Perfect Fit by Taige Crenshaw

lay on her, and kissed her. Regina slid her hands into his hair, holding him as she returned his kiss. Spencer clenched the fabric of the quilt thrown over the back of the couch as she thoroughly kissed him. The sensation of her tongue pushing in and out of his mouth made his thoughts fill with doing the same thing to her, but with his cock buried deep inside her pussy. Regina gently pulled back and watched him, her green eyes sparkling with mischief, tempting him down a path he knew would lead to trouble—they had before. Spencer smiled, enjoying seeing her so playful. It was such a difference from before he’d left.
    He sobered as he remembered why they were as they were today. Regina’s brow furrowed, then smoothed out, and she moved her hands down to the sides of his neck. Her fingers stroked along the base of his neck.
    “Let’s…” Regina licked her lips.
    Spencer braced for her to say something outrageous and already figured he would say no. Regret that he would filled him, but he had to. Remember the plan. Be strong and firm. Don’t give into temptation.
    “Go for a walk.”
    “N—” Spencer blinked as it registered what she’d asked. “Ummm…sure.” He was confused, but would go along with what she wanted. Out of the house would be good anyway. That way she wouldn’t try to seduce him.
    She held out one hand, wiggling her fingers. “Help me up.”
    Spencer straightened, then took her hand, pulling her up, and stepped back. He waited for her to use the opportunity to press up against him. Regina patted him on the chest and strolled past him. Spencer frowned, as she didn’t even brush against him. He watched her as she moved away from him. The shorts she wore hugged her full hips, spectacularly showcasing her ass. She smoothed along the sides of her shorts, bending slightly to tug on the edges. It was then he noticed the light brown design around the hems. She straightened, and he jerked his gaze up. Regina glanced at him over her shoulder.
    “Are you coming?”
    “Yeah.” Not the kind of coming I want to. Spencer cursed himself for even thinking it.
    He followed her to the front door. Regina pushed her feet into her shoes, then watched him, a small smile on her lips. Pocketing his keys, he opened the door and waited as she punched in the code before she went out, passing him. Spencer followed, closing the door behind them. Regina gave a small hop, making her full breasts push against the loose V-neck of her T-shirt. Spencer looked at the design on the front of the shirt, appreciating how the light brown top part of the orchid design trailed across her breasts, then down to bottom of her T-shirt, which stopped mid-thigh. He finally figured out what the design on the hem of her shorts was—it was mini embroidered orchids in the same light brown colour as on her T-shirt.
    “Been shopping again at Simply Essential , I see.” Spencer leant down and ran his fingers over the flowers at the hem of her shorts.
    “Yeah.” Regina shivered, her voice breathy, then made a purring noise.
    Spencer jerked his hand away, realising what he was doing. He silently cursed himself for it, too. The clothing from the shop was too tempting—they were not only beautifully made, but the textures of the cloth or embellishments, if there were any, made him want to touch. Spencer studied Regina, who had a small smile and mischief in her gaze. Then again, it was actually the woman wearing the clothing. He’d never been interested in touching any of the other women they knew who wore clothing made by Simply Essential .
    “Come on, let’s walk.” Regina’s soft words surprised him.
    He’d at least expected her to try to tempt him. She was doing the opposite. Spencer frowned, but Regina chuckled and pulled him down the stairs. At the bottom, she changed her hold, sliding her hand into the crook of his elbow. They went down their long driveway, then to the street. As they walked, Spencer glanced at the neighbourhood.