Page 41 of What Are the Chances
“Me either.”
The corner of his mouth turned up in relief. “Did you enjoy it?”
Is the Pope catholic?I nodded.
With his lips tugging into a full smile, Will placed his other hand on my lower back, encouraging me to step forward. I returned to the spot between his legs, though without the tape I had no right being here.
His fingertips left my jaw to trail along my collarbone. I shivered beneath his touch. I hadn’t bothered zipping up my jacket properly this morning. Will stole the opportunity and easily nudged one shoulder off, revealing the top of my training crop beneath.
“Caufield.”
“Dover.”
My name was a gust of air on my neck as he edged me closer, pressing his lips beneath my ear. My eyes closed on instinct, my head lolling back to grant him better access. As his tongue dragged along my skin, I immediately shifted to a different universe, one where desire and need prevailed over judgement.
Will’s hands inched lower, slowly unzipping my jacket. Like a fool I allowed him to push it off entirely. With nothing but a sports-crop on my top half and Will down to his jeans, I could feel the heat of our skin exchanging. I gave into the urge and touched him, but not like I had earlier. There was no light taping anymore. My hands explored, tracing and marking out the muscles on his back.
His mouth travelled lower, his tongue dipping between my breasts. An involuntary moan escaped as I tangled my fingers in his hair. He wore it longer now.
“I’ve missed your sounds,” he growled, his hands moving behind my thighs.
He lifted me into his arms as he stood, pressing our bodies flush together, then he smoothly shifted our positions, seating me on the arm of the couch while he stood between my legs.
Once settled, his grey eyes searched mine. His were full of emotion and question. I’m not sure what mine were full of, but probably a decent dose of desire.
“Are we doing this?” he asked.
We shouldn’t. But–
“Yes.”
His mouth quirked. “Good.”
There was no going back now.
“But no kissing,” I said.
He trailed his fingers down my stomach before cupping between my legs. “Can I kiss that?”
“I suppose.”
He chuckled deeply. “Give me a minute and all uncertainty will be gone from your mind, Dover.”
When he lowered to his knees, the sight of his toned and tattooed torso was almost enough to tip me over the edge. It was such an erotic sight, him settling between my legs. So hot it made it hard to breathe.
Reaching up, he tugged on the waistband of my sweats. I should put a stop to this now, before it was too late, and before he ruined me for every guy that came next. But instead I found myself raising my hips, allowing him to undress me. He dropped my discarded sweats on the ground beside my jacket. His dark gaze then settled between my legs like he’d just discovered his Christmas present. Pushing aside the thin layer of fabric covering me, he licked his lips.
“I’m going to enjoy this.”
I whimpered needily when his tongue made contact. It was so jarring my hips shot up. Will pinned me in place, using his thumbs to dig into my thighs. Needing to ground myself, I dragged my hands through his hair. I liked the length it was now. It gave me something to grab onto.
The room suddenly felt incredibly hot, making me wish I hadn’t turned the heat on earlier. Will hooked one of my legs over his shoulder, then prompted me to place my other on the arm of the couch. With the new angle, the pleasure intensified until I was rocking against his mouth, desperate and needy. There was no possibility of me playing it cool right now. Will had me at his mercy. He knew I was enjoying this. I was enjoying it more than all my casual hookups combined.
He inched back slightly. “Fuck, Riley. You taste better than I remember.”
When he returned, the sensitivity became too much. I cried out, crashing into an all-consuming orgasm, one I wouldn’t be able to mimic on my own.Will slowed his movements, his tongue slowly dancing over my clit in a way that drew out the pleasure but didn’t make it too much.
Once my breathing returned to normal, he kissed his way back up my body. I stood on shaky legs when he reached my jaw.
