Page 56 of Riot

He moves around like he’s a pro, and I’m impressed. “Charles taught me the value of learning how to cook, and to keep things neat and tidy. So yeah, I have a few moves.” He turns over his shoulder and winks at me.

I feel the flush again when I think about all we did last night and I bite my lip, pressing my legs together. I’ve never felt such a wanton need for a man before. It’s thrilling and scary and beautiful all rolled into one.

“I can see that.”

“Yeah, bet you can feel it too.” He turns and passes my coffee over, then leans over to kiss me. It’s like we’ve been doing this forever, not just one night.

“You know, I expect this kind of service from now on,” I joke. “Though, it would be a whole lot more entertaining if you were naked.”

He smirks. “Keep talkin’ like that and I’ll fuck you over this bench top.”

My pussy throbs at his words. You would think the dirty slut in me would’ve had her fill by now, but no. Not even close. I feel that thrill of excitement of what we’ve done, how we’ve told each other how we feel and we want more. It makes me want him all over again.

“Does it look like I’m protesting?”

He slides a plate over to me and then he dips his eyes to my chest. “Do you have my shirt on?”

I almost choke on my bagel as I glance down. Sure enough, his t-shirt is peeking out.

“Uh, I didn’t think you’d mind… it smelled delicious, like you?—”

“Babe,” he groans, and I watch as he adjusts himself.Wait. Am I making him hard all over again because I’m wearing his stuff?

“Wait until you see me in my sexy secretary outfit and my reading glasses.”

He points at me. “You ever wear that around me and we won’t be leavin’ anyone’s apartment for a week.”

“Ooh, I always fancied a staycation.” I wiggle my eyebrows. I know I shouldn’t be encouraging him because we have to go to PetSmart and get Cookie’s things, but I’m basking in the afterglow of him. I want it to last forever.

“Yeah, fancy one permanently on my dick?”

I glance down at his body, giving him my best smoldering look. “I definitely won’t say no to that.”

I take another bite and his eyes dip to my mouth. I turn him on. I turn him on bad and it’s something I’m only just realizing.

I shove my robe off my shoulders and let it slide to the ground. “It’s getting hot in here.”

His eyes dip lower to my pebbled nipples and I spread my legs on the stool. Even though he can’t see below my waist, he knows what I’m doing.

“What you got on under my t-shirt,Kitten?”

“Skin.”

“Your pussy still beggin’ for my cock, babe?”

“Is it ever not begging for it?”

I blink and he’s already stalking around to my side of the bench and I jump in surprise.

His eyes travel the length of me. “Turn and spread those legs for me.”

I take my time, holding my bagel in one hand as I lick cream cheese off my finger and suck on the tip, spreading my legs as I turn to him.

His eyes darken as he watches me. I go one more step and lift the hem of his shirt, lifting it to my waist as his eyes dip lower. I’m so unashamed around him that it’s ridiculous.

I went from covering my body last night in the shower to parading around half naked this morning and not giving two shits. He likes what he sees and he wants more of it.

I lift the shirt higher, dropping my half eaten bagel as I swipe some cream cheese and wipe it on one nipple. A low growl leaves his throat.

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