When he looked in through the window, he was astounded to see her topless and braless. She was standing with her back to him, eliciting wild desires in him.
He took his handkerchief from his pocket and crept into her room through the window. After s...
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As Cole lifted Reyna from the floor, she wrapped her legs around his waist. He was still deep inside her, and their lips were sealed with each other. His rings and tattooed hands were pressed against her hips.
He lay on the bed with her and pounded into her hard and fast, trying to release his stress. She moaned, fisting the mattress, and her legs were on his shoulders.
It hurt her a bit because he was so hard and rough with her for the first time, but she could take any pain to give relief to her love.
He was giving her sharp, harsh thrusts, and all she could do was scream hysterically while grabbing his neck chain and trying to draw him closer to her. Due to the intense pleasure he was giving him, she would undoubtedly break his chain today. He was just preoccupied with finding some relief from this.
He collapsed exhausted, firmly hugging her and burying his face in her chest like a baby. His inked hand was wrapped around her petite waist.
"Sleep, Baby, and everything is gonna be fine because now I'm with you." She reassured him by running her fingers through his hair before covering herself and him with the duvet.
He finally fell asleep soundly after a long period of troubled sleep because he knew his guardian Angel was now there to keep him safe from the nightmares, and she dozed off as well while caressing his hair because of the exhaustion.
Reyna had a smile on her face when she woke up the following morning because Cole had been sucking one of her nipples as a baby while sleeping, but her smile faded and her eyes became moist as she remembered what had happened the night before.
'My love is in so much pain. I don't understand what I should do to make him understand. He is punishing himself for putting me in a coma. God, please help me to heal him. I just can't see him like this." She prayed, stroking his hair, staring at him with profound concern in her eyes. She moved her face down and placed a soft kiss on his hair.
She didn't want to disturb his sleep because she knew he was sleeping peacefully after a long time, so that's why she didn't move. She kept lying there, caressing his hair and staring at the ceiling, pondering about what she could do to help him.
He awoke after an hour and raised his face from her boobs before kissing her lips chastely. He felt better after a good night's sleep.
"I'm feeling so good after a long time. But I'm sorry for last night, I was so hard," she shushed him with another kiss by clasping his face.
She whispered against his lips, caressing his stubbles. "Never say sorry for venting your stress on me. I'm glad to make you feel better. Rather, you should apologise for keeping your pain hidden from me. I don't know why I couldn't see your pain this time."
"Because I didn't let you see it, I'm sorry. I wish I could fulfil your wish to go on the bike ride with you." Every line of his face was etched with guilt and sorrow as he spoke.
