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“Are you going to come for me?”
“Yes.”
“Are you going to come again when I’m in you?”
The sweetest pant slipped through her parted lips. She opened her eyes, finding mine.
“I want you in me now,” she whispered.
I added pressure with my thumb, causing Riley’s legs to jar.
“Then come for me.”
Her palm tightened around me, which was both a blessing and a curse. Watching her right now was too hot, and I wanted to hold good on my promise to get her off in the shower.
Riley tipped forward, resting her head on my shoulder. Each of her sounds fell straight into my ear, penetrating my aching balls. She was close. I could hear it in her short breaths.
Between Riley and the steamy bathroom, I needed to get my hoodie off stat. But I wasn’t stopping this.
I added another finger to move things along. I barely had to move my wrist because Riley was practically riding my hand. It was such a fucking turn onthat if she didn’t come soon, I was going to. Thankfully she fell over the chasm with a strangled cry that set my skin on edge.
We slowed our movements in tangent while she rode out her high. It was only once her breaths evened out that she sat back up.
Her hand was still wrapped around my dick, but she hadn’t moved it in a while. That wasn’t to say I wasn’t still raring to go. I was as hard as they came.
When I pulled back to take off my hoodie, Riley did the same and whipped off her training top. The sports bra she was in was one of those with a front clasp. Flicking it, she freed her swollen tits that looked so good I couldn’t ignore them. Leaning forward I pulled one into my mouth, my tongue lapping over her nipple.
“Caufield,” she giggled, trying to squirm away from me. “I’m all sweaty.”
“Minor detail.”
She scrunched up her nose. “Gross.”
CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
An a-quadruple-plus
RILEY
Will levelled me with a solemn glare. “Under no circumstance is your body ever gross, Dover.”
I chuckled. “You don’t have to overcompensate, Caufield. I’m a sweaty mess and I’m okay with it.”
Will licked his lips, inching closer to me. For a moment I thought he was going to kiss me, but he lowered to his knees instead.
He was so tall that even kneeling on the tiles he was still the perfect height. Pressing his lips to my knee, he dragged his tongue along my inner thigh until he was hovering over my sensitive centre. For a split second I almost caved, but the sneakers still on my feet were a sobering reminder. While I loved sucking him off and would under almost any circumstance, I would rathernotsuck him off straight after a hockey game.
Lightly shoving him back, I got to my feet. “Thanks for the offer, but I’m cashing in on your other one.”
He looked amused. “Which was?”
“Coming on your dick.”
Bending down, I unlaced my sneakers and kicked them and my socks to the side. Following my guide, Will got to work getting undressed too. In a flash we were both naked and I was taking his hand and pulling him into the warm spray.
“Jesus, Riley,” Will ground, his teeth gritted. “It’s like a fucking kettle in here.”
Laughing, I added some cold water. I didn’t need it as warm given what we were about to do anyway. When I reached for the bodywash, Will stepped closer, taking the tube from me.
