I lift my eyes to his and give a tiny nod, responding softly.
“It's fine.”
He takes a breath and faces away.
“I'm not good at this shit.”
My brow furrows, and I am puzzled by what he means.
“What?”
I notice his jaw tensing for a split second before he answers.
“I don't do the whole explaining myself shit. I am who the fuck I am. No apologies.”
I lift my head and raise up onto my elbow.
“So, why are you explaining yourself to me?”
I notice his eyes open, his mind racing as he mulls over my question before he finally looks at me.
“I don't fucking know.”
My eyes soften, and he shakes his head once slowly.
“Don't do that.”
I cock my head to the side.
“Do what?”
“Look at me like I'm fucking soft.”
I can’t help but smile and he rolls his eyes before he glances away, giving me a warning tone.
“Charley—”
I bite my bottom lip before sitting up and I climb onto him, straddling his midsection with my bare pussy. He lets out a deep sigh as I settle back on him, his arm still above his head as his hungry eyes move down my naked body. He places his other big hand on my thigh, moving it before giving the fatty tissue on my hip a tight squeeze. I glide my hands up and down his ripped body, observing their path.
“I don’t think you have a soft bone in your body, Reign.”
My eyes flick to him as I continue.
“But I would like to know what is beneath all this cold, hard exterior.”
His brow raises and his jaw tenses with displeasure before he responds flatly.
“Cold, hard interior.”
We search each other's eyes for a beat before I give a small nod, sitting back again and breaking eye contact.
I find myself yearning to delve deeper into who Reign is, to understand him on a more intimiate level, much like I have with Chaos. Perhaps it's because of the amazing sex with have, though beyond that, there seems to be nothing else, just a connection that I can't ignore.
Maybe he doesn't feel the same way I do, and I should simply accept that what we have is nothing more than insanely good sex. Yet, I can't seem to shake the feeling of wanting more from these guys, even though I'm not sure why.
“Stick to Chaos for that soft shit; that ain't fucking me, Charley.”
I swallow before moving my eyes to his.
