Page 59 of Riot

“It’s never silly to care for somethin’, to open your heart,Kitten.It’s one of the things I really dig about you.”

Her eyes brighten a little. “It is?”

“Yeah, that and the way your cheeks turn pink, the same color as your nipples before you come.”

Her eyes go wide as she gasps, looking around to see if anyone heard. I laugh and pull her close to me, my lips meeting hers. I palm her ass, knowing my boner ain’t gonna go down anytime soon.

“You're such a bad boy,” she whispers when we pull apart.

I give her a wink. “Never attested to bein’ a Boy Scout, babe.”

I know she’s needy, even though I thoroughly fucked her every which way last night and it turns me on even more to know that she’s not quite sated, even after this morning.

“Myles,” she whispers.

“Oh, Myles ain’t here now, babe. It’s Riot.” I lean to her ear. “Myles does it soft and slow and makes sure you get off at least twice. Riot fucks hard, makin’ you squeal those pretty little lungs out.”

“I don’t know who I love more.”

Her words send heat through my body, and not just between my legs, but everywhere.

“I think I have a fair idea.”

She flattens a palm on my chest. “Oh, you do?”

I lower my voice. “But then again I’ve not taken that plump little ass yet, have I, beautiful?”

She’s biting on that lip again and when I move my mouth to hers and shove my tongue in, I’m promptly interrupted by someone clearing their throat.

I turn to look over my shoulder at an old woman trying to get by with her cart.

I give her a chin lift, but she ignores me and pushes past with a distasteful look on her face.

I adjust my dick and Halo laughs. “You’re in the habit of scaring old ladies now?”

“Hey, for all we know she could’ve been enjoyin’ the show.”

She shakes her head as we move on. “Can’t take you anywhere.”

An eye watering amount of money later, I’m carrying several bags to Halo’s car. Since we had shopping to do for Cookie, there was no point in coming on my sled.

She still wants to stop off at Target to check the blanket situation. I can’t hold back my chuckle as she climbs into the driver's seat; watching my baby drive is also a turn on I didn't realize I was missing until today.

Apparently she has an obsession with throw rugs, and did warn me several times that I am to reprimand her if she buys more than three. Oh, this is a hoot. I’ve never had so much fun in all my life.

I always thought couples shopping together were super lame, but all I can think about is how I could do her in this store without getting caught. I touch her here and there, hold her hand and we kiss like we’ve been dating for months, not the one night we spent worshiping one another. This is how it should be. This is how it’s meant to feel; right.

When I palm her ass cheeks as she bends over to pick up a checkered throw, she immediately jolts forward and then spins around, her face stern. “Riot! They have cameras in here.”

“Who gives a fuck? You bend over like that, law enforcement would only agree with me and they’d let me off. Plus, I can’t help it, your ass is delicious.”

Despite herself, she smiles, and my heart jolts just a little bit. “Are you always this sweet and handsy, or is it just on Sundays.”

“Wrong again. Target makes me hard.” I waggle my eyebrows and she bursts out laughing. I like making her laugh. I push her hair behind one ear and sneak a kiss.

“Throw rugs getting to you, big boy?”

I grin. “The home goods department. Joanna Gains really knows her stuff.”

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