"Why don't you tell her already? It's been over a month and I don't know, I think things might be getting pretty serious."
Her voice dances the last part of that sentence slow and flirty. It's a tease and I can't help but to smile at her.
"I don't know babe. I just don't wanna ruin anything." I intertwine my fingers with hers and pull her closer to me while we sit on my bed.
"That's impossible." She leans in all the way and touches her lips with mine. Its gentle and reassuring but it ignites the fire inside of me that wants more. Something that always happens when Reagan kisses me. I kiss her back and she opens her mouth to allow for more. Without hesitation, I slip my tongue into her mouth and she responds. Our hands let go of each other so we can touch each other's bodies. Her body falls on top of mine, her hands on my waist forcing mine to lie down. My hands grab at her neck and tangle in her hair as I pull her fully on top of me.
Reagan and I haven't had sex yet but it's obvious we want to. Lately things between us have been getting pretty steamy. And she ALWAYS leaves me wanting more. Not this time…
I roll us over so that I'm on top of her now. Her hands slowly reach under my shirt and start to feel against my bare sides. Her touch is so warm against my body, shivers rundown my spine. I sit up so that I'm straddling her and quickly take of my top. She watches me and smiles when it's completely off. The hunger in her eyes is undeniable. As she stares at me I feel myself becoming more and more turned on. She sits up and forces our lips together as I reach for the bottom of her shirt. She puts her hands up allowing me to take it off.
Our lips reconnect and it's sloppy now as if the seconds they were apart was unbearable. We're both so desperate for more. She moves from my lips, down my jawline, and onto my neck leaving a wet trail that I find to be the hottest thing ever. My head falls to the side exposing more of my neck and I moan slightly at how good she is at this.
I soon realize that I don't want her to leave a mark. Karma would freak if she saw that and I'm a horrible liar. I push our bodies down onto the bed as I whisper out "You can't do that." I start kissing her and she groans. Catching me off balance, she flips us over and pins my hands over my head.
"So maybe I should leave a mark somewhere else."
She hungrily looks down my body and her tone makes me crazy. I'm so turned on, any thoughts about Karma are pushed away and I'm just about ready to let her do anything to me.
Before she leans down to kiss me again, a quick look of disappointment crosses her face and she sighs. "What happened?!" I'm instantly worried I did something wrong. She smiles softly and kisses me gently. She rests her head in my shoulder defeated and says, "I have to go to work."
"Nooo!" I try to hold on to her and not let her leave but she pushes off the bed and rolls to stand on her feet. She reaches for her shirt and as she pulls it on, she gives me an apologetic face.
"To be continued shrimp girl."
"Promise?"
She leans in and kisses me passionately. "Promise."
She leaves my room as I lay there in my bra with my body throbbing for more. She always leaves me wanting more.