Page 40 of Living on the Edge

Christ.

I’msonot in the mood for this.

“Not tonight,” I reply.

“Why not? You’re not with anyone.” She tickles a trail up my arm with a long, pointy fingernail. “And I promise I’ll make you feel good.”

For some reason, her touch sets me on edge.

I could use a night of mindless sex.

But not like this.

Not withher.

The only face I see when I’m horny belongs to a certain redhead.

And like magic, in my peripheral vision, I see a flash of red hair.

Maybe there is a God.

“Actually, I am with someone.” I turn and lift my arm. “Ryleigh—over here, babe!”

There’s surprise on her face as she turns but she comes over without hesitation.

“Hey! What’s?—”

I don’t know if it’s the day I’ve had, the alcohol, or the fact that I just want the blonde to go away, but I cut Ryleigh off by covering her mouth with mine.

It’s not sweet or gentle.

In fact, it’s downright demanding, my tongue sliding between her lips without waiting for an invitation. There’s a fifty-fifty chance she’s going to slap the shit out of me, but to my surprise, she doesn’t. In fact, after a slight hesitation, she loops her arm around my neck and kisses me back.

And it’s fucking amazing.

Her mouth is warm and sweet, her tongue tangling with mine as if this was inevitable.

Maybe it was.

There’s been this spark between us since day one—even if we both somehow mask it in banter and negativity ninety-nine percent of the time.

But if this is the other one percent? I’m in.

Fuck, she tastes good.

I deepen the kiss, stroking my tongue against hers as I wrap one arm around her waist.

Her body feels amazing pressing into mine.

Firm breasts against my chest, soft hair tickling my arm, and the sweetest little whimper that calls my dick to attention.

The blonde lets out a huff of annoyance and stomps away muttering under her breath, and I feel Ryleigh’s chuckle.

“That’swhat this was about?”

I pull far enough away to look into her eyes. “Thiswas about doing something we’ve both wanted to do since the first time we met.Thatwas just the excuse I needed to do it.”

Her eyes grow stormy, like a tornado forming in the sky, about to erupt into…something.

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