Chapter Thirty-Two
KIERAN
I’m usedto torturing people, not suffering through torture. But it seems Riley Walsh is my personal brand of torture. Untangling myself from her arms when the sun hasn’t even risen is hell, and it’s safe to say I’m starting to crack.
The last few mornings, I’ve forgone my morning workout to stay in bed with my arms wrapped around her warm body, watching as the sun slowly starts to stream in through the curtains. But my work never sleeps, and now that Ronan has stepped back, I need to step up. So, I force myself to pull on a pair of workout shorts and hit the gym.
It feels good to get the blood pumping and work up a sweat, despite having done just that every night since Riley and I made up.
But I refuse to go soft just because I’ve got a girl in my life. My brothers wouldn’t let me live it down. So, to prove a point to myself, I pick up a heavier set of dumbbells for each of my exercises and push myself even harder than usual.
Once my shirt is soaked through with sweat, I sneak back upstairs to take a shower.
Riley is still fast asleep, curled up into a ball beneath the covers.
I chuckle as I catch the sound of her soft snores. I’m definitely going to tease her about that later.
Slipping out of my workout stuff, I step under the scalding hot water and quickly rinse off.
I’ve got a long day of meetings ahead of me scheduled all over the city at our family’s various establishments, but the sooner I get them over with, the sooner I can get back to my girl.
I’m standing under the spray with my eyes closed as the water streams down my face when the door creaks open.
“Hey,” Riley’s voice cuts through the steam, soft but steady.
I open my eyes to find her leaning against the doorframe, completely naked.
“Shouldn’t you be asleep?” A smirk pulls at my mouth as I eye her mouth-watering curves.
“You tell me.” Her eyes flick to my hardening cock.
“I think you’ve had enough sleep.”
She laughs before stepping into the shower without waiting for an invitation.
Her soft hands run up and down my chest as I move to grip her waist, squeezing gently as I admire how her nipples start to harden.
“I can’t get enough of you,” I groan as I reach up to palm one of her breasts.
“Mmm…” Riley’s head falls back on her shoulders. “Me neither.”
“You’re going to get me in trouble for being late to my meeting.” I rub my thumb back and forth over her nipple.
“Well, how long have you got until you need to go to work?” Riley looks up at me under her lashes. Her eyes are already glazing over, and my cock twitches as I fight the need to reach between her legs.
But not yet. I want to tease her a little longer.
“That depends…”
“On?”
“Many things.” I lean in to kiss her jaw.
Riley arches into my touch as my hands roam down her back until I’m cupping her ass.
“But for the right price, I can be willing to skip my first meeting.”
Riley squirms in my arms, causing the head of my cock to rub against her stomach, and I let out a low groan as my hips buck against her.
