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RILEY
Me
Congratulations! Another step closer to the Frozen Four! You out celebrating with the team?
Logan
Thanks, Shortcake. Yup, just grabbing a beer with some of the guys.
He follows his text with a photo of him winking at the camera, with some of his teammates in the background.
Logan
Wish I was at home with you, though. I missed tucking Aurora into bed tonight. Grayson, the fucker, sent me photos to make me jealous. You should withhold sex from him as punishment.
Me
I’ll think about it.
“Wha—”
I nearly drop my phone as warm lips swallow my scream. Instantly recognizing that possessive, demanding touch as Royce’s, I groan into his mouth. His hands are all over me as he presses me into the brick wall as the fire exit door I’d just walked through clatters shut. We are out in the open, but I was one of the last girls to leave the club, and if anyone else walked out now, the open door would obscure us until they were out of sight.
“Fuck, James. I’d forgotten how fuckingintoxicatingyou are on that stage.” Hips pressed against mine, I can feel the hard length of him against my stomach. “I’ve had to endure this damn thing for the last four hours.”
Despite myself, I laugh into his mouth, making him growl. “You think this is funny?” His large hand slides into my hair, pulling on the strands until I expose my neck for him to trail tantalizing kisses along. “I want to know what you’re going to do about it?”
I moan because,holy fuck, I love when he talks to me like this. Love how much he needs me.
Wriggling my hand between us, I place my palm over his crotch. Wetness floods my panties as I feel him pulse beneath my touch. “This.” My voice is thick and raspy as I rub my hand over his erection before sliding deeper to cup his balls. His breath hitches, and it turns me on to see how affected he is.
“That’s a start,” he grinds.
Popping the button of his jeans, I slide my hand beneath the waistband of his boxers. His cock is warm and hard in my hand as I fist him with slow, teasing strokes.
“What about this?”
“Better.” His breathing is labored as I work him over, his hips thrusting in time to my steady tugs. “Fuck, Riley. It’s crazy what you do to me.”
His breath is an aphrodisiac as it dances across my heated skin. Goosebumps pebble in its wake, a shiver running down my spine when he sucks on the sensitive spot beneath my ear.
“So sexy. So fucking hot.”
His hips rock, his hands setting me ablaze as they roam my body. God, why are we wearing clothes? I’m heating up. Melting. I’m a frickin’ fire hazard.
I no longer give a shit about who sees us as I spin us around. Royce smirks at me as his back hits the wall, but it quickly morphs into an agonized groan when I sink to my knees.
“Fuck.Such a dirty little whore on your knees for me in the back of an alley.” The blazing in his half-lidded eyes makes every word out of his mouth irresistible. I have to clench my thighs together as I fumble to pull down his jeans and boxers. His thick, silky cock springs free, the piercing at the tip taunting me.
Wrapping my hand around the base, I lick along the throbbing purple vein before wrapping my lips around the tip. My tongue swipes over the bead of precum, and I smirk to myself when Royce hisses.
“Yes, Babydoll. Swallow my cock.”
I don’t immediately do as he says, choosing to toy with him some more as I fist the base while slowly running my lips and tongue over every warm, hard inch of him.
One of his hands comes to the back of my head, tenderly stroking at my hair. However, his touches become rougher and more demanding as he loses himself to the chase.
