Heat (Parker Reed Book 1) by J.M. Walker

loud, my voice gave out.
    “That’s it, Keely. Louder.” His hips pushed into me hard, his cock hitting a spot inside of me that set off another release. His body shook. The tendons in his neck stretched. He threw his head back and roared. “ Keely .”
    I felt him pulse inside of me before he crashed his weight on top of me. I sighed, cupping the back of his nape. Never in all of my life had I experienced anything that came close to what we just shared. It felt right. Perfect. And I found myself wanting it again and again but I still wasn’t sure if I could trust him. The walls that I had spent so much time building around me threatened to fall just from a gentle touch of his hand. But those walls were strong. I wasn’t even sure if they could break.
    “My sweet, Keely.” He kissed my nose and brushed my damp hair of my forehead. “I could eat you for hours. Devour your body.”
    I shivered, running my hands down his sweat-soaked back. “Well you, Mr. Reed, are pretty delicious yourself.”
    He grinned and kissed me once again. I inhaled his breath, our hearts beating as one as he made love to my mouth.
    His body swelled inside of me. “Who are you?” he panted against my lips.
    “I could ask you the same thing,” I whispered.
    He placed a soft peck on my nose before rising from the bed.
    I couldn’t help but stare at his firm backside as he made his way into the bathroom. Tattoos covered him like a second skin.
    “Come here, pet,” he said, standing in the doorway.
    I sat up. “It’s getting late. I should go.”
    His gaze darkened. “I wasn’t asking.”
     

     
    “You slept with Mr. Sexy. Didn’t you?”
    My back stiffened when I slid into my skirt. I ignored the scrutiny Troy was giving me and finished getting dressed. A black A-line skirt and a red blouse later, and I was good to go. If only the nerves in my belly would ease up. I hadn’t seen Parker in a couple of days since he got called away on an emergency but I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. I hoped it was just me being paranoid and that everything was alright.
    Whatever the tabloids were saying I didn’t know but they sure were having a field day with his untimely disappearance.
    “Keely.”
    “What, Troy?” I snapped. “Yes. I slept with him. Is that what you wanted to hear? Do you want the details? Want me to tell you how amazing it was? How good it felt not to be forced into it?”
    His eyes softened. “I’m sorry.”
    I shook my head and sighed. “No, I’m sorry. You’re just looking out for me and I’m being an ungrateful bitch.”
    “I’m glad that you found someone that can give you what you need.”
    I scoffed and pulled my hair back into a messy bun. “I don’t even know what I need but right now, I need you to be my friend. And I need Parker just to...I don’t know. Be there for me I guess.”
    “Did you see this?”
    I frowned when Troy flashed a magazine in my face.
    “No? Let me read it to you. New assistant, Keely Price, gets caught taking the walk of shame out of Parker Reed’s apartment building. The guy didn’t even have the nerve to drive her home.”
    My eyes widened. “Excuse me? He had an emergency and I spent half an hour arguing with the guy over me taking a cab home.” I snatched the magazine from him, my eyes dancing over the words.
    “I told you to be careful.” Troy left my room.
    “I didn’t know I’d end up in one of these stupid magazines,” I cried, throwing the tabloid in the trash.
    “Everything Parker touches ends up in one of those stupid magazines, Keely. You just need to ask yourself: is he worth the public humiliation?” Troy walked up to the patio doors and opened them, motioning outside. “Is it?”
    I followed him, gasping when flashes of light went off in our direction. I huffed and pushed past him, ignoring the media that stood outside our apartment building. “I’ll talk to him.”
    “Keely.”
    I stopped once I reached the door. “I know,