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Riley’s hands grip my shoulders, her nails digging into my flesh enough to leave her mark on me as I thrust upward, meeting her frantic pace. I swallow her moans with my lips pressed against hers. She grips my lower lip between her teeth before licking away the sting.
I’m not sure I can hold off my own release for much longer. I focus on my thrusts and the way her face relaxes in pleasure. I know she is close, too. I bring one hand to her clit and move my fingers in a circular motion, applying more and more pressure. The more pressure I apply, the quicker her breaths get. Her hips jerk against my touch.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Riley shouts as she throws her head back, and I follow her over the edge, releasing inside her.
We stay there, my cock still buried inside her and our chests rising and falling in unison.
“If that’s not enough to celebrate life, then I’m not sure what is,” she laughs.
I quickly flip her onto her back. Light shines in through her window, leaving a sudden glow around her brown hair, which fans out over the bedspread, making her look like an angel—she’s my angel.
“I’m more than up for spending the rest of the evening just like that. Feeling alive, feeling this, feeling you.”
“I think I can definitely get on board with that.”
Chapter 37
Cooper
“Cooper,stop,”Rileygiggles,squirming in my lap as I continue to tickle her. Her giggle is literal music to my ears, a reminder we’re alive.
“Well, that’s what you get when you steal food off my plate.” The girl has her own plate of food in front of her, and she has the nerve to steal mine.
When we woke up this morning, the entire house was still silent. I’m not sure what time everyone got home from the wake, but clearly, rest was needed by all. Yesterday was extremely emotional, and I have to say I’m impressed that somehow Riley and I pulled ourselves out of bed. Riley didn’t go on her run first thing this morning, but I’m not going to let her get out of it completely. We can go together later.
I could get used to this—enjoying coffee and making breakfast together every morning. We are currently sitting at the table in her breakfast nook. I totally understand why Riley says it’s one of her favorite things about the house.
We both freeze and quietly observe Austin as he shuffles into the kitchen, running his hands over his face and through his hair. Poor guy looks like he went to an all-night rager. He walks almost on autopilot straight to the coffee maker. To be honest, I’m not even sure he notices us as he breathes a sigh of relief.
“Oh, thank fuck, y’all left me some.” After making himself a mug, he spins to face us. “I think I need to move out or vice versa because you two fuck like rabbits, and I need my beauty sleep.”
“Oh shit,” I mutter.
“Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for the two of you working past your shit and all, but seriously. Like, can y’all go five minutes without, ya know…” He trails off into his cup of coffee as he takes a sip.
“I’m sorry.” Riley looks up, sticking her bottom lip out in a pout.
I lose my focus on her mouth when her elbow rams into my rib cage, and I hiss at the contact. She gives me a stern look, and her eyes dance between me and Austin.
“Yeah, man. Umm, sorry about that.” With one arm still perched on her thigh, I reach forward, grabbing the plate from the other end of the table and holding it in front of us as a peace offering.
Austin’s eyes light up when he takes in the plate of crisp bacon.
He closes the distance and walks over to the table, stealing a few pieces and shoving them in his mouth as he takes a seat beside us.
“Between you two and those other horndogs, I seriously thought about going to sleep at my parents’ last night.”
Riley sputters in her coffee, and my eyes widen at the mention of Ace and Sutton.
“You know,” I speak up. “Maybe he has a point, though.”
Riley whips her head around, and I’m surprised she didn’t get whiplash because I’m pretty sure I did.
“A point about what?” She frowns, creating a crease between her brows. “And the next words out of your mouth better not be about my sister and your friend getting down and dirty.” Riles lets out a visible shudder.
I have to smother a laugh before she smacks me, so instead, I clarify. “Getting our own place.”
“What?” she screeches, clearly not expecting that. “You can’t be serious.”
