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I wish I had the balls of a mediocre white man who thinks he’s hot shit. I’d be unstoppable.
“I’m a good boy, Lex,” he tosses back. “You don’t have to worry about me.”
The life of every party and vivacious as hell with witty comebacks and a laugh that would bring any man to his knees. And if it were me down there, I’d wear a collar and crawl if she asked me to.
“I don’t have a death wish, but you might because the one who’s not giving you any attention? That’s my wife, and I don’t like when people touch what isn’t theirs. Any other questions?”
“She wasn’t finished speaking,” Riley says, deathly low. The look in his eye is murderous. A shiver races up my spine when he curls his fingers into a fist. My cheeks turn bright red when he stares at my boss and tilts his head to the side. “And her name is Lexi. L-e-x-i. That’s not difficult, is it? Treat her with respect and get it right, or I’m leaving.”
The romance books I read are right: having a guy turn a little unhinged and defend your honor is sexy as hell.
Women in the past have used all sorts of phrases to describe me: cute. Sexy, but in a nerdy way. Hot as hell when I slide a blindfold over their eyes. The man of their dreams when I kiss their wrists, untying them from the ropes I like to use to keep them still while I eat them out.
I was unfamiliar with your game and i apologize
Instead, he’s wrapping his arms around me. He’s hugging me so tight, my feet come off the ground.
“Maybe the wrong people have been trying to make you come.”
“Sure.” She smiles and moves to my side. “Is it okay if I touch you?” Screaming out fuck, yes, anywhere you want is probably too aggressive, so I nod.
I lift the hem of my shirt to wipe my cheek, smirking when her eyes dip to my stomach. I’m going to pretend she likes what she sees. “Stop staring at me, Armstrong.”
“You mentioned you liked limes in your drink. Didn’t know if that only applied to cocktails or all forms of fluid.”
“You’d know if I was shouting your name, Riley,”
“Don’t even say it,” I tell the girls when Riley takes the seat next to Ryan Seymour eight rows back.
“Of course I was fucking jealous. He had your attention. And I’m fucking desperate for it.”
“I’m not down there with him. I’m up here with you. What are you going to do about it?” “What do you want me to do about it?” Riley challenges, and my mouth parts.
“Tell me to stop,” he practically begs. “You have to tell me to stop, Lex, because otherwise, I’m not—”
“You’re so fucking bossy. Is this how I get you to shut up? By giving your mouth something to do?”
“Fuck it,” he whispers, kissing me again. “One night. Let’s play, Lexi.”
“What are your other rules, Lex? You’re in charge here. Tell me what you want and how you want it, and I’ll make it so fucking good for you.”
I grab her hair again. I wrap the strands around my fist and kiss the corner of her mouth. “I asked you a question, Lexi. Stop being needy and answer me.”
“Praised. You like being told you’re good, don’t you, Lexi?” His touch turns rougher, possessive. “You might be strong and independent, but at the end of the day, you want to know you’re taking me so fucking well.”
“It’s”—a thrust—“A fucking”—Another thrust that makes me cry out. His fingers are back on my clit, circling and teasing—“Honor.”
I’m feeling better both mentally and physically, and I’ve successfully gone four weeks without getting on my hands and knees and begging Lexi to let me fuck her again. Boy, am I proud of myself.
“Please.” “You have to know I love when you beg.”
I squeeze my eyes closed and drop my head back. The fluorescent lights above me don’t help, and before I know it, my shoulders are shaking. A sob works out of me, and Lexi’s arms wrap around my middle. She lets me cry, holding me until I’m out of breath and the tears stop falling.
“Remember that other book where the guy tells her to lose her ring and crawl?
Jasper gervais the man you are
“Did you miss me?” Riley dips his chin and kisses my neck, his laughter warm when I squirm under his touch. “You did, didn’t you? Tell me how much, Lexi baby.”
“I need you to stop talking.” He pops open the button on his pants and runs his fingers through my hair. With a gentle push on my shoulders, he guides me to my knees and hooks his fingers under my chin. “Take out my cock, Lexi, and get to work.”
“Crawl,” I say, and he gets on the floor without a second thought.
“Anything else you want me to do?” “Yeah.” I yank her underwear to the side and touch her clit, smirking when she lifts her hips and moans. “Take every inch of my cock and say thank you when I make you come.”
“Poor Riley.” Piper sighs. “He’s going to be so disappointed to hear his crush is crushing on someone else.”
LOL
“Well”—I lean against the frame and cross my arms over my chest—“this is a nice surprise. To what do I owe the pleasure, Lex? Do you want me to put my head between your legs?”
“Should we order some fries then? So I can steal some of yours?” “I’ll give you the whole damn plate, Lex, if it’ll make you happy.”
Lexi laughs at that, but I don’t add in the other part: how every date I went on, I’d sit there and wonder what it would be like to be having dinner with her instead. It’s not like she led me on and gave me some false hope of something we could be down the road. It’s more pathetic than that. I took one look at her, and I was done for.
“We could crank the driver’s seat back and have you sit in one of our laps?” Grant suggests, and I burst out laughing.
“But only so we can argue about books and I can tell you why I’m right.” “What makes you think I won’t let you win?”
Riley tugs on my wrist, and I step close to him. “You’re in charge, Lex. You’re calling the shots, and I’m entirely at your mercy.”
“I really like that idea.” “Yeah?” “Yeah. It’s… it’s so me.” “I thought so too.” I kiss her forehead. “When you’re with me, Lex, I always want you to be you.”
“Today was a good day,” I murmur. “They’re all good days with you, Riley,”
“I can’t wait to taste you. Best part of my day.” “I didn’t know you had an affinity for female orgasms,” I pant. “I don’t.” He pinches my hip—hard—and I whimper. “Just yours. Ride my face, Lex, and take what you need.”
“A really good day,” I agree. “But they’re all good days with you, Lexi baby.”
“I feel like I’m fucking flying.”
put my hands on the ice, not caring my palms are going numb, and stare down at the blade attachment. “This is fucking incredible, Lexi.”
“Can you FaceTime my dad? I want him to see me skate.
“You did that for me?” “All of this is for you.”
“In a minute,” I say, licking her like she’s my salvation. I really think she might be. One drop, and I’m free from my sins. “I need to eat first.”
“You all know?” I ask. “That you’re in love with Lexi? Uh, yeah.” Maverick snorts. “Keep up, Mitchy.”
“Let’s analyze this like we would a romance book.” Maverick snatches my glasses off my face and slides them up his own nose. “Hell, Mitchy. How do you see with these things?”
I feel a little dizzy. My heart is dangerously close to falling out of my chest, and when I make it to his apartment building and take the elevator up to his floor, he’s there. Standing in the doorway with a bouquet of tulips and the brightest smile on his face, and I lose it.
Im ugly crying
