CHAPTER FIFTEEN
His hands and mouth were everywhere all at once. Somehow they’d moved into the bedroom, their anxious hands pulling and tugging at their clothes until they were just pools on the floor. Sinful scenarios ran through Riley’s mind and she wanted to enact them all with this man but there would only be tonight. She had to pick and choose. The choices were mind-boggling, but the first thing she wanted to do was explore the fine male form she’d been admiring for a week.
Pushing him back onto the mattress, Riley straddled his waist as she pressed her lips to every inch of exposed flesh that she could reach. Every groan and moan she managed to elicit only made her own arousal climb higher. She ran her tongue down his torso and over his ridged abs, leaving a wet trail in her wake. His grip on her hair tightened, but unlike most men he didn’t push her head lower or try to take control, seemingly content to let her explore. A task she was happy to continue.
Riley swirled her tongue in his bellybutton, drawing a growl of frustration from his throat but she ignored it, feeling heady with her success so far. She placed open-mouthed kisses on his chest and neck before finally giving his earlobe a gentle tug with her teeth.
It was as if she’d flipped a switch. One minute she was on top and then next he’d rolled her over onto her back, his large powerful frame hovering above her. He was smiling, a sort of evil smile, as his gaze raked her naked form from head to toe. She felt a blush crawl of her skin at the smoldering desire he didn’t bother to hide. He looked a little like a tiger and she was a tasty snack. But this prey had no intention of running.
“Did you think I was going to let you stay up there and play all night?” he asked with a chuckle, his voice deep and gravelly. It sent shivers from her toes all the way to her head. “Looks like I’m in control now.”
He was, and she didn’t mind a bit because if being in charge meant that he used his fingers to play with her already hard nipples or his tongue to draw a playful path on the sensitive part of her neck she certainly wasn’t going to complain.
The bedroom temperature soared and a fine sheen of sweat covered their bodies as his mouth nipped and kissed his way down her belly, but he didn’t stop there. Her heart stuttered in her chest and she sucked oxygen into her aching lungs as his tongue meandered over to her hip before brushing against her inner thigh. His breath was warm against her drenched slit and she cried out when his finger ran up and down, parting her folds before pressing slowly inside of her, his thumb lightly skittering over her clit. She mewled, wanting more but not able to form the words to ask for it.
“Easy, honey. We’ve got all night.”
Her body bowed off the mattress and white-hot flames licked at her flesh, but Sam appeared determined to take his time. A second finger was eased inside of her and those clever digits easily found her sweet spot, rubbing until she thought she might go mad with pleasure. Tossing her head back and forth, she chanted his name over and over, her arousal building with every caress and stroke of his fingers.
Panting, her hands scrambled for purchase, crumpling the sheets in her tight fists as he played her body perfectly. Blood roared in her ears when he bent his head and swiped his tongue against the swollen button before taking it in his mouth and sucking gently. That was all it took to send her into the heavens. Fireworks exploded behind her eyes and she twirled among the stars until it was time to come back to earth.
Riley slowly opened her eyes to find Sam rummaging through his pants pocket and pulling out his wallet. Confused at first, it made sense when he pulled out a condom and held it up triumphantly, a silly grin on his face.
“Someone was optimistic this evening,” she couldn’t help but observe, although she was glad one of them had thought of it. She had condoms somewhere in the bathroom, but she wasn’t sure where they’d migrated. “Did you bring just the one?”
She’d dig for those condoms if she had to. There were only a few places they could be.
“I’ve got one more in there,” he said, placing the package between his teeth to rip it open. If he wasn’t careful he’d put a tear in the condom. “I’m not as young as I used to be.”
Giggling, she reached out to help him roll the condom over his impressive erection, probably making it more difficult than it should have been. But it had been fun and if it was possible he was even harder and larger than before. Her fingers traced a vein on the base of his cock and then caressed his balls, drawing a moan and a shudder from him. They were already drawn tight to his body, a testament to how aroused he was.
“I promise you can play as much as you want afterward,” he vowed, tossing the outer package away and bracing his hands on either side of her body. “But I’ve waited so long for this I can’t delay anymore. Are you ready for me, babe?”
A million times yes. He pressed her thighs wider and the hard tip of his cock nudged against her entrance. Her fingers curled into his biceps as he pushed relentlessly forward. He wasn’t small and it had been awhile, but she was so wet he glided in to the hilt without much fuss.
This feels amazing. So good. So incredible.
Her walls gripped him tightly as he began to move, stoking the simmering fire in her abdomen and sending shock waves of pleasure all the way to her toes with every stroke. To her surprise, she was climbing toward release again, another explosion shimmering just out of her reach.
Wrapping her legs around his lean waist, she canted her hips just as Sam changed the angle of his thrusts. Heaven. Perfect.
Her hiss of pleasure must have told him he’d struck gold because he buried his face in her neck and didn’t so much as pause, thrusting hard and aiming at that spot deep inside of her that was threatening to send her into outer space like a rocket. Her breathing ragged, she tried to hold off and make the pleasure last longer, but it was simply too strong. It turned her inside out and sideways, spinning out of control into the beckoning clouds.
His release came right after and she watched fascinated as he threw his head back, his male beauty never more potent than at this moment. He was a fierce conquering warrior, but he was also supremely exposed, his emotions laid bare for her perusal. She wanted to lock onto this moment and freeze time there, hold it for a little longer to enjoy, but that’s not how life worked. Soon enough, he was groaning her name and slumping on top of her, their hearts pounding in perfect tempo. His weight was delicious and she savored the feeling, running her hands up and down his damp spine and delighting in the afterglow of their lovemaking.
Eventually he rolled onto his back, taking her with him so she was tucked into his side but sort of sprawled on top of him as well. Her fingernail traced whirly patterns on his chest as their breathing returned to somewhat of a more normal pattern. She was afraid to speak in case she broke the spell. If she said something would he think it was time to leave? She wasn’t ready for that. Not yet.
“Do you want some water or something?”
Little Miss Awkward. She never knew what to say after the first time with a man. Not that there had been tons of them but there’d been enough to know that she wasn’t good at this.
“I don’t ever want to move from this place.”
He was teasing but she liked the sound of it.
“You don’t have to move. I can go get it for you.”
His arm tightened around her waist.
“I don’t want you to move either.”
Frankly, neither did she.
“Then what do you want to do?”
Somehow, he’d insinuated himself between her legs and turned her onto her back. He was wearing that evil grin again. She was beginning to really like that smile. A lot.
“I want to do it again.”
What a fantastic and amazing coincidence. So did she.
* * *
The sun wasn’t even up the next morning when Sam opened his eyes. For a few seconds he wasn’t sure where he was but then all the memories of last night came flooding back to him, bringing a smile to his face. He’d slept with many women in his lifetime, but he’d surely remember Riley on his deathbed. For someone that outwardly appeared to be quite conservative – a kindergarten teacher, after all – she’d been rather wild and wanton between the sheets. Vocal too, just how he liked it.
The focus of his thoughts was sleeping peacefully next to him, her head pillowed on his shoulder and her leg casually tossed over him. His fingers trailed lightly over her soft skin and delved into the silken strands of her hair that smelled a little like vanilla. She stirred but didn’t waken, luckily. He needed a few minutes more to simply lie here and enjoy the warm closeness. The feel of her skin touching his and the weight of a sexy and beautiful woman against his body. Even after their lovemaking last night, he hungered for her again this morning, his body hard and ready. That part of his anatomy was destined to be disappointed.
He also needed the time to figure out how to make a graceful exit. He didn’t have anything planned as to what to say or do, but sneaking out while she was still asleep was out of the question. They’d been honest and upfront with each other last night. He wouldn’t be disrespectful in the light of day.
They’d both known that he couldn’t stay.
A sigh escaped from Riley’s lips, the puff of warm air sliding over his chest, and his arms tightened instinctively, pulling her a few centimeters closer.
He was leaving in a few hours but that didn’t mean that he could never talk to her again. They could stay in touch. Between texts, email, and Skype they could keep up with each other’s lives without too much hassle. She would have time off this summer, too. She could fly out to where he was on location and visit him. Then maybe in the fall he could come here for a few days.
Stop. Right now.
Riley was a good woman who had generously allowed him into her life. She didn’t do it so he could fuck it up with some half-assed relationship that when he played it back in his head sounded more like a booty call than dating. It sure as hell wasn’t in the least romantic. It might start out sounding that way – making space for each other in their hectic lives – but Sam had a nasty feeling that the result wouldn’t be nearly as poetic. A “sometimes” relationship where his career drove all the decisions. It wasn’t a good deal for Riley and he wasn’t going to be the asshole that offered it to her.
Riley would move on and forget about him soon enough. If he was a decent human being he’d want her to find a nice guy, settle down, and have a passel of kids. Hell, maybe they’d name the first one Samuel. Or not.
Next to him Riley stretched and fidgeted, softly groaning as her lids fluttered open. Levering up from the mattress, she lifted her arms over her head, the sheet pooling around her waist, baring her gorgeous body. It was all for the best though that the room was only dimly lit with the weak sunlight just beginning to filter through the curtains. He didn’t need the temptation this morning.
Finally she leaned over him and flicked on the bedside lamp. “Hi.”
“Hi.”
There was a pink tinge to her cheeks and she seemed to be a little shy despite all the debauched things they’d done to each other last night. Or maybe she was embarrassed because of it.
“Did you sleep okay?”
He nodded, his fingers strumming the silky skin of her lower back. “I did. How about you?”
“Good.” She nodded toward the bedroom door. “Why don’t I make you some breakfast so you don’t get on the plane hungry?”
Surprisingly he wasn’t in the mood for food, his appetite only for her. But that wasn’t going to happen. He didn’t have much time and if he made love to her again he’d do something stupid like promise to call.
When he knew good and well that he wasn’t going to do any such thing.