All the Truths (Lies & Truths 2)

“I have to change, dude.”

Dude. Seriously, sometimes she’s an entirely different person altogether.

My lips twitch in a small smile. “No.”

“No?”

“It’s not anything I haven’t seen before.”

She nibbles on her lower lip, her face turning an adorable shade of red. “Fine, I’ll change elsewhere.”

“That’s not how it works, prom queen.” I tilt my head to the side. “We have something to settle.”

Her brows furrow.

“I gave you two days to move, and they have turned into three.”

Apprehension fills her gaze as her breath hitches, no idea whether it’s with excitement or fear.

Knowing Reina, it’s probably both.

I wasn’t sure before, but now I am. “You did it on purpose.”

Her only reply is to rub her foot on her other leg’s calf.

That’s all the answer I need.

“Come here.” My order is loud and firm. It works, too, since her movements freeze.

She stares at me with caution, but the spark doesn’t disappear as she slowly asks, “Why?”

“When I order, you obey, remember?”

Slowly, she approaches me. The heavy rise and fall of her tits distracts me from everything else until my gaze trails to the demure movements of her toned legs. Those legs were made to wrap around my waist as I thrust in and out of her hot pussy.

She stops in front of me, filling my space with the scent of her shower gel, lilac and something else that’s entirely hers.

She’s Reina, the only Reina I’ve ever known.

“Now what?” she whispers, her breathing hitching on the last word.

“Shhh.” I lean back on my hands. “Don’t talk.”

She watches

the movement of my hands as if she’s a prisoner and they’re her wardens. If anything, she appears disappointed I’m not using them.

“Do you want me to touch you, Reina?” My voice drops in range.

She bites on her inner cheek but says nothing.

“Answer me or nothing happens.”

“I…” She breaks eye contact and focuses on her toes, which are curled in the plush carpet. When she speaks, her voice is barely audible. “I do.”

“I didn’t hear that.” I soak in her reaction as I continue, “Now, look at me and say it again.”

She swallows so hard I hear it as she slowly lifts her head. Her eyelids lower as she says, “I do.”