Page 125 of Forbidden Kisses
"Really? But you like everything to happen on your own timeline.”
He laughed. "True, but as I've learned with you, not everything can happen on my terms, and I'm more than fine with that."
He peppered light kisses from my temple to the corner of my mouth. “Sometimes it's better to just let things take their course and surrender to them.”
I never thought Duncan would surrender to anything. And yet he’d surrendered to his feelings for me.
"I fucking love you, Riley." He covered my mouth with his. I gave in to the kiss completely, only pausing to breathe.
Then I felt us move throughout the bungalow. We were heading to my bedroom.
"Wait, my roommates?—”
"They're not going to come back for a while."
"You told them about this?"
"Hell yes. Wasn't going to leave anything to chance."
"And what about that wine Knox mentioned?" I teased.
"We'll get into that later. Fucking Knox," he said, kissing me again.
And this time I didn't tease him anymore. In fact, I didn't interrupt him at all.
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
Duncan
I was going to devour her. Kissing wasn't enough. Touching wasn't enough. I needed her naked. I wanted to sink inside her. I took off her jacket first, revealing her T-shirt that was tucked into a skirt.
"Why do you have so many things on?" I protested.
"Now you know how I feel when I want to get you naked," she murmured.
She worked on my buttons, while I threw her t-shirt to the side. I found the zipper of her skirt and yanked it down. She yelped, wobbling on her shoes.
"Keep those on," I said as the skirt pooled at her feet and she stepped out of it. "You're so fucking sexy."
Nodding, she opened my belt buckle. My pants and boxers went next while I finished undoing the last buttons of my shirt, throwing that out of the way too. I'd never been more desperate to get us naked.
Riley was my everything. She was my home.
I growled, looking her up and down. I liked that I was the only one who could see her in sexy lingerie. I was going to be the only one in her life, forever. The lace panties looked fucking exquisite on her. I grabbed my cock and gave it a good squeeze. And then I felt Riley's palm on the crown of my cock.
I let go of my erection, and she pumped her hand up and down. I skimmed my hands over the sides of her body, wanting to touch her everywhere at the same time. I pushed the strap of her bra to one side, kissing the place that it had covered before. She arched her back as soon as my lips made contact with her heated skin. Then I did the same with the other strap, so her bra was hanging loose. Looking down, I could see her nipples brushing against the gaping fabric.
I undid the clasp at the back, and the bra dropped to the floor. I rubbed her nipples with my thumbs while kissing the side of her neck down to her shoulder. I felt her tension build up inside her body, her muscles tensing beneath my touch.
As she squeezed me with more force, I let out a guttural groan. Desire tore through me, and I pulsed in her hand. I moved mine down to her panties, pushing them down on one side. She wiggled her ass, and they fell to her ankles. Carefully, she stepped out of them too. I’d never tire of seeing her get naked for me, trusting me with her body and putting her pleasure in my hands.
With one hand, I was still working her breasts, and with the other, I drew large circles around her pussy. I wasn't touching her clit yet; I only wanted to tease her. The joke was on me, though, because when I felt how wet she was already, I nearly lost my mind.
"You're so damn wet."
"That’s what you do to me." She sounded surprised by her own words and her reaction to me.
I drank up everything she had to give me. Because I sure as hell was giving her everything I had. I grabbed my cock, swatting her hand away, then drew circles around her pussy with it, the same way I'd done before with my thumb, coating myself in her wetness. I wanted to make sure she was more than ready.
