She gripped my forearms tight, as if she was worried I was going to pull out and leave her aching on the floor.
There was no chance of that happening.She'd awoken something inside me, and I couldn't get enough of her.I braced my hands on either side of her head, dropping my lips to hers.I moved in slow and long strokes, hoping to create a steady build inside her.
She whimpered on each pass, her grip only getting tighter.
I wanted more.I wanted her to feel me deep inside tomorrow when she was baking.It was a thought I'd never had about a woman before, and I wasn't ready to examine what it meant.Other than I was apparently a cave man now, wanting to stake my claim.
It probably had something to do with the bond we'd formed when I rescued her from the fire.It couldn't possibly mean that we were meant for each other.I'd never believed in anything like that.I figured you found someone who was compatible and you didn't mind sharing your life with, and that was that.Or you didn't and still lived an enjoyable life.
But this was something else entirely.My heart felt like it was going to burst out of my chest, and I couldn't seem to get close enough to her.I wanted to feel her everywhere.
I tapped her hip and pulled out.She got the hint, rolling over to her knees.
She dropped to her forearms, lifting her ass as an offering to me.
I growled, loving how she looked, her legs spread, her pussy glistening for me.I gripped her hips and thrust to the hilt in one motion.
"You feel so good."
"No talking, remember?"Her voice was breathy, as if she couldn't speak over the pleasure I was giving her.
I grunted in satisfaction as I increased the pace, feeling like I was deeper in this position.I wanted to make her come.I needed to make her feel good.I reached around, tweaking her nipples and then rubbing her clit.
It was swollen and slick from our juices.She stiffened and cried out as the orgasm washed over her.I thrust one more time, feeling something deep inside me shift.One night wasn't enough.I just wasn't sure what that meant for us going forward.
Was this a fling that we enjoyed while the bakery was under construction, but we broke apart once she moved home?Or was it something more?Something I'd have to explain to my best friend, her brother.
The only problem was that it was late, and I was exhausted.I took care of the condom and gathered her to me.I kissed her temple, whispering sweet things in her ear.How good she felt.How much I loved being inside her.
It wasn't the sweetest thing I'd ever said to a woman, but it was the most honest.I wasn't holding back with her.
We drifted off to sleep, and when she shifted in the early morning light, she kissed my lips."I have to get up early to bake.But you can sleep."
I reached for her as she crawled out of the fort, and she giggled.But I was too exhausted to follow her or insist on making breakfast.
I couldn't believe that she was already up.Especially after last night.
I heard her moving about—the water turn on for her shower, the coffee brewing in the kitchen—and finally, the front door open and close.The truck engine turned over.
I stretched, unused muscles feeling sore.The blankets still smelled like her and sex.Otherwise, I would have thought I imagined the whole thing.
I'd crossed a line with her, one that I couldn't reverse.It was either the best decision I'd ever made or the worst.I was fairly sure I knew where Tom was going to fall on that spectrum.
I'd been so focused on the business for so long; it was nice to have someone else in my life.Someone who gave me hope for a different future.One that didn't mean coming home to an empty house and cooking for one.
It was impossible to feel down around Reina.Her optimism and determination were admirable, but they also motivated me to be a better person.But there was a mix of feelings about what happened last night.I felt guilty for betraying Tom but good about what transpired between Reina and me.
I could pull back and put much needed distance between us, or I could keep seeing where it went.I knew what I wanted, and it didn't line up with what I should do.Reina was an indulgence, one that felt amazing but I knew was bad for me.This relationship was going to kill my friendship with Tom, but all I could think about was that it felt good in the moment.
Surely, Tom couldn't be too upset with me.Not when being with Reina made me happy.How could that be bad?
Chapter15
Reina
Ifelt different today, lighter somehow.I always felt good when I was baking, but this was better.I was excited about what it meant, even as the logical part of my brain was urging me to slow down and use caution.
Tom wouldn't be happy about what had happened, and I was positive that concern was at the forefront of Morgan's mind.He was probably thinking of ways to tell me that last night was a mistake and we needed to keep it from Tom.
