The Best Kind - Tori Young & Reg Black

[Amorentia]

The night hanging with everyone was one surprise, when Reg took me back to his place afterward it was a whole other. It wasn't the boot knocking romp that I was expecting. Somewhere up in the mix he flipped scripts on me becoming so tender it was excruciating.

His lips expertly traveled along my hip bones, and down the line of my spine. The he took over my body in such a way that it swept me away. Closing my eyes, I let it happen as his fingers splayed on the small of my back, holding me tight while he worked me with his breath leading kisses over the skin of my chest.

When my body built it was more than just physical. His tenderness aroused me with a complete pleasure more than just orgasm. His soft hair slipped between my fingers as my hand felt over his cute face, to trace over his lips before kissing him softly. As soon as my lips met his, I lost myself again. That wasn't usual for me. It was hard not to get caught up as he held me close to him, standing to lay me gently on the bed without breaking contact with my body or my lips. Building together, his fingers lightly traced up my sides. Inches from my lips he whispered, "Every inch of you is amazing"

That I knew. With a sexy smile, I told him so.

Chuckling a bit, his hands ran down my hips, my legs, and when he grazed my ankle lightly, I was gone. Without missing a beat, he cupped my ankles to wrap my legs around him.  The smooth deep strokes of his body enraptured me. My hands were my eyes over his body as I experienced a more all around intense orgasm than what any sex toy could give. I opened my eyes in time to watch through an erotic haze his face tense as he released, pleasing me that much more as I held his chiseled cheeks in my hands. Closing the small space between our lips, my fingers moved along his jaw.Giving me a charming smile, he didn't let up on game. Placing a soft kiss on my stomach, he moved to lay down beside me.

Sighing in complete gratification, I looked over at the clock seeing I only had about six hours till I was on Pack patrol. It was time to go. My down comforter and my snow goose pillows were waiting for me in my room at the Pack House. When I rolled off the bed getting dressed, I saw his eyes scoping my body. I made sure to work my sexy curves in angles that displaced them to their maximum advantage. Leaning over the bed, I trailed a finger over his jaw saying very close to his lips waiting to express my appreciation with a, "Thank you." Pressing another kiss to his lips, I smiled letting him now he made at least a small impression. I learned his name adding, "Reg."

He gave a charming wink, teasing with laugh, "I'm gonna quiz you sometime."

"We'll see." I smiled moving off the bed. "Later...." I chose to add knowing it left no commitment with no expectation while having a small opening to work through. Turning  for a moment I went ahead and answered my pop quizzing pointedly saying his name again, "Reg.."

In the days that followed, somehow we kept "running into" each other at Peni's or The Night Stand. In his foyer we were joking about how "coincidental" our lives  had became. So far the week we'd hung out had been fun. I was willing to hang when it was convenient till it wasn't anymore. By the end of end of the week I gave him my sexy smile as I picked up his cell phone. At first I typed, "T-o-r....," but he knew me by my nickname. I typed, "Little Bit," programing my number into his phone. Once finished, I set it back down where I found it as I turned to leave saying over my shoulder, "If you want to run into me."

That's how I left it. He knows where I am now and how to find me. No sooner than I closed the door my phone rang, "Holla'?" I answered.

"Wanna hang for a little bit?" Reg's voice was laughing on the other end.

Changing courses, I walked back into the house joking, "How do we keep running into each other like this?"

"I don't know, it's crazy..kismet." Reg winked a brown eye at me. The devilish charm he has was one of his greatest assets. He asked, "Wanna run into each other in my bed?" Then he held up some DVD's of the Girl's Next Door. That was well played.

Walking over, I took the DVD's from him saying, "You had me at bed. But this is good, too..." From the stairs I threw him a sexy look smiling at the almost growl he made as he chased me up the stairs for some more good loving. It was a form of loving with him - in the loosest possible terms.  Together we were making love without the love. It was the best kind.

Tori "Little Bit" Young written by Amorentia. Reg Black written by shtteredprncess. 

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