Roommates

Chapter 3

Kai pov

Watching the bacon fall from her cute pouty lips was borderline theatrical. She looks at me with her beautiful golden brown eyes, encased in the thickest black eye lashes I've ever seen a girl have, without using those fake ones. Ren is truly one of the sexiest women I've ever met.

"What are you even saying to me right now, Kai? Can't I live my best life and not think about what happened last night?" She mumbles as she puts all her focus on her plate. Sighing, I decide to let it go, for now. Knowing her, she probably thinks this is a game to me. No matter what I do or say, she never takes it seriously. I refuse to let her brush off last night.

Now that I know how she feels in my arms, how she sounds when I touch her just right. How she looks when she falls apart for me, and how her body shakes when things become too much for her. I won't let her go, I can't.

It has been years of watching her grow both physically and mentally. Watching my shy little, pretty Ren, who always reminded me of a little bunny as kids. Turn into this confident, alluring, goddess of a woman.

We finish our breakfast in a comfortable silence, at least comfortable for me. Ren stands up before she can finish chewing the last bit of her food. She grabs her dishes and goes to the sink, starting to gather all the dishes I used to cook.

"Since you cooked, I guess it's only fair, I clean up." she mumbles, still not looking at me. I sigh and stuff the last of my mood in my mouth, watching her move around the kitchen. I took in her short, full body. Her chestnut brown skin is on full display since she is wearing the smallest of booty shorts and a tank top that barely stops above her belly button. A belly button that is decorated by a gold piercing with a cat dangling from it, white diamonds as the eyes and the top piece of the piercing. Her skin is scattered with seemingly random tattoos, a few on one leg, a couple on the other, one on her left shoulder, and a big one on her right arm. I was there for all of them, sitting next to her, holding her hand for the first couple, and moral support after.

I take in her thick thighs, thighs I would happily suffocate between to get a taste from her. Her short thick legs lead to wide hips, with a bubble butt that isn't huge but big enough and fits her body perfectly. She has the cutest little stomach pudge that she likes to push out when she thinks she ate too much and calls it her food baby.

She turns to me, looking at me for the first time since I last spoke. "Are you done? Can I take that?" She asks me, already grabbing my dishes before I can answer. She is stress cleaning, she's already gathered the dishes I used this morning, but now she's running out the kitchen, probably to grab any cups or bowls that may have been left through the house. Although I already cleaned up last night's mess, she probably has a cup or 2 in her room. She likes to take multiple drinks in her room at night. Water, juice, and something with carbonation, she says she needs the variety when she wakes up at night thirsty.

She comes back in the kitchen with 4 different cups, all with lids and straws. I can't see from here, but I'm pretty sure each of those straws have bite marks on them from when she suddenly has the urge to bite something. She really is too cute to handle, and tries really hard to hide it.

As she dumps all the dishes by the since, organizing them in a way that only makes sense to her, I stand up and walk over to her.

"Ren?" I wait for a response.

"Reneah." quiet again.

"Reneah Drovani. If you don't answer me, Imma have to get physical." At this, I get a scoff but she continues washing, leaning down to load them in the dishwasher to dry. As she leans over to drop a plate in the dishwasher, I grab her. Grabbing her hips I pulled her away from the sink and into me, her back pressed firmly to my chest. She makes a noise of annoyance as her hands cover mine on her hips, trying to pull me off. When that doesn't work she huffs and tries to step away from me.