“I’m in love with you, Seth. Crazy, head over heels in love. I’m not saying that to pressure you. I just want you to know that I want you to be happy, too.” I didn’t look away from him, even though I wanted to.
I faced my emotions head-on with as much honesty as possible. I realized that before the pregnancy scare happened, I’d been waiting for him to say it first. It was less risky. But since he’d never been the one to falter, I owed him the truth.
No bullshit.
No running.
No hiding.
Relief flooded his face, and he grinned. “Damn glad to hear that, gorgeous. Because I’m beyond hope myself. I think I’ve been in love with you since the first time you sat across from me at the Coffee Shack and chased that woman away.”
I hugged him hard. “I said it first,” I teased, my heart soaring now that he’d said it, too.
“Yes, you did,” he agreed. “But you’ll hear it plenty for the rest of our lives. I love you, Riley Montgomery. There’s never been anyone else for me except you. Promise me you’ll never run away again. We’ll face shit together. Whatever happens.”
“I promise,” I said readily as I put a hand behind his head and pulled him down so I could kiss him.
The minute his lips touched mine, I knew that hiding was a thing of the past for me.
I had absolutely no intentions of going anywhere. At all. Ever.
CHAPTER 30
RILEY
I laughed as my ass hit the bed Seth had just tossed me on.
“It’s been five very long, very hard days for me, woman,” he growled as he pulled the T-shirt he was wearing over his head.
I watched shamelessly as he revealed those six-pack abs and massive chest that made me salivate.
God, he’s beautiful.
A sigh escaped from my lips as I scrambled to sit on the side of the bed. I grabbed his belt and yanked him forward so I could grope his cock through the denim of his jeans. “How hard was it?” I asked in a sultry voice, running my hand over his crotch greedily.
“I think you can feel that for yourself,” he rasped.
“I’m going to,” I informed him as I unbuckled his belt and then freed his cock.
I went to my knees in front of him as I pulled his jeans and boxer briefs down his muscular legs.
He kicked them off while my hands went everywhere.
I was hungry to touch every inch of his ripped body. I settled for running my palms up his thighs, and then traced the delineated muscles of his abdomen. “You’re so damn gorgeous, Seth,” I told him breathlessly as my fingers followed the happy trail of hair that ran tantalizingly down to his groin.
I’d never tried to taste him before. I’d never done the intimate act on any man. But I desperately wanted to do it now.
My desire took control, and I wrapped my fingers around his cock.
“Riley, no,” Seth croaked as he reached for my wrist. “Not that.”
“Don’t,” I said as I batted his hand away. “Unless you really don’t want it.”
“There isn’t a red-blooded guy in the world who wouldn’t want it,” he rasped. “But I know damn well this is something you don’t want to do. And I don’t need it.”
I stopped for a moment, realizing that when I’d told him I didn’t do oral sex, he’d assumed I’d never want to do it.
He doesn’t realize that everything is different with him.
“I do want to. Help me,” I pleaded. “I’ve never done this before, but I need to.”
I looked up, and Seth’s intense gaze focused on my face with so much love in his eyes that my heart skipped a beat.
“You’re doing just fine,” he said between gritted teeth.
I broke eye contact and focused on what I was doing, leaning forward to taste the tiny drop of moisture at the very tip of his cock.
He tasted slightly salty, masculine, and so good that I opened my mouth to take as much of his cock as I could between my lips.
“Riley,” he groaned, the sound low and animalistic.
I wanted to hear those sounds of pleasure coming from his gorgeous lips more than I wanted to breathe.
Putting my hand on the root, I licked up and down the silken surface of his cock, loving the feel and the taste of Seth.
Taking him into my mouth, I faltered a little because of my inexperience.
It was awkward at first, but became more natural as Seth buried a hand in my hair and guided me up and down his cock.
“Fuck, baby! You’re killing me,” he rasped, his voice scratchy with arousal.
His lustfulness just stoked mine, and I could feel warm heat flood between my thighs.
He demanded more.
And I gave him whatever he wanted, following his lead as he urged me to speed up the pace.
My pleasure felt merged with his as I moved faster and faster, relishing every sound that came spontaneously from his lips.
My free hand went to his perfect, muscular ass, and I dug my nails into his skin as I tried to get a solid grip on him that would keep us from parting.
He let out a hiss, and I knew it wasn’t because of the pain of my fingernails.
Seth loved it.
I lost myself in the frenzied rhythm of pleasuring Seth, no longer feeling awkward or inhibited at all.
“I can’t take it, Riley. Move your mouth unless you want a mouthful. I’m going to come,” he warned me harshly.
Move? Oh, hell no. I’d been waiting to taste him, and I wasn’t backing off now.
My eyes flew up to watch him, and I was rewarded with the hottest thing I’d ever seen.
Seth threw his head back, the muscles in his throat straining, as he orgasmed.
“Riley. I fucking love you so much!” His voice was feral, uncontrolled, and so incredibly carnal that my core clenched as his scorching release flowed into my mouth and down my throat.
I relished that orgasm, and then licked his cock clean after it was over.
Seth yanked me to my feet and wrapped his arms around me, and we collapsed onto my bed together.
His chest was still heaving as he said, “You realize you just put me out of commission for a little while.”
I pressed myself against his side. “Wasn’t it worth it?”
“For me, hell yeah. For you, probably not so much. But I can think of other ways to make you come, sweetheart. A whole lot of them.”
“It was good for me, too,” I told him. “Sometimes, I just want to make you happy.”
“Baby, I’m ecstatic right at the moment,” he answered huskily.
I smirked as I disentangled myself from him to go to the bathroom.
When I came back, I smiled as my eyes saw his bulky form on the bed.
Seth was out cold, his breath even and relaxed.
His exhaustion tugged at my heart, because I instinctively knew that he’d probably had several sleepless nights.
I knew I’d hurt him by trying to run away, and it floored me that he was so quick to forgive me.
That he loved me so easily.
A tear trickled from my eye, but I swiped it away.
I wasn’t going to question why Seth loved me, or how lucky I’d been to find him. All I really wanted to do was love him back with just as much strength.
I stripped off my clothes, turned off the light, and crawled into bed beside him, pressing my bare skin against his side.