Chapter 263 - 262: She Understood It All
Rex laughed under his breath. "Ohhh, but if I remember correctly," he began, tone wicked, "it was you who refused to admit defeat, asked for round two, and mounted—"
"Stop. Stop!" she yelped, mortified, and pounced on him, trying to smother his mouth with her hand. "Don’t say it!"
Rex let out a muffled laugh as she tackled him, her hair falling forward, wild and slightly tangled from the night. He caught her effortlessly, his hands slipping around her waist as he rolled them slightly so she was straddling him.
She was glaring at him, cheeks burning, her hand still over his mouth. But her flushed face, the tousled strands framing it, those slightly parted red lips—it was almost too much.
He reached up, cupped her face, and kissed her deeply.
Her eyes widened for a second, her hand frozen in place... but then slowly, her fingers slid away, and her lips softened against his. For a moment, everything else faded. Just warmth. Breath. A slow, consuming kiss.
And though his hands roamed her sides, fingers brushing bare skin, he didn’t push for more. He just held her close, kissed her like they had all the time in the world, and let the moment stretch.
Suddenly, the phone rang again, still Monica’s. She opened her eyes mid-kiss, startled, and tried to pull away.
Riiing!
""Rex—wait...My phone," she mumbled against his lips, eyes narrowing in focus as the forgotten ringtone finally settled into silence.
You can check that later, we’re having a moment." he replied without even thinking, and pulled her in a kiss again.
His grip around her tightened, one arm curled firmly around her waist while the other hand wandered upward with increasing boldness, fingers tracing the delicate slope of her back before daring to brush the edge of her chest. Monica gasped, then glared at him through her flushed face, half scandalized, half breathless.