Damn, she’s so wet. Perhaps I should have tried the spanking thing before?
I find my voice again. “Damn, so fuckin’ wet baby. So wet for me.”
She looks over her shoulder at me. “Fuck me now. I’m dying, Bri. Fuck me hard.”
She wiggles her ass and I decide now is not the time for slow. Now is the time to get inside my girl.
I push my fingers in her, making sure she’s completely ready. She’s dripping, and the anticipation of getting inside her is almost too much for me. My cock is leaking, craving her warmth.
The first push inside of her is such a rush that I feel light-headed. She moans long and hard. I pull out of her, loving the fact that I can see her juices on my length. I ram in and out of her, setting a fast pace. Reina loves it.
“Harder, Brian, harder,” she moans. I unleash everything, feeling my balls slap against her ass as I drive into her.
I slap her ass again and the growl she lets out is fierce. “Turn over, Reina. Please,” I add.
For some reason, I want to see her face as she comes this time. I want to look at her and know I did that. As hot as this is, I want her to see that it’s me she’s fucking.
She turns over and looks up at me. I crush my mouth down on hers. “Had to see my princess,” I say in between kisses.
I push inside of her again, feeling her close tightly around me. Her hips strain up and I know she’s close to coming, that she was already so close before. All it takes is one swipe of my finger at her most sensitive spot and she’s coming, spreading her sweet cream all over my cock as I pull out of her and thrust inside of her again.
I look down at her flushed face and closed eyes. “Reina, look at me,” I order. Her eyes snap open.
Those damn dark eyes. The sight of them watching me with so much passion and adoration pushes me over the edge. I release everything I have inside of her. When I finally pull away from her, I watch in satisfaction as my release trickles down the inside of her thighs.
She watches me with a lazy smile. “You know that’s kind of gross, right?” she teases. “We’re a mess.”
I send her a wolfish grin. “I like seeing me all over you.”
That night, as she drifts off, I hold her close and wonder how the hell I’m going to say goodbye in two days.
Two days later, I stand in front of Hartsfield with Reina and my sister. I said goodbye to my mom the day before. That was hard enough. This feels freakin’ impossible.
Reina didn’t want to come inside the airport. She says she’s seen way too many romance movies with people running through airports to say bye or some such shit. She tells me that she would just rather have a dignified farewell from the busysidewalk, so it doesn’t really feel like goodbye. I don’t totally get it, but I decide to let her have her way.
My sister dodges a guy pushing a cart and steps to the side. “I’ll just let you guys have a few minutes.”
“Thanks, sis,” I say and turn to face my girl.
Her eyes are downcast and she’s examining her shoes with way too much care. I know she’s doing everything she can to hold it together and I am too.
I tip her chin up. “Hey, this isn’t goodbye, right? I’ll be back. And when I do come back, it’ll be for good.”
Her brown eyes are luminous with a sheen of tears that sends pangs of guilt straight to my heart.
“I know. I know you’ll be back. It’s just scary.” She shrugs and then smirks, “Maybe I’m just used to regular sex now. What am I going to do without you now?”
I pull her into my arms and kiss her temple. “We have our letters, princess. I’ll write all the time. And put as much dirty stuff in there as I can. I promise.” I give a dry chuckle and tighten my arms around her. “We’re going to make it through this. And then we’ll have forever.”
She snuggles into me and kisses the side of my neck. “And then we’ll have forever.”
“Bri, I think you need to check in. We’re running a little behind,” Sophie interrupts looking guilty and anxious.
“Yeah, I got you sis.” I kiss Reina’s forehead again and then pull back.
“I love you so damn much,” I whisper.
“I love you, too, soldier boy,” she murmurs.