I please.” I have all my stuff in my car and will bring it up later.
I’m not leaving Reina this time. I made that mistake before and she decided to escape. If I had been here beside her or even tormenting her, she wouldn’t have thought of that option.
She wouldn’t have been attacked by a monster that night.
“Whatever.” She huffs. “Can you leave the room?”
“Why?”
“I have to change, dude.”
Dude. Seriously, sometimes she’s an entirely different person altogether.
My lips twitch in a small smile. “No.”
“No?”
“It’s not anything I haven’t seen before.”
She nibbles on her lower lip, her face turning an adorable shade of red. “Fine, I’ll change elsewhere.”
“That’s not how it works, prom queen.” I tilt my head to the side. “We have something to settle.”
Her brows furrow.
“I gave you two days to move, and they have turned into three.”
Apprehension fills her gaze as her breath hitches, no idea whether it’s with excitement or fear.
Knowing Reina, it’s probably both.
I wasn’t sure before, but now I am. “You did it on purpose.”
Her only reply is to rub her foot on her other leg’s calf.
That’s all the answer I need.
“Come here.” My order is loud and firm. It works, too, since her movements freeze.
She stares at me with caution, but the spark doesn’t disappear as she slowly asks, “Why?”
“When I order, you obey, remember?”
Slowly, she approaches me. The heavy rise and fall of her tits distracts me from everything else until my gaze trails to the demure movements of her toned legs. Those legs were made to wrap around my waist as I thrust in and out of her hot pussy.
She stops in front of me, filling my space with the scent of her shower gel, lilac and something else that’s entirely hers.
She’s Reina, the only Reina I’ve ever known.
“Now what?” she whispers, her breathing hitching on the last word.
“Shhh.” I lean back on my hands. “Don’t talk.”
She watches the movement of my hands as if she’s a prisoner and they’re her wardens. If anything, she appears disappointed I’m not using them.
“Do you want me to touch you, Reina?” My voice drops in range.
She bites on her inner cheek but says nothing.
“Answer me or nothing happens.”
“I…” She breaks eye contact and focuses on her toes, which are curled in the plush carpet. When she speaks, her voice is barely audible. “I do.”
“I didn’t hear that.” I soak in her reaction as I continue, “Now, look at me and say it again.”
She swallows so hard I hear it as she slowly lifts her head. Her eyelids lower as she says, “I do.”
“Too bad you don’t deserve it.” My gaze trails up her legs, her perky tits, and her damp neck until I reach her face. “You think it’s fun to defy me, prom queen?”
“N-no?”
“Why did that come out as a question?”
“I don’t know.” She’s breathing harshly, and judging by the death grip she keeps on her towel, she’s turned on but doesn’t like to show it.
“Drop the towel.”
She sucks in a harsh breath as her gaze meets mine. There are a thousand questions in those blue eyes.
Why are you doing this? Aren’t you supposed to hate me?
Just like her, I have no answer, because that’s the problem with Reina.
I keep coming back to her whether I like to or not. She has me under some black magic. It’s in the way she looks at me like she never looks at anyone else.
Like I’m her one and only.
“This is so fucked up,” she murmurs, as if translating my thoughts.
“That we are.” I motion at her hand. “Now, drop the towel. I won’t repeat myself another time.”
I can feel her giving in before I see it. Another thing about this Reina? She lives in the moment no matter what her brain tells her.
She removes her hand, and the towel slides down her body before pooling at her feet.
Fuck me.
I’ve never liked looking at a naked woman as much as I love watching Reina.
The slender line of her waist, her hips that were made for my hands, her smooth pussy that’s begging for my cock inside it.
My gaze trails up. Her nipples harden under my scrutiny, seducing me closer. It’s a blasphemy not to touch her when she’s right here.
All mine.
Her tits are heavy and ready for my tongue and lips, or better yet, they could use my cock between them as she held them for me.
One day.
I have so many plans for her body. It was made for me. All of it.
I capture her heavy-lidded eyes