REIKA

TWENTY-SIX

After Alban left my room, I took a shower again and went to bed, but I couldn't sleep. About three hours later, I stood up and looked for him, just to find him sitting on the sofa, with the tablet in his hands, intensely reading something.

"Alban..."

"Reika? What are you doing up? Go to rest." Alban put the tablet aside, stood, and walked to me. "You need to rest. The pup will take a lot from you. Are you hungry?" Alban hugged me and I could feel his love in that embrace.

"I can't sleep well knowing you are angry with me," I confessed.

"No! I'm not angry with you. I just need some time to figure some things out." He hugged me tighter. "It's me who I'm frustrated with. Never you, babe."

"It's ok if you aren't happy with what I asked, you don't have to do it. We can talk about it and figure something else out."

"I'm lucky to have this chance with you. Believe me, I won't toss it all away for a couple of suits. I just need to learn how things work in your world. Be patient with me, Ok?"

I nodded against his chest. Just like Jules said, we would both make sacrifices so we can harvest something beautiful.

Alban took me back to bed and hugged me until he thought I was sleeping. After that, he sat next to me with the tablet and continued reading. I took a small peek and saw he was trying to read about business. I understood then that Alban had been trying to learn about my job, even before I asked him to work for me. It must have been something Emmett told him.

We spent the next couple of days doing the same. It became our routine, and we all were comfortable with it. The morning laughter during breakfast, the calls at lunchtime, the coming home from work, and having dinner together, all came naturally. Every night we would have some time for the two of us and when he thought I was sleeping, Alban would read and study business during most of the night, and then we would welcome a new day while hugging each other.

Morning came and Alban had fallen asleep, sitting with the tablet in his hand, as he had in the past days. I helped him lie down, and he hugged me, spooning me like we usually do.

During this morning, our soft kisses and touches soon became heated, and we ended up having lazy sex, with his fingers softly rubbing circles around my clit and his cock slowly thrusting into me from behind. Both of us were laying on our side and half asleep.

The moment a powerful orgasm made my walls pulse around Alban, he fastened his pace. I felt my eyes roll as his cock deliciously pressed against the right spot, over and over.

"Uuhh! I'm gonna fucking cum..." he whispered next to my ear in between his soft moans, before stopping his thrust and stilling inside me. I just stayed there, enjoying the feeling of his cock's throbbing and the last contractions of my wall slowly calm.

"I'm thirsty." My voice sounded hoarse, and I rubbed my eyes. The morning light was bothering me.

Fucking sun!

"I'll get you water," Alban said with his raspy morning voice and stood with a groan. Pulling his gray pants on, he accommodated that enormous dick of his over his left thigh, leaving a mark, wet, veiny bulge over his leg.

I followed him with my gaze until he left the room and then closed my eyes. I could hear Alban's lazy steps walking towards the kitchen when the elevator doors opened, and I heard a loud gasp.

"Holy fuck!" Alban screamed, and it sounded like he had fallen to the floor.

"What the fuck is that?" My dad screamed and next to him, I heard a snort followed by a chuckle that could have come from only one person.