Free Perfect Fit by Taige Crenshaw

They hadn’t said a word since leaving Bella’s. The sexual tension Regina felt between them was the one she craved. She paused by the stairs and waited for him to close the door and set the alarm. When she heard that familiar beep, her pulse increased, and she got even wetter. The tread of Spencer’s steps as he approached echoed as he came closer. Her heart seemed to beat with each step. Spencer touched her bare back just above the waist and she shivered, already primed and ready for him.
    “Night, Reggie,” he whispered, then patted her back and passed her going up the stairs.
    Disbelief made her stare after him. Then she spoke. “ You’re going to bed ? ”
    “Yes. Alone,” he said firmly. “Sleep well, Reggie.”
    He reached the landing and went towards the guest room. Regina gripped the railing and shook her head. No, he did not just leave me here alone and horny. She marched up the steps, then paused on the landing, staring down the hall to where he was staying. The door was closed and the lights out. She knew there was no way he had undressed and gone to bed that quickly. He was sending her a message. One she didn’t appreciate. Fury filled her, mixing with her need. Regina turned on her heels and went to the master bedroom. She turned off the hall light, then looked around at the comfortable oasis lit by the night lights throughout the room they had made together. Yet it was empty of her other half. Her shoulders slumped, and she went to the adjoining bathroom and turned on the light before stripping. She took a quick shower and when she got out, she towelled off then reached for her nightgown. She changed her mind and left it, going out and turning off the light, then going to the bedroom door and opening it partially. She knew Spencer, and he’d do as he had done every night since they’d got back together. Even in their worst moments he would do it.
    Regina went back to the bed and sprawled naked in the centre. She opened her legs and ran her hand down her chest. She played with her nipples, moaning as she tweaked them. Unconsciously, she closed her eyes as she revelled in her touch. It wasn’t the hand she wanted on her, but it would do for now. Hearing a whisper of a groan, she slanted open her eyes and saw him standing in the shadows of the doorway. Regina licked her lips then moved her hand lower over her stomach. She touched along the top of her bare mound, then down, moving in slow motions. She heard another groan that was again quickly cut off. Widening her legs, she slid her fingers just on the top of her pussy lips. Whimpering, Regina shivered, then used her fingers to spread herself open. She hoped he could see her, wet and needing him.
    She plucked at her hardened clit, stroking it firmly in a motion she knew he liked to use when he licked her.
    “ Please .” The whispered word was so quiet, it was almost as if she’d imagined it, but she knew she hadn’t.
    Moving her hands lower, she sank three fingers inside her pussy and rocked against them.
    “Yes,” she moaned loudly, her body aflame.
    She rubbed her thumb on her clit and plunged her fingers in and out quickly, striving for release. Regina clenched her ass and rocked into her hand. She pushed faster, wanting so much more.
    Shaking, she gritted out, “Ahhhh…” She breathed harder as she moved with her touch, imagining it was him touching her, tasting her, sharing this with her. She stiffened as the ball of need filled her belly then splinted, driving her over into release. “Spencer!” she screamed, coming and continuing her caress. “Come to me, Spencer,” she demanded.
    She stilled, then slowly pulled her damp fingers from inside her pussy. She opened her eyes and licked her fingers clean, focusing on them as she did so. Regina stared at the empty doorway and frowned. She sat up, disbelief filling her. She knew he had been there. Glancing lower, she noticed the bottle of water on the floor and she smiled, lying back