It took Reign a minute to respond but when he did, he returned the kiss with a deep, passionate, and aggressive manner. He slipped his hands around her neck as he kissed her with full of affection. He pinned her against the full sized window, pressing his body against her as he savoured every taste of her lips and feel her every touch. 

He stopped midway only to catch his breath and stare at her. As he watched her catch her breath, it drove him insane.

"Are you sure about this?" He whispered and instead of answering, Klein moved her hand at the back of his head and pulled him close. 

"And you? Are you sure about this?" She whispered back and he flashed a grin before closing the distance between them. 

They kissed again. His lips covered hers in a long, soft, warm kiss that left her short of breath. She tasted like vanilla and it makes him hard. 

He softly stroked her shoulders as he pulled down the strap of her dress.

His kisses went down her jaw and down to her neck which almost made her gasp. The touch of his lips against her skin felt cold but warm and moist at the same time. He left quick and wet kisses down the side of her neck and her collarbone. It is as if he's leaving traces on her body and marking it as his. 

He held her body and carried her without breaking the kiss. Klein's hands moved gently at the back of his head as she wrapped her legs around his waist. They kissed their way to the bedroom. When they got to the room, Reign gently laid her down the bed without moving away from her. 

He paused for a minute only to meet her eyes. He smiled as he stared at her. She looked beautiful in her peach dress that he refused to rip it off. After admiring her, he kissed her again and as they do, Klein helps him as he took his shirt off. 

With his free hands, he slowly lifted the hem of her dress until he could see her red undergarment. He was hard and she was wet. Their bodies drift toward each other like magnets.

His fingers traced her body as his lips were still pressed against hers. He rubbed his hand against her pussy and he could feel her undergarment getting wet. Slowly, he brought his hand down and slid it gently inside her panties. She threw her head back to feel his fingers work into her. He kisses her down her chest as his fingers start to move rhythmically inside her. She lets out a moan, grasping his hair to control him, her legs clamped around his waist nudging him closer. 

He held her hips gently as his lips went down to her pussy. She arched her back when he drove a tongue inside her. Then he thrusts his fingers back into her, hitting her in the spot that turned her soft moans into orgasm. 

Reign unzipped his jeans and took off his pants. Then he spread her legs wider and teased her by rubbing his manhood against her slit. 

It tortured her. But then it made her want him more.

"Fuck me." She begged. 

She had misty eyes and just like a glistening mirror, Reign could see himself in them.

Reign kissed her again and while he kissed her, he slowly inserted his shaft inside her. He slowly moved above her, thrusting up and down, deep and hard. A tear well up in the corner of her eye as he thrusts further and faster. Their moans fill the room as their bodies crash against each other. Her legs began to stiffen and she shuddered against him. They cum together and they screamed into orgasm, resembling their pleasure and desire. 

He was tired but he wanted more of her. He wanted every inch of her. He wanted her morning and bedtime scent, her touch, her mouth, her kisses. He wanted everything of her. Every single thing that makes her, he wanted all of it. He never wanted anyone else as much as he wanted her and it's driving him insane.