His hair is wet like he just got out of the shower.
But his eyes sparkle like I’m in big trouble.
Big,bigtrouble.
“Riley.” I close the front door and flip the locks. If this is a scary movie, then I just locked myself inside with the killer.Awesome. I drop my keys and cell on a small table beneath a rack of baseball caps, then turning back, my heels click on the hardwood floors and make my heart thrum. “Your place is–”
“You’re late, Dee.” He gently places the remote down and pushes the recliner back until the foot rest clicks into place. “I said seven.”
“I don’t come just because you tell me to.”
Standing, but not taking a single step in my direction, he grins and drags his gaze torturously slow along my exposed legs. “You do, actually. I told you to come last time we were together. I told you to wait, to wait for me, to let it build.”
“But–”
“And you did. You waited. You did as you were told, like a good girl. Then when I said you could, you went off like a rocket.”
“Riley–”
“I wanted you here at eight, Dee. You think I don’t know you yet? If I wanted you here at seven, I would’ve told you to be here at six. I wanted you here at eight.”
My eyes narrow. “You lie.”
He tilts his head to the side. “I so rarely lie. I walked in my front door fifteen minutes ago, babe. I went to the gym, worked out, grabbed a protein shake, showered, and now we’re here.”
How dare he know me this well?“What if I turned up on time?”
Finally, he takes a step forward.Lindsi is wrong. Everyone is so fucking wrong. He’s no baby. He’s a lion.“Then you would have been waiting outside in your sexy trench coat for an hour until I got home.” He stops in front of me until his chest bumps my folded arms. He brings a hand up and strokes my jaw. “But I knew you wouldn’t be on time, and I knew you were at Franky’s again. I have eyes all over this town, Dee, and my informant told me you ate with Katrina and let her kid drool all over you.”
“I didn’tlethim! He’s ten.”
“I think he’s a teenager now, and trust me, any teenage kid with eyes would be drooling.” Circling me the way I circled him earlier, Riley tugs my coat open and drags it away from my sensitive skin. “But I knew where you were. I knew you were safe. And while you were trying so hard to defy me…” He tugs my coat away to reveal bare shoulders. “I got my workout in and now I’m pumped full of happy hormones.” Standing at my back and resting his hardened dick against my ass, he leans in and bites my shoulder until I hiss. “I’ll share, Dee. I’ll share all those workout endorphins. Nice skirt, by the way.” His hand slides along my ribs and over my hip. Before I can process what he’s doing, he slides it beneath my skirt and finds bare flesh.
I drop my head back and groan when he teases my already wet heat and slides a finger in. “I don’t know why you insist on battling me, Dee. Why you felt the need to make me wait. Why you want to win. I promise, when I win, you win.” He slides two fingers in and nibbles on my neck. “You taste so fucking good, I wanna eat you up until you explode.” He drags his fingers along every nerve ending I possess, pulls out and ignores my cry of frustration, then taps my lips until I open up and take my own flavor into my mouth. “Lick it all off, Dee.”
I do. I pull his fingers between my lips and suck until the foreign flavor washes away and I can only taste him again. I lap at his fingers, tease the tips with nipping teeth, and when I bite down and get my revenge for the shoulder biting, he squeezes my hip until I’m sure his hand will bruise.
“You want the upper hand, babe. You can’t stand to come in second, but that’s not how this’ll play out.” Before I can think up a pithy response, he pushes my shoulder down until I take a hint and lower to my knees. The sound of his belt buckle sets my blood on fire, but while he remains behind me, I lower my eyes and count through my breaths.
“You’re here now.” He drops his belt to the floor and makes me jump when the buckle echoes against the timber. Slowly stepping around on bare feet, he unsnaps the button on his jeans, and drags the zipper down.
I keep my eyes down. It’s the part I’m playing. It’s what he wants. He wants a submissive, so I study the floor until he stops in front of me, and then I study his feet.
“You’re here, and since neither of us actually had to wait, everyone’s happy.” His hand comes to my jaw and brings my eyes up. “But now it’s time you help me relieve the pain I’ve felt in my cock since I first saw you. You helped last time; you took away the pain and let me enjoy your body like it was an amusement park. But then you ran. You didn’t give me a chance to taste you one last time.”
“I had to go.”
He shakes his head. “You lie. You didn’t have to be anywhere, but youchoseto go, because you refuse to back down and let me lead.”
“I’m no one’s beta, Riley. I’m no one’s second in command.”
With a quirk to his lips, he pushes his jeans down just far enough so his hardened cock springs free and almost taps my face. “I never said you had to be second, babe. But I’m gonna call the shots tonight. This is my castle, my dick.” He slides his finger into my mouth and pulls me forward. “My mouth to command.”
He removes his finger, but I don’t fight his ‘I’m the Alpha’ bullshit. I take his pulsing dick in my mouth and groan when he slams forward and hits the back of my throat. Groaning, his hand goes to the back of my head and tangles in my carefully styled hair. He tugs until it hurts, but it doesn’t slow me. It brings pleasure to my core until a bead of moisture slides along my inside thigh and pools by my knee.
I hollow my cheeks and close my eyes, and each time he moves forward and fucks my face, I swallow him down and let him feel the muscles in my throat squeeze him.
“Fuck, Dee.” He’s not gentle with me. He’s not careful. He slams in and out and makes my lips swell from the impact. When I know he’s close, when I grab his hips and try to take back the power by holding him still, his powerful body easily pulls away until my mouth is empty and my eyes snap open.