It hit me then what I was doing, and instantly my dick softened as a feeling of dread took over my stomach. I looked down at the puck bunny who was still on her knees.
"Get the fuck out," I spat.
She gave a huff. "Are you serious right now?"
"Out. Now." I growled and yanked her to her feet roughly.
She gave another huff and shook me off her. "Whatever, your dick isn't even that big."
Ignoring her, I turned my focus solely back to Reina. The door to the bar's bathroom slammed behind the blonde and then it was just a quiet silence hanging between Reina and I.
With ease, I tucked my dick back into my pants, the feeling in the pit of my stomach still the same. My heart had begun to hammer against my rib cage but the scent coming off Reina had me ready to go feral.
"What are you doing in here?" I finally asked stepping forward.
Under my gaze Reina's jaw tightened and of course she didn't give answer right away, just crossed her arms over her chest and leaned against the door.
Finally she spoke, "I was looking for you."
"Well..." I shrugged. "You found me."
Her lips eased into a smile. "I did..."
My thumb itched to run itself over her full bottom lip.
Fuck,I thought.
"Reina, look, what do you want? I tried to talk earlier and you didn't wanna hear shit I had to say."
"Nothing," she shook her head as if clearing away some sort of fog. "I shouldn't have bothered you."
She straightened and turned to leave but I couldn't let her go that easy. Not yet, and so I was on her faster than ants on sugar. Spinning her around to face me yet again, I pushed her up against the wall. "But you did bother me, Sweetheart."
She stared up at me and before I knew it, Reina's mouth was on my own and her scent was flaring. My body instinctively bucked against hers, pinning her to the door. Our mouths started to move together frantically, and her tongue was sliding against my own in some sort of desperation.
Twelve fucking years.
She'd had me wondering for twelve years how she'd taste. How her body would feel under my fingers.
Now I didn't have to imagine it anymore, because she was real now. My fingers found her waist and I pulled her against me hard enough to leave marks.
The rational part of my brain told me to get us out of the bathroom and somewhere clean and sanitized. But the other part, the irrational part, said to stay and keep kissing Reina.
Never let her go, I thought.
She pulled back from me, sucking in a breath. "What am I doing?"
"Let me kiss you," I whispered resting my forehead against hers as I sucked in the scent of her.
Earlier, at the hockey arena I'd tried to understand her smell. Now, in the bathroom of this bar, above everything else. I could smell it now.
Lilies and a hint of cinnamon. That was Reina's smell and I wanted to wallow in it.
"I need to go," she whispered again. "Let me go, Luca."
"Wait," I whispered again. "When can I see you again, Reina?"
I felt her push against my chest and briefly wondered if she could feel my heart thumping away.
