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As always, the bed is neatly made up. Windows open.
Fresh sheets and fresh air.
It’s dark inside the room. Riley digs a box of matches out of his nightstand and lights the same candle he had burning the other night.
The scent of coconut blooms between us.
“That smells so good. Tropical but not overly fruity. It’s elegant.”
Riley crosses the room to pull me against him, palming my ass as he buries his head in my neck. “I had Mom come up with the scent based on that body wash you always used. Still use.”
My heart twists. I scoff, glad it’s dark. Maybe Riley won’t see that my eyes are wet. “Riley Dixon, are you obsessed with me?”
“How obvious I gotta be, Legs?” He draws his nose up my neck. The scrape of his scruff against my skin sends a burst of arousal straight to my clit. “Trust me?”
Like I could say no with his hands on my body and his mouth on my throat. “Yes.”
Thunder booms, making me jump. Riley stills me with his hands, pressing my crotch against his one last time before his hands head south. Kissing my mouth, he fists the fabric of my dress in his hands and draws it up over my hips. His tongue licks into my mouth for one deep, slow stroke before he pulls back and tugs the dress over my belly and breasts. I hold up my hands and let him pull it over my head.
He steps back. His eyes reflect the candle’s flame as they rake down my body. I’m wearing a boring nude strapless bra—no choice there with the dress I wore—but an absurdly tiny thong. Black lace, cute bows at the centimeter-wide strings that wrap around my hips.
Riley’s Adam’s apple bobs. He reaches down to adjust himself.
I reach behind me and unhook my bra. It falls to the floor at my feet.
“Fuck.” His gaze moves to my bare breasts. “Fuck, honey. You got the prettiest tits I ever seen.”
Grinning, I take one in my hand and circle my thumb over my nipple. His jaw ticks.
God, I love getting a rise out of him.
“You gonna come play?” I tease. My pussy throbs as I move to my other nipple. “Or are you just going to stand there and stare?”
His expression sharpens. He lunges for me. Loops a finger into the strap of my thong and gives it a vicious tug. There’s a small tearing noise, and then the thong’s at my feet too, most likely mangled beyond repair.
His fingers skate over my pubic hair as he looks me in the eye. Lips curled in a smirk, eyes hot. The picture of male cockiness.
“I’mma play, princess.” His fingers part me. I go up on my toes as he glides his fingertips into my arousal, sucking in a breath. “In ways you never played before. Get on the fucking bed.”
I roll my hips against his hand. He’s pressing the pad of his middle finger against my clit. “I want—”
“I know what you want. Get on the fucking bed, Lu, and spread your legs so I can give it to you.”
And then, just as he circles my clit more intently, more firmly, he pulls his hand away. I cry out. His smirk grows as he presses a hard, scruffy kiss to my mouth.
I want to smack that smirk off his face.
Instead, I find myself crawling onto his bed. I want more of whatever he was just about to give me, and if obeying him is the way to get it, so be it. The duvet is soft and cool, an arousing counterpoint to the white-hot need coursing through me. Sitting up against the pillows by the headboard, I do as he tells me and let my legs fall apart.
He watches me from the foot of the bed. I watch him as he shoulders out of his jacket, then unbuttons his cuffs and rolls up the sleeves of his crisp white shirt.
His shoulders strain against the fabric. The white makes him look especially tan. Especially proper.
But knowing the improper things we’re about to do—
“Hot.” I can’t help it. I reach down and touch myself. “You’re so hot, Riley. Everything you do. I’ve never been more turned on in my life.”
His lips twitch. “Thank you. Now stop fucking touching yourself. You don’t come until I’m inside you. Then—I promise—it’ll be the best orgasm of your life. But you gotta be patient.”
“But you just said you didn’t want to waste time—”
“Wasting your time and taking your time are two totally different things.” He kneels between my legs. Palming my knees, he guides them even wider. “So let’s take our time. Ain’t no rush.” He leans in to kiss me. Takes deep pulls of my lips and mouth while he cups my breast. Plays with my nipple. Then he brings that hand to my face. Thumbs my bottom lip. “Open. I’m going to put my fingers inside, and I want you to suck on them.”
