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I rubbed my eyes. "Riley, you were in a skimpy two-piece swimsuit, and I was a horny nineteen-year-old. You gave me a hard on, and it hurt."

I dropped my hand. "I have never had an issue with your weight, and I certainly wouldn’t cringe at it. I think you dancing in your bra and underwear the other day proved my point just fine."

She blushed, falling silent. Neither of us spoke for a long moment before she placed her hands in her lap. "Does that mean that you wanted me back then? That you want me now?"

I wanted to ask her why she would question that, but I'd never told her. We'd never spoken about it, and we'd never discussed it, so why would she know?

I nod. "Yes, I have wanted you since the first day I saw you and even now. I have never wanted anyone else besides you, Riley. I want all of you. Your mind, your body, and your soul."

She looked stunned for a second before pushing herself up and walking toward me. "Then have me," she stated so softly.

She stopped in front of me, leaning closer. I inhaled her scent, feeling my body tense up. She was like a forbidden fruit I had avoided for years.

I frowned. "Riley, you've been drinking."

She leaned closer, her lips grazing mine softly. "Cayden, it takes more than half a glass of wine to intoxicate me."

I remained stiff as she kissed me again. Her lips were soft. Jesus, so soft.

"Unless you don't want me."

"Riley, don't poke the beast," I growl at her. "You have no idea."

She leaned back, batting her eyelashes at me. A smile pulled at her lips. "Why don't you show me then? I'm not a child anymore, Cayden. I would like you to stop treating me like one."

All the restraint I had was gone. I wrapped my arms around her, yanking her against me, and took her mouth like it was the last time I'd be able to. I devoured her mouth, taking her tongue into my mouth.

She tasted like wine, and I felt a head rush roll over me. Riley groaned softly as I pulled my hands around, grasping her ass, hoisting her even closer. I pressed her flat against my body, feeling her warmth.

There was no turning back from this, and I was okay with that.

Chapter 17 - Riley

I felt like my blood was boiling as his hands traveled down, squeezing my ass. He hoisted me into the air, turning and placing me on the table. His mouth never left mine as he continued to kiss me, breaking the kiss to travel his teeth down my neck.

I was panting for air as his hands grasped my thigh, squeezing. I felt his teeth slightly scrape against my skin, and a new sensation went over me.

"You smell amazing," he whispered into my ear. "Like vanilla and nectar."

I felt even hotter, as if there was a fire in my veins. His hands roamed up, sliding underneath my shirt. I would normally feel uncomfortable with someone placing their hands on my stomach, but it was different with Cayden. I gasped as his fingers grazed over my ribs, and I desperately wanted them all over my body. I wanted everything he was offering.

His finger moved up underneath my bra, and his hands landed over my breast. I felt my heart rate spike.

"I'm taking this off," he growled, pulling my shirt off without a second thought. He leaned back slightly, taking my bra in, and he smirked. It was the same one he caught me in before. I felt embarrassed under his gaze as he stared at me.

"You look absolutely breathtaking," he growled, his fingers tightening on my hips as he scooted closer to me. "Are you going to dance around half-naked for me sometime?"

I felt tears bloom at his compliment. Even when Brad complimented me, it wasn't that I was beautiful or breathtaking.It was simple. You look nice. Or you did your hair. Or, oh, look, you're wearing a new dress.

Cayden frowned. "Why are you crying?" He paused, his hands reaching up and wiping my eyes. "Shit, did I go too far?"

I shook my head, trying to stop the tears, but couldn't. "Because…..no one ever says things like that."

He looked at me worried, and I pulled a hand up, wiping my eyes. "You look at me differently."

"I'm not looking at you differently. I'm looking at you the way that I always have. You're a beautiful woman, and you had no idea how long I have been wanting to do this to you. To have you in my arms and to kiss you."

He leaned down, kissing me softly once more. He cupped my face, pressing his forehead against mine. "And if this is too much, we don't have to do anything."

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