Page 5 of Only Yours
Everyone is quiet on the walk back towards the dorm. Sophie finally speaks up when we’re only a block away. “You know what? I’m not ready to go in. I need a little air, a little time to think. You two go on.”
I glance around the darkened street. There’s not much around except the park next to us. “Nope, not leaving you here, sis.”
She rolls her eyes. “Please save me from the bossy guys in my life,” she mutters. “I’m good, Bri, I promise. I just need a few minutes. Just sitting and thinking time. I have my mace. Give me a few minutes, will you, please?” Her eyes implore me to give her space, and I find myself relenting. Whatever is going on with my best friend must be getting to her.
“Fine, you have ten minutes, and then I’m coming back for you,” I say gruffly.
Sophie walks away and I glance down at Reina. She’s had the same lost expression on her face since we left the bar.
I take her hand in mine. I expect a protest, but she doesn’t say a word.
“You okay, princess?” I ask and press a kiss to her temple.
“Yeah,” she leans her head against my arm. “I’m fine, just tired.”
We’re right outside of her dorm when she suddenly swings around and looks up at me.
She studies me quietly for a moment. I would give anything to know what’s going through that pretty head of hers.
“You’re actually a good guy, aren’t you?” she asks softly.
I pull her close, wrapping my arms around her again. “I like to think so. Not the best, by any means, but I try. I want to be anyway.”
And I do. For a long time, I’ve had to be the man of my family, and I’ve tried to make things easier on my mom and my sister. I’ve tried to be there even when I can’t be physically there.
She snuggles her head against my chest and sighs. “I’ve known a lot of bad guys, soldier boy. A lot of guys who cared only about what I could give them.”
My arms tighten around her. My heart aches for my girl. For a second, I’m almost ashamed to be a guy. I hate that people have hurt her.
I place a kiss against her soft hair. “I hate that for you. All I can do is promise that I’ll try to always do my best by you. I really am interested in you, Reina. For you. Not for what you can give me.”
She pulls back and searches my face, looking for something. She must see it because her dark eyes soften. “You really are, aren’t you?”
I nod. “Yes.”
She presses her body up against mine and I can feel her everywhere. Her curves are against me in the most intimate way and my cock stirs at her nearness.Go away, boner.This is not the time. She’s learning to trust me.
She gazes up at me, and my heart thuds in my chest hard. Her beautiful features are illuminated by the streetlight behind us. “Then kiss me, soldier boy.”
Chapter 5
The prince kisses the princess, and they…well, I don’t know what happens in real life. They probably get divorced after the prince extorts money from the kingdom or something like that. -Reina
Reina
Brian doesn’t hesitate to follow my whispered order. His lips claim mine instantly and I’m drowning. Drowning in the soft pull of his lips and the irresistible magic of his mouth. His tongue finds mine and tingles run through my body when they touch. Everything is electric. I feel every movement sending pulsing beats to the place that aches between my legs.
I pull him closer, and he pushes his leg in between mine. I groan when I feel the thickness of his cock pushing against my waist. I want to touch him. I want to feel his cock in my hand and tug him until he comes everywhere, all over me. Have I ever craved anyone this much? Somehow, I don’t think so.
I rub against him, trying to satisfy my pussy by riding his leg. He rocks us back and forth, and I wish for less barriers between us.
His lips finally pull away from mine. “Fuck princess, I would take you right here if I could.” He kisses the side of my neck and I moan, still trying to ride his hard thigh.
“We could…” I trail off. Nope, Reina. Something penetrates through my fog of lust. This is Sophie’s brother. I can’t just one and done him, and I don’t know if I’m prepared for more. Cooler heads must prevail, no matter how much I don’t want them to.
I take a step back to create space between us. We’re both breathing hard. “We probably shouldn’t have done that,” I say breathlessly.
“Yes, we should have,” he says firmly. “That was always meant to happen.”
