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The corner of his mouth tilts up in a sly smile, his eyes still dark as he lowers a knee to the mattress. “I’m more interested in dessert.”

I’m about to laugh at the cheesy line, but the idea is suddenly cut off when Riley grabs one of my ankles, pulling me down the bed a bit until I am flat on my back. Squealing in surprise, I am stunned into silence when Riley throws my legs over his shoulders and buries his face between them.

He sucks my nub into his mouth, and I gasp at the pleasure shooting through me, running his tongue up, growling, “I’ve been waiting for this.”

He continues to lick and suck, my chest lifting off the mattress and my hands clutching the sheets as I feel the ends of his hair tickling my inner thighs. Throwing my head back, I open my mouth, feeling the build-up, not sure if I can have another orgasm and still be able to function, but wanting more, needing more.

I need so much more I could scream.

And I do. “Fuck me! I need to feel you! Fuck me!” I’m screaming into the darkness as Riley continues to devour me between my legs until he pulls back, yanking his shirt over his head, and I am left to look up at him.

He kneels before me, my legs wide and my pussy ready for him. His muscles tense and ripple with the control he is showing right now, his fists clenched at his sides and his eyes on me as he backs off the bed, standing as he starts to slowly unbuckle his belt, pulling it out of his belt loops and throwing it over his shoulder. He then moves to undo the button on his jeans, slowly dragging the zipper down that is barely containing his erection.

My eyes zero in on that as he pulls his jeans and briefs down his muscular thighs, standing to his full height.

My breath gets lost in my throat when I see all of him, tall and muscled, his cock hard. My mouth almost waters at the sight. I didn’t think my voice could work, but I say on numb lips, “I’m protected.”

He furrows his brow, curious. “What?”

I clarify, clearing my throat. “I’m on the pill and I’m clean.”

He thinks for a moment. “You sure?”

I nod, wanting him on top of me, between my legs, behind me, in any way I could have him.

I almost expect him to jump on top of me and pile drive into me, but Riley, always so in control, grabs my ankle and holds my leg up to his face. Keeping his eyes on me, the air turns thick as he starts to pepper soft slow kisses from my ankle, leading a path up my leg, my pussy clenching with need the closer he gets until he reaches my inner thigh and stops.

Instead of continuing with his feast down there, he props my leg on his shoulder as he moves to hover me, my raised leg spreading me wide open for him. I moan as I feel the hot head of his cock graze my opening.

My hips buck up, eager to be filled by him, my opening touching his cock, and he tenses, saying softly, “Easy, girl.”

Impatience is growing, and I need to touch him. I reach up, running my hands from his firm pecs down his abs, feeling the muscle constrict under my touch when the head of Riley’s cock touches my opening again, but this time, he pushes in a bit.

I gasp at the feel of him, needing more as he continues to push into me too slowly.

With my one free leg, I dig my heel into his ass, pulling him into me until he hisses, “Fuck, Mia.”

I sigh, digging my nails into his sides when he is fully inside me. He hangs his head forward, his face tensed with control and that's not what I want. I want all of him, the controlled and the wild, and I know just by looking at him that he has a lot of wild to show.

Smoothing my hand up to grip his hair, forcing him to look at me, I tell him, “Let go. I won’t break.”

I see a snap of control, the shadows dancing across his face as he takes my other leg and puts it up to his other shoulder, pulling out of me, before driving back in an angle that's deeper than anyone else has gone before. I gasp as he lowers himself, his mouth colliding with mine until I can taste myself and him on his lips.

I moan at the taste, savouring it as I take his mouth with mine, and he continues to pull out before pushing back in. His pace is slow and deep at first until it starts to pick up, his breathing frenzied as he pounds into me so hard that I have moved up the bed. I move my hands over him, needing more. Deeper and faster.

“Harder!” I scream as my hands fist in his hair, and he growls into my mouth.

He moves faster, driving harder into me, and I meet him with every thrust. Sweat coats our skin, and the sound of our heavy breaths lingering between us until I feel his muscles get tighter and tighter around me as we both get closer and closer.

He gets faster, and I start to scream, “Oh God!” just as he pushes in one last time, screaming my name as we both came.

CHAPTER 43

RILEY

Iwake up this morning with the smell of Mia on me, rolling over to see her bare back with the bed sheet covering her ass from view. I was cursing that sheet, but couldn’t stop smiling down at Mia’s peaceful face as she slept. In the previous nights of sleeping together, I’ve only heard her sleep but never had I gotten to see her face.

Not wanting to be a creep watching her sleep, I decide to use the morning to my advantage. I considered waking her up with my mouth between her legs, but thought I’d let her sleep a bit more. That way, she would have more energy later, so I decided to start making some breakfast.

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