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“Have you been drinking?” she finally asked, making me scowl.
“No. Why?”
“You’re acting weird,” she teased, but her voice was strained. “Whatareyou asking? You want me to touch you?”
“I don’t know what I want,” I whispered, holding her gaze. “I just needsomething, Riley. You make everything okay. I can be myself around you, and you never make me feel stupid for it.”
I could tell she wanted to ask me what was wrong for the millionth time, but she decided against it as she finished stripping down to her panties, not caring about being exposed. She grabbed a shirt and pulled it over her head, my eyes lingering on her naked skin and dropping to her thighs as she covered herself. I wanted to feel her smooth skin against mine.
She turned the lamp on before switching the main light off and locking the door, climbing over me to get into bed, and laying down beside me.
“I need more than that, Lou. I don’t want to do the wrong thing.” She sighed once she was comfortable and placed a hand on my thigh, facing me. My body tensed at her touch and she immediately pulled back, but I reached out to grab her wrist, holding her in place.
“No, it’s okay,” I insisted, making her snort.
“It’s not. You don’t want this, and you’re not into girls. Trust me, I’d be really excited if you were, but…”
“Kiss me,” I blurted out, making her pause. “Like at that party. I liked that.”
“You want me to kiss you?” she asked slowly, not seeming to believe me. “Are you sure? I don’t want you changing your mind and freaking out on me. What about Stan?”
“Just kiss me, Riley,” I said softly. “Please.”
“Damn, okay. If you’re sure it’s what you want,” she said as if it were a chore, but heat filled her eyes as I licked my lips nervously. I was surprised when she reached out to cup my cheek before leaning in to brush her lips against mine, keeping her touches light to give me plenty of time to change my mind. I expected her to be rougher, like last time.
When I relaxed and teased her lips with my tongue, she groaned and opened her mouth for me, placing her free hand on my waist to give me a gentle squeeze. A low chuckle left her as I gasped when her teeth nipped at my lower lip. “You like that?”
I nodded, lifting a hand to her hair to run my fingers through the soft strands. I gave it a light tug and a curse left her lips. “Unless you want me to fuck you for the next three hours, I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”
“You like your hair being pulled?” I questioned curiously, feeling like a damn virgin all over again as she peered at me with laughter in her eyes. I knew she wasn’t making fun of me though. She wasn’t like that.
“I like lots of stuff in bed. I’m definitely more of a giver and you’ve always given me pillow princess vibes, which totally works for me.”
“Do I want to know what that even means?” I asked, my skin tingling as she ran her hand under my shirt, her fingers teasing my heated skin just below my breasts.
“You like receiving more than giving,” she said with a grin. “There’s no shame in that. Lots of people like that.”
“Did you just call me lazy in bed?” I asked with disbelief, but she just laughed.
“Hey, I’ll never judge you for enjoying laying on your back and getting off a million times. Everyone loves orgasms.”
“But you don’t? Since you like giving?” I asked as I tried to understand, but she let out a groan.
“It turns me on to make someone else feel good. I’ve come before while eating pussy. It’s so fucking good.” I didn’t know how to reply to that so I didn’t. She seemed deep in thought for a second before tilting her head and looking at me with a curiousness in her eyes. “What’s with all the questions tonight?”
I ran a hand over my face and she shuffled back, giving me space. “Maybe this is a bad idea. I don’t want to hurt you, and I’m not chasing anything more. I’m in a relationship already, but…”
“How about you tell me what you want, and you let me worry about my feelings?” She scoffed, her tone becoming flat. “If you’re willing to cheat on your boyfriend, it means he’s being a dick. I’m more than happy to get on board with that kind of revenge plan.”
“I don’t want to pull you along. I haven't forgotten about the last time when we kissed and I upset you with a similar situation. I don’t want you feeling like you're good enough to be a side piece and nothing more.” I cringed at how much I was messing this up. “I don’t want to talk about Stan right now. I just want to feel good.”
“Tell me what you want,” she murmured, brushing my hair from my face affectionately.
“Can I touch you?” I eyed her chest, not at all surprised when she pulled her shirt over her head without shame, exposing herself to me without hesitation. She was completely comfortable with her body, and I envied her for it. I hated my body being on display.
She grabbed my hand, pulling it towards her chest, and I gave her a gentle squeeze as the smooth, hot skin connected with my palm. Her lips met mine again, her voice soft as she spoke against them. “You can touch me wherever you fucking want, baby.” Then she kissed me hard.
I kissed her back, a shudder rolling through her as I ran my thumb across her peaked nipple. I did it again, feeling more confident as she cursed into my mouth. I pushed her back so I could wrap my lips around her nipple instead, her fingers threading through my hair as she let out a sound of frustration.
