Chapter 12
Alanna
Present Day.
Sighing, I bent over and collected the quilt, folded it and placed it over the back of the dark brown corduroy couch.
Walking into the kitchen, I pretended that I didn’t hear Reyes walk into the house. I turned on the faucet, and the sink filled pretty quickly. I proceeded to wash the five dishes, taking as much time as I could without being too obvious.
“Alanna…” he starts.
“I need to get some clothes and supplies from the bedroom. Do you mind cleaning out the fridge?” I asked without even looking at him.
Walking out of the kitchen like the hounds of hell were nipping at my feet, I made my way through the living room and into the master bedroom.
I didn’t hear him, but I felt his heat as his front pressed against my back.
“Reyes,” I warned.
This couldn’t happen no matter how badly my body seemed to want and craved his touch.
His lips pressed against the nape of my neck causing little shivers of pleasure to race up and down my spine. Goosebumps formed all over my arms, and my stomach tightened.
Before I could protest, he was spinning me around, and his lips were sealed to mine. My hands fisted his leather cut, and its smooth buttery texture was a reminder of who and what this man was.
His fingers slowly pulled the zipper of my jeans down. His hand slipped past my lacey black panties going right for my clit. He gave it a couple little flicks and forced moans to crawl out of my throat.
We shouldn’t be doing this my mind screamed, but my heart whispered only this once.
Grabbing his shirt, I pulled it over his head and mine followed soon after. We were then ripping at what was left of our clothing when I was finally naked. Reyes picked me up and gently laid me down on the bed.
As soon as my back met the soft surface, he was crawling over me. He then pushed my legs apart with his knees and lowered himself on me.
His lips were gently suckling on my right nipple and then the left, making sure to give it the same treatment. Wetness dripped down my ass as my juices flowed.
“Please,” I begged him.
I needed him inside of me, and I needed it now.
“Baby,” he whispered against my lips.
“I need you,” I told him.
Opening my eyes, I looked into his tortured eyes. He wanted to take this slow, but I wanted fast and hard.
“Now, please don’t make me wait,” I breathed out almost breathlessly.
His cock nudged my opening, and then he was pressing inside me one slow inch at a time. I was having none of it. I wanted him now, so I wrapped my legs around his waist. I pulled myself up and impaled myself on his hard throbbing dick.
“Fuck,” he moaned into my mouth as I deepened the kiss.
This was for me. If it was going to be the last time I had Reyes, then I was going to get everything I could out of it. He pulled back slowly before sinking into me again and again. Each slow thrust had the veins in his cock rubbing my walls sensually.
But I needed more. I needed hard, and I needed fast.
“Faster,” I begged.
His hips pulled back and slammed back into me harder and faster, but it still wasn’t enough.
“Harder,” I cried.
Another hard thrust had my pussy clenching, and I was so close. The sounds of my wet pussy and Reyes’ hard cock slapping together had me screaming his name as I drove right off the cliff.
Reyes kept thrusting, and it sent me over again and again. He pumped harder and faster chasing his own orgasm. Three more bed shaking thrusts, and he was groaning against my lip as his hot cum flooded me.
“Fuck, I need to remember condoms,” he groaned as he pulled out.
I wanted to point out it was a little late for that, but then I remembered the other woman. My hands shook as I fisted them, and my nails began to dig into my hands.
“Not a problem,” I tell him quietly.
Rolling away I climbed from the bed. Our combined juices ran down my legs, but I ignore it. I needed clothes, and I needed to pack them. The sooner I did that, the sooner I could get the fuck out of here and away from Reyes.