Jayla Santiago's POV

"Temah this is such a bad idea!" I whisper-yell, down the phone.

"Is his son in the house?" She asks.

"No... he is at his mother's house" I respond.

"And the dog is asleep?" She asks.

"Yeah. Sound." I respond.

"Then what is it?" She asks, exasperated.

"I'm... ugh I'm nervous!" I respond, face palming.

Temah sighs.

"Jay... you seduce and kill unsuspecting men for a living. This is just like that, without the killing part" she tells me.

"But I didn't feel anything for those men" I tell her.

She sighs.

"You can do this Jay. I ain't need to give you lessons on how to seduce a man. 'specially one that is so willing" she tells me.

I nod as if she can see me.

"You're right" I breath.

I cut the call and look in the bedroom mirror.

I am wearing a red lacy set, that leaves hardly anything to the imagination, every detail outlined.

I turn my body so that I can look at my ass, which is hardly covered in the skimpy fabric.

I take a deep breath and steel my nerves, wrapping the bathrobe around me and tying it up.

I make my way down to Luis' room and knock the door.

"Yeah" his voice responds, from the other side.

I open the door and walk into the room.

Luis' eyes, immediately snap towards me, the several sheets in his hand and strewn across his king sized bed quickly forgotten.

"What's this?" He asks, softly, his voice already husky, his eyes shamelessly trailing me.

"What do you think, this is?" I ask, with a small smile.

"C'mere" he says.

That was easy!

Or so I thought.

I crawl up onto his bed and towards him.

Once I am close enough, he grabs my thighs, pulling me in, to straddle him.

I gasp in shock at how quick he is.

"What is this?" He repeats.

I start to speak, when he tugs the belt of my bathrobe free, exposing me.

His eyes move along my body slowly, leaving heat in its path.

His eyes meet mine before he speaks.

"Are you trying to seduce me?" He asks.

Suddenly, words don't seem to form in my head.

He snatches me closer to him, so that I'm directly on top of his tenting pants.

I bite my lip to hold in a gasp.

"Answer" he demands, lowly.

I nod.

He slips the robe off so that he can get a better look.

"I like this" he says, fingers trailing down my chest, to my abdomen and then my pelvic area.

I shiver.

"It's my favourite colour on you... but you knew that already." He says and I nod.

He leans forwards and presses a kiss to my collarbone.

I dip my head back willingly giving him broader access.

He moves to my neck, doing the same.

"Did you break up with your boyfriend?" He asks.

I shake my head.

"He's not my boyfriend" I sigh, trying to maintain control of my voice.

He smirks and brushes a lock of hair out of my face.

I lean into his touch and without warning, he wraps his huge hand around my throat, choking me.

"I don't want to be a rebound, Jayla" he tells me.

A grin starts to form on my face as his grip gets tighter, my nails digging into his forearm as want and need coil deeper in my lower stomach.

"Luis!" I gasp.

"What, you like that?" He mutters into my ear.

I nod eagerly and he chuckles.

"You haven't changed at all" he says and I smile.

He suddenly lets go and after I'm done, regaining my breath, I pout, looking into his eyes.

"Please, Luis. I'm sorry" I tell him.

He says nothing.

I start unbuttoning his shirt and he lets me, giving way to exposure of his extremely solid form.

When I'm done, he shrugs it off and I kiss his neck.

Then his shoulder.

Then his chest.

And then his stomach, my lips stopping at his waistband.

Before I can move further, he grabs my face and lifts my body up, laying me  on my back.

I wrap my legs around his hips and I feel him press himself into me.

"You didn't answer my question properly" he tells me, thumbs hooking at the side of my underwear, as he pulls it down.

"Luis, can't we just talk about this later?" I ask, trying to change the subject, desperation becoming evident in my tone.

"Are you sure you want this?" He asks.

He hasn't changed.

"Yes." I respond.

He nods, taking a rubber out of his nightstand drawer and puts it on, expertly, positioning himself at my naked entrance.

He look into my eyes as he slowly slips into me.

I let out a small squeak as his huge size fills me up.

My eyes immediately flutter shut, arching my body towards him, head dropping back.

He grabs my face and jerks it towards his.

"Look at me, Jayla" he says, moving deeper.

I bite my lip to hold in a gasp.

"Y-you're, I- I" I try to say, but words don't come out.

"Shhh, just look at me, Jayla" he mutters into my ear.

I look up at him and he starts to move, eyes burning into mine.

I gasp as he pins my hands up, my fingers entwined with his.

Face in my neck, he starts to pick up speed, rugged groans escaping his lips.

"Fuck" he growls, shocking me.

I hardly ever hear him curse.

I giggle slightly and he picks up the pace.

"Luis!" I moan.

He doesn't slow down for a second, fist in my dreads, his other, pinning down my  hips, then hooking behind my leg and raising it until he's able to shrug it over his shoulder and the repeating the action with my other leg.

I let out a scream when he plunges all the way through without warning and I feel his smirk against my ear as I finish.

But that doesn't stop him.

My new bra flung off, and now in shreds, his lips fastened on my nipple, sucking as if it'll disappear.

He continues until I reach a new high.

A sheen of sweat coats his back from the effort, and I kiss his ear.

"You can finish" I tell him.

I can tell he is close, and I've never been a selfish lover.

"Nah. I'll wait for you to finish" he responds.

Neither has he.

As promised, he lets me achieve another toe-curling finish and then does the same.

He pulls out, removing the rubber and going into the bathroom to clean himself up.

I find my now disheveled robe on the floor and I slip into it, ready to use the bathroom and go back to my room and leave him with his privacy.

I go to the guest bathroom and pee, before cleaning myself up and I step out of the bathroom at the same time as Luis steps out of his.

I feel my cheeks heat with blush as we make eye contact and I shift in attempt to move to my room.

"Where'd you think you're going?" Luis asks.

I whip around to face him.

"Come to bed" he says, nodding in the direction of his room.

I nod and follow him, internally screaming.

He's probably just being a gentleman, Jayla!

I tell myself.

I walk into his room, remove my clothes and slip back under the bow messy covers, pieces of paper all over the floor.

He wraps a huge arm around my hips lazily tracing soft circles on my thigh.

"You're able to walk straight, so clearly I need improvement" he says out of the blue, making me choke.

I retrieve my previous statement.

"Luis!" I 'scold'.

He chuckles.

"Next time, I'll make sure, I work harder." He says to me bluntly.

"N-next time?" I ask with a stutter.

He nods.

"Yes. There will be a best time" he finalises.

I bite my lip, thinking of what else we'll do.

Soon enough, I drift off into a deep and comfortable sleep.

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