𝗦𝗘𝗫𝗧, reece king

35. please just leave

a day or two had gone by since reece arrived into los angeles. the weather had suddenly, yet quickly, turned ugly. the bright clear skies were covered by dark grey clouds. reece and sarai were snuggled closely together in her bed, as rain poured outside.

she reached into the bowl of popcorn, which she had insisted on mixing hot cheetos with, and picked up a few pieces. as she went to put the food into her mouth, the thunder storm that was occurring strikes again. it was loud and enough to make her jump.

"are you okay?" asked reece who chuckled, as he pulled her legs over his.

"i just get really-" boom! "scared."

he kissed her cheek. "you're such a baby."

"it's not-" boom! boom! boom! "funny!"

despite how frightened she looked, reece couldn't help but laugh. "it is just a little bit."

saraí glared at him and tried to wiggle herself out of his arms and lap. but he quickly grabbed her and reeled her back in. "no no, okay i'm sorry. it's not funny baby."

the doorbell rang. they both looked at each other. she threw off the blanket that covered them. "i'll go get it."

reece pouted his lips. "no don't leave."

"i need to see who it is." she sat up.

"who cares. they can come back another day."

while saraí tried to escape from reece's tight hold on her body, the doorbell rang another three times. she couldn't help but laugh. and i'm the baby she thought to herself.

reece dragged her back down and began kissing her neck. she gasped softly, eyes closing at the touch. his hand trailed up her body starting from her pussy to her neck, softly but firmly wrapping around it in way that turned her on.

"reece." she said softly, sighing deeply as she felt herself crumble apart piece by piece.

it rang again. two more times.

with his other hand, he spread her legs apart. since she was wearing flimsy little shorts, there was enough room to slip his fingers through the inner corner.

"baby, you aren't wearing any panties?" he asked, biting down on his lip. when she shook her head, he smiled. "do you still want to answer the door?" she shook her head again. "that's what i thought."

the doorbell echoed once more.

he sat up in front of saraí. she looked at him with the urgency of wanting more. she wanted to know what else this boy could do. reece grabbed the hem of her shorts, pulling them down to the point where he could toss them over his shoulder.

reece slowly spread her legs apart, revealing her pussy that looked to be soaked and ready for more. licking his lips, he continued to stare, admire even.

saraí stared at him. "reece, do something please."

"shush, i'm admiring the art." she couldn't help but laugh softly, not holding back the blush that took over her face.

reece really thought that a woman's intimate area was underrated. there was so much more than what other men talked about. it wasn't just about 'how bomb, whack, loose or tight' it was. it didn't matter how it looked. everyone's was different in appearance but the exact same on the inside, similar to humans. he truly appreciated how comfortable she was with being this open and bare to him.