Chapter 2
There was many weekends before Reba was finally unpacked. Her and Narvel couldn't seem to get anything done when they were together. They'd find them staring at each other, laugh and empty only one box by the end of the night. Soon, Narvel was ushering her through crowds, holding her hand, and making sure she made it home safe. Especially with all the fans crowding her.
Reba was giddy all the time. Narvel was always the reason she was smiling. And no one seemed to understand why. He as always so dark, quiet and shy; Everyone thought that he was just weird, but Reba saw something in him that the other band members didn't. They still saw him as the steel-guitarist who took the keys of the van one night while partying and everyone was late for the show. The one who had the kids and the crazy wife. No wonder he came on tour, leaving his business life behind. His wife was a crazy bitch. That he was locked down by. Until he realized his love for Reba and finally took a stand. Now he was there for her. And Reba was there for him. It was almost a month until finally they were comfortable.
Reba's apartment was finally unpacked. They were exhausted from all the work. Reba laid on his chest while SNL came on. She looked up and he gently kissed her lips. She pulled him onto her. Not even breaking their kiss. Narvel was amazed she suddenly decided to make a move. She pulled in for more and more kisses that Narvel wouldn't refuse giving. Reba runs her fingers through his hair and wraps her legs around his back. He slides his hands up and down her body. Then up her t-shirt. A sweet moan escapes her lips at the touch of his cold hands on her ivory skin. He abruptly pulls off her lips.
"Is the room ready enough?" He asks catching his breath.
"Who needs a room baby? We're fine here." Reba smiles pulling him back onto her lips. Slipping his shirt over his head. He squeezes her waist and starts kissing down her neck. She smiles and bites down on her bottom lip. He pulls her shirt over her head and smiles seeing her breasts. Narvel reaches behind her and unhooks her bra. Taking it off and not skipping a beat to wrap his fingers around the softness he'd been waiting for. Reba moans and holds his shoulders tightly. Soon, he had all her clothes off and Reba was just enjoying every little thing. She slides his jeans off with her toes. Her eyes get big and he attacks her with kisses before she could say anything. She relaxed every part of her and let him take over her. He positions himself on top of her and slowly sank into her. Reba squeezes his back and tightens her hands on him. Reba closes her eyes. She'd only been waiting for this moment since she first realized that she was in love with Narvel. And she just wanted to make it the best. Narvel pushes down to kiss her lips every times. Narvel moans softly. Reba pulls her fingers into a fist. The pleasure was overwhelming. Her back starts arching. Her body pressing against Narvel's. A smile smears across his lips and their breaths become quick.
"Narvel. I love you. I always did." She says in his ear before moaning louder.
"Always?"
"Always!" She screams letting the pleasure soak in and take over her. Narvel's pleasure fills him completely. He pulls out and attaches himself to her lips again. He laid down beside her and pulled her close to him. Grabbing the blanket on the edge of the couch and wrapping them in it. Once they catch their breath. They have their first sleepover. Narvel's first night snuggled in freckled, ivory skin and long red curls.