No Feelings Allowed (Raihan x OC, NSFW)

06 - Teasing and Pleasing (18+M)

I made some changes to previous chapters! :D I added songs! And a quote xD I'll be adding songs from now on~

Now for the fun--no kiddies allowed ;)

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Samantha let out a relaxed sigh as she stirred from her nap, which she knew to be short based on the fact her partner was still snoozing next to her, and the clock on his night stand read only 2 AM—only about thirty minutes from when they'd finished their latest bout of love-making. Or rather, she should just say sex, since there was no love to it. Most might find that it made things less enticing, but, frankly, it just made it better for her—a lot more than she expected. It also confirmed it hadn't been a fluke the first time, nor had her enjoyment. She wasn't completely crazy then for acting like some addict all the last week, craving for this exact moment when the pristine specimen sleeping soundly next to her had ravaged her completely and filled her senses with unimaginable pleasure. Oh, yes, Raihan had fulfilled her needs quite well tonight, and she liked to think by his content face she'd done the same.

Reaching over slowly, the redhead traced the exposed muscles of his abdomen, enjoying the feel of the firm bumps of his six pack. His lower body was sadly covered by the sheets, the two of them having opted to be totally comfortable after they were done. That was fine, though; it let her mind wander and let her focus on his torso, which was wide and warm and better than any Pokégram model she'd ever followed. It was a wonder how they managed to keep from eating each other before reaching his door, their night club banter having continued all the way from the bar to the door knob, at which point his mouth was on hers, and any talking was in the form of moans and gasps.

Samantha chuckled, recalling the whole ordeal to get here. She could still recount the wide eyes of the girl-squad she'd been a part of when she waltzed by with Raihan. To her delight they bust out into cheers and whoops, and even gave an affectionate "you bitch no way" that she took in stride. It had reminded her of Darcy, who would no doubt shed a tear of pride once she told her about it. She'd probably even say Raihan's little rescue at the bar was smooth as all get out, and she had to agree. It had also been quite the turn on now she thought about it. She wasn't one to rely on a man to solve her problems, but Raihan coming up behind, growling at the interloper and staking his claim had given her a skip in her step as they left, her things in tow. Once again, Reggie winked, and the rest was lost to the blur of lust and carnal pleasures.

Now here she was, enjoying his bare skin, the dark color standing out against the white sheets. His hair was like he always had it, tied in dreads that resembled spikes, and the side of his head shaved down. He didn't have a beard to match, but his jawline was sharp enough it didn't detract from the attraction. She almost dared to say he was perfect in looks, and his personality was just on the cusp. She liked to imagine if he did want to date, she probably would have thrown away her inhibitions just for his wit.

Reality was plenty sweet, though, and Samantha found herself pulled free of her thoughts as Raihan stirred, making a soft groan, and opening an eye to lazily look her way. Her hand paused and he chuckled, turning onto his side so he could return the favor, tracing along her hips.

"Don't stop now, love. I was enjoying the attention," he purred, bracing on his elbow. She noted the sheets had slipped dangerously low, exposing the V-line that could make any woman's mouth wet—among other things.

"I wouldn't want to spoil you too much," she quipped back. "You won't want to work as hard if I reward for you the bare minimum."

His brow raised high, "'Bare minimum'. Oh, you are asking for trouble, Sammy-girl. That little Empress in you is coming out."