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It was things like this that had me going crazy over her, and I was starting to feel a little worried about it. I decided to brush those thoughts aside and enjoy the moment.
“You didn’t have to do this,” I said as we took a seat at the counter.
“I wanted to. If we’re going to stay together, we need to take care of each other.” My chest tightened at the thought.
I took a bite of the chicken, and it was heavenly.
“This is amazing, Reyna,” I said after swallowing.
“Thank you so much.”
As we ate and chatted, I couldn't help but stare at Reyna. She looked stunning in the low light, her eyes glinting as she laughed at my jokes. My worries about our relationship seemed to fade away as the night went on. After clearing up the dishes together, she suggested that we go watch some TV in the living room.
We moved into the living room and snuggled up on the couch with glasses of red wine in hand. It was a comfortable silence that filled the air between us until I spoke up.
“Reyna," I started nervously, unsure of how to phrase what had been weighing me down all evening.
She turned toward me curiously.
“I don't want you to feel like you have to do things like cook for me or go out of your way just because we're living together," I said slowly. "I appreciate it more than words can express but...I just worry that..."
"That what?" Reyna pressed when she saw how hesitant my words were coming out.
"That maybe it will get us both confused about what’s really going on.” It came out before I could even stop myself from admitting it aloud, after trying so hard to ignore those thoughts all day long.
“What makes you say that?” Her expression quickly changed to concern mixed with confusion.
“I don’t know.” I was now unable to look directly into her eyes anymore due to regret. Why did I have to bring those feelings forward? I didn’t have to ruin our night staying together. “Maybe it’s nothing.”
"It's not nothing if it's bothering you." Reyna took my hand gently, which made every itch inside disappear completely. “Talk to me.”
“I don’t want to ruin this beautiful night. How about we do something else?” I stared at her crimson lips with longing. She leaned over to me seductively, smiling while biting her lip, ushering me into a kiss which quickly turned wilder than before; tongues intertwining with each other's mouths like nothing mattered anymore but us in this moment.
She pulled away from the kiss for just long enough to straddle me before diving back toward my lips hungrily once again, causing an involuntary moan of pleasure to escape from deep within me, followed by soft whimpers, that emanated all around us, as things started heating up between us even more intensely.
Reyna began removing clothes off both our bodies. Bit-by-bit until finally stripping down completely, revealing every inch of flesh beneath that sexy red dress. My breathing became fast-paced as all the blood rushed downward. Her nipples were already tightening and she was driving me wild by parading her breasts across my face. Reyna was so fucking beautiful and I knew the image would forever stay imprinted in my memory, no matter the outcome of our arrangement. It was a memory I was more than willing to let haunt me.
My hands cupped her breasts as I felt my cock stiffen. As if she had read my mind. Reyna pushed me inside her and began to slowly ride me. I groaned at the feeling of the friction between us as she continued to increase the pace gradually. Watching her ride me was a sight for sore eyes.
The sensation of her tight walls gripping me while she dug her fingers into my chest was making waves of pleasure travel all over my body. I felt like time had stopped and I forgot the worries that plagued me before. For a few blissful moments I just enjoyed the feeling of the two of us moving as one. As we climaxed, we both moaned out loud, losing ourselves completely in those few seconds. Each time Reyna and I had sex, it was a new experience.
“Do you feel better now?” she asked with a giggle.
“I do,” I admitted as I stroked her hair gently. “I could get used to this,” I said it out loud even though it was supposed to just remain a thought.
There was a brief comfortable silence between us and I remembered she was still yet to schedule a meeting with my mom and she hadn’t.
“My mom has been asking about you,” I broke the silence and Reyna lifted her head from my chest to look at me.
“Did she see my pictures online? I shouldn’t have posted those,” Reyna began to explain herself. I laughed at how she was quick to think my mom was judging her.
“She thinks the pictures look good. You sort of made her swallow her words that you were no model,” I teased her and she playfully jabbed me.
“You’re crazy,” she said and laid her head back on my chest.
“She wants to talk about you joining the Taylor Foundation as a PR strategist,” I explained to her.
Reyna’s chuckle was low and throaty.
