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Her jaw drops at that revelation, and she nods once, her demeanor changing instantly now that she knows this has something to do with West Point and Austin McKenna. She slips out of the room and heads to the bathroom, and I gather up the bag of discarded clothes I put in the hall earlier, doing a final sweep of her room before closing the door. I start to head toward the stairs, but before I get more than a few steps, Riley’s voice calls out from the bathroom.
“Hey, Dante. Can you help me for a second?”
“Sure, princess. What’s up?”
I drop the bag of fabric and push the bathroom door open, my eyes meeting hers in the mirror. She’s got the ring I picked out for her in her nose and the dress I chose on her body, and something hot and possessive rears up inside me at the sight. I wasn’t lying when I told her I liked seeing her in my clothes, and this feels sort of like the same thing.
She looks gorgeous.
“What do you need?” I ask, dragging my gaze back up to meet her eyes.
“I can’t reach the zipper. Can you…?”
She trails off, turning around to show me the back of the dress.
“Yeah, I’ve got you.” I step inside, pushing the thick waves of her hair aside and running a finger down the curve of her spine.
She shivers, and my cock thickens.
The tight little dress hangs open in the back, exposing all that creamy skin with nothing to block my view. No bra strap. She doesn’t need one, not with the way the dress is cut.
The zipper pull is stuck at the bottom, just over the swell of her ass.
“This what you need help with, princess?” I ask, my voice coming out husky.
She nods. “It’s stuck.”
Her skin feels smooth and satiny, and arousal burns through me when goosebumps dot her flesh as I trace the top of her thong. “It’s caught in the lace here.”
“Can you…?”
“Yeah.” I step closer, wrapping one hand around her hip as I free the zipper and start to slide it up her back. “This looks good on you,” I murmur as the two halves slowly come together, encasing her in blood-red silk.
“It… feels good,” she whispers, her body shivering slightly under my hands.
Fuck yeah, it does. My fingers brush against her skin, and I slow the pace to a crawl, dragging it out.
It feels more than good. It feels strangely intimate, even more so than sex, in a way.
Riley’s breath hitches. “Dante?”
“Yeah,” I repeat thickly, not even sure what her question was.
Hell, I’m not sure about anything with this girl.She’s not like anyone I’ve ever known, such a strange mix of strength and vulnerability. Beautiful, but with a bite to her. Irresistible.
When I’m done with the zipper, I drag my fingers higher, pushing her head to the side and baring her neck as I smooth those gorgeous waves of purple and blue hair over her shoulder. Then I drop my head and kiss the side of her neck.
Riley tenses up when my lips touch her skin, but then she makes the most delicious little sound and sways back, leaning into me. I wrap my arms around her, tugging her tighter against my body.
“You drive me fucking crazy,” I murmur, nuzzling behind her ear and drawing in a deep breath. She smells as good as she looks.
“I’m pretty sureI’mthe one going crazy,” she whispers back with a disbelieving laugh, like she can’t figure out what’s going on.
That makes two of us.
Her body may be relaxed and pliant in my arms, but her voice is strained, and I can’t blame her. She’s in a fucked-up situation that’s gotta be just as stressful as it is confusing.
This right here, though? This is simple.
