All the Truths (Lies & Truths 2)

My cock twitches at the thought of joining her, making her jump in surprise, feasting on her blushing face, and then sinking into her warmth.

I can fuck her against the wall or on the floor.

That has to wait, though.

She defied me, and that won’t go unnoticed. I sit on the edge of the bed, the same bed on which I had her for dinner—three times—before I exhausted the fuck out of her.

My cock strains against my jeans in remembrance. Since I started eating her pussy, I’m a fucking addict going through withdrawal.

The sound of the running water cuts off and soon after, she strolls inside. Reina doesn’t notice me as she readjusts the tiny towel around her. It barely covers the swell of her tits and the curve of her ass.

Her wet hair falls on either side of her shoulders, dripping down her neck and the deep line between her tits.

My cock bulges in my pants as I watch her every movement. It takes all my self-restraint not to grab her, throw her on the ground, and fuck her like an animal.

The only reason I’m stopping is because she needs to pay first.

A small voice in the back of my head tells me I shouldn’t be doing this. This isn’t my plan. This isn’t how Ari will rest in peace.

But I kill that voice like I always have since this new version of Reina woke up in the hospital, since she sucked my finger like she meant it, like she actually fucking wanted it.

A gasp falls from her lips as her gaze lands on mine. Those ocean-deep eyes, those eyes that could drown people with a look.

When I was a teenager, I yearned to own those eyes, to trap them somewhere and have them only look at me. Years later, nothing has changed, only now, I’m more forthcoming about my methods.

“W-what are you doing here?” She freezes and looks down at herself before her cheeks turn crimson.

Fuck me and the way she blushes. No one can fake that, not even Reina’s level of conniving manipulation.

I raise an eyebrow. “Did you think I’d ask you to move out if I didn’t plan to join?”

“Well, I thought you’d tell me first.” She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear as if she’s self-aware.

That’s what I like about this new version of her—she’s more real, human.

Breakable.

This Reina isn’t scared of showing her emotions, unlike the old one who did everything to smother them—even if it meant hurting herself and everyone around her to achieve it.

Her world was a constant battle of being a robot, being reactionless and blank. Maybe that’s why she’s now having these moments where she just breaks, letting the outside world crack her armor.

This Reina doesn’t remember why she needed to hide her emotions, and as a result, she’s more genuine.

More…fun.

“I’m here, aren’t I?” I ask.

“Well, obviously.” She peeks at me through her lashes. “How long do you intend to stay?”

“As long as I please.” I have all my stuff in my car and will bring it up later.

I’m not leaving Reina this time. I made that mistake before and she decided to escape. If I had been here beside her or even tormenting her, she wouldn’t have thought of that option.

She wouldn’t have been attacked by a monster that night.

“Whatever.” She huffs. “Can you leave the room?”

“Why?”