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“I can be your lime guy.” He tosses me a coy smile. “If you want.” “I like the sound of that.”
“You told me you were hard to impress. How am I doing?” he asks, and a laugh rattles out of me. “I’m on my way to being impressed.” “Good.” He looks up at the moon. His dimple pops, and gosh is he pretty. “Patience is a virtue. I’ll get there one day.” “I can’t wait to see you try,” I say, and I sure as hell mean it.
“They’re probably booing you because you’re a show-off.” Liam drops a kiss on Piper’s head and makes his way to the back to sit with the guys. “And a pain in my ass.” “Love you too, Goalie Daddy,”
“Where’s Mitchy?” “Did you miss me, Armstrong?” his deep voice says, and I jerk my chin to look up at him. “Eavesdropping, Mitchell?” I toss back, and he grins. “Hard not to when you’re practically shouting my name to the whole airplane.”
“You’d know if I was shouting your name, Riley,” I say, and I’m glad when he drops his head back and laughs.
“Wow,” James says, and I jump. I forgot he was there. “Poor guy. I didn’t mean to cockblock him.” “What are you talking about?” I ask. “Nacho Man. He was clearly hoping you’d kick me to the curb so he could have some time with you. Offering to carry the nachos was a bold move.”
“Friends or not, that bloke wanted you all for himself.”
“Be good to your friend. He seems like a good one.”
“Why did you bother coming up here?” “Because I care about you.” I lift my chin, defiant. “I would check on any of the guys if they left abruptly, but it’s you. I’ve spent enough time with you over the last two and a half months to know something is bothering you. And I want to help.”
“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?”
“I want you to kiss me,” I say,
“And then I’d like you to make me come.”
“I want you to do everything but stop. Kissing. Coming. Both at the same time. Preferably sooner rather than later. Or I’ll go ask James if he can help instead.”
“Don’t you fucking dare,” Riley growls.
“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.”
“Moment of honesty?” I ask, my brain finally catching up to my dick after having the woman of my dreams on top of me.
“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 asked you a question, Lexi. Stop being needy and answer me.”
“It’s okay if you can’t get me off. I’ll let you watch me fuck myself with the toy I keep in my suitcase.” I’m going to hell. I don’t stand a chance at redemption, and that’s fine by me.
“Get on the fucking bed, Lexi. And leave your leggings on. I bet I can find your clit without even getting you naked.”
Needing a hundred fucking seconds, because I have to do this right.
I’m going to be obsessed with her after tonight, I just know it. A fucking goner, but that’s a problem for later. I’m too hard right now. I’m too fucking worked up from looking down at her swollen lips and her hair scattered everywhere.
“Did I find it?” I nudge her thighs wider with my hips, crowding her space. I want to see her. I want to hear her and smell her. I want to be fucking consumed by her. “Or should I keep trying?”
“Those other guys you were with don’t know the first thing about taking care of a woman, but me?”
“But not me. I know exactly what you need.”
“You know you’re good at this.” “You seem to be benefiting from it.” “So are you.”
“I think I’m going to like everything with you,” I say, licking a hot swipe over the black nylon.
“That’s so good, Lexi. Look at you.”
“How’d I do?” “I didn’t have to fake too much.” “Brat.” I kiss her neck and run my tongue along the line of her throat. “You didn’t fake a second of that.”
“Wow,” she whispers. “You’re so big.”
“Think you can take all of me?” “Easily. And everywhere you want to try.” “Care to test that theory?”
A thousand gold stars for the blushing boy.
“You’re a fucking goddess. I can’t believe—”
“I’m so glad I get to have you like this, Lexi.”
“God. Fuck. You are…”
“Wonderful.”
“That’s an unfair question.” He’s winded, practically gasping for air. “Because you rocked my fucking world, so I can’t tell if things feel great or if I’m losing my mind.”
“Gonna fucking worship you,” he grunts,
“God,” he whispers. “If this is what you look like taking my fingers, how are you going to look when you take my cock?”
“What do you want me to say?” “I like being talked to. Being—” “Praised. You like being told you’re good, don’t you, Lexi?”
“You might be strong and independent, but at the end of the day, you want to know you’re taking me so fucking well.”
“I want you to make a mess, Lexi,”
“Drench my hand. Let that be another souvenir. I’ll never wash it again.”
“You’re magic.” “You’re magic.”
“I’ve seen you without your prosthetic before.” I rest my hand on his right thigh, the metal of his leg hard against my palm. “And you’re beautiful. I want you to know that.”
“Today is the best day I’ve had in months,” he says. “By a longshot.”
“Just wanted to watch you. You’re so beautiful.”
“Do you like watching, Riley?” I whisper. “Yes,” he says, voice thick. “I do.” “It’s a shame you got me off earlier. I would’ve let you watch me play with myself.”
“You aren’t fair.” “Sorry, Riley baby.”
