and undress you. I want to feel your naked skin against mine.”
She nodded, still trying to catch her breath, but not slowing down to take the time. “Next.”
Her hips rolled upward, stroking her pelvis along the length of him. He groaned and brought her against him again. Her head tilted back and she kept the pace. Her skin flushed in the cool air. He could see it coming over her again, building in her eyes. He ground against her, felt his own need rising. He pressed on. Just a little longer and he’d have her clawing at him again.
She kissed his neck, licked the lobe of his ear. “I want to taste you, Riley.”
The image electrified through his mind. Of entering her mouth. Watching her lick him. Her tongue rasping over him. The tip of his cock delving to the back of her throat. His balls tightened and he froze, knowing it was too late.
Release shuddered through him quicker than he could catch his next thought. He was left holding her, grasping for something else, praying he had not just spilled in his jeans like a thirteen year old.
But he had.
Shellie stilled and he knew she’d discovered exactly what happened. Her gaze dropped between them. She breathed heavy and leaned forward and pressed an open mouthed kiss to his neck. “That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
Chapter Five
Shellie smoothed the edges of her skirt down. Not so much because it was wrinkled or trying to fold up, but to keep her hands on her lap. Otherwise, she knew where they’d end up. In Riley’s lap, pressing her palm against his zipper. She’d managed to peel herself off him that morning and he’d taken her back to the house. He stayed long enough to change his clothes before he was out the door without much more than a, ‘we need to go to a party this evening’. She knew he was having a difficult time grasping what had taken place outside—she certainly was—but then when he returned, he seemed set on dodging her step and not talking about it. And she’d let him because she was grasping herself for some answers.
Being with him had not been quite like what she expected. She expected it to be good and not leave with any complaints. What came as a surprise was the way her skin seemed to electrify at his touch. How she was still tingly and craving more after all these hours.
Warmth threaded through her blood and she flicked the heater vents off. “Who are these people again?”
“Parker and Stephanie. He’s my mechanic.”
“Your mechanic invited you to his open house party?”
“Actually his girlfriend did.”
“How do you know her?”
“I don’t really.” His knee bounced. “I mean, I know of her, but I don’t really know her. She was married to Parker’s best friend, but they divorced.”
“And now she’s with the best friend, Parker. We’re they having an affair and that’s why they got a divorce?” Talking about other people should be distracting her thoughts off his lap and the warming action taking place between her thighs. It wasn’t.
Riley shrugged as if he wasn’t having arousal issues. And who knows, maybe he wasn’t. He was so laid back at the moment. Except, his hands looked awful tense holding the steering wheel. “I don’t know. I think her ex-husband was having the affair, 'cause right after they split, he moved with Stephanie’s friend to New Mexico, I heard.”
“I thought you said you didn’t really know these people?”
“I don’t. Parker is just my mechanic, but it’s a small town. Everything gets around and everyone is friends with everyone.”
He pulled along the curb and parked amongst the other half dozen or so people there. She hopped out and met him at the front. He walked next to her. His hand was on her back, innocently resting there. But his fingers spread wider. The tips teased at the waist band of her gray skirt.
Memories of that morning filled her head. Not that they had ever left…but still. She had made Riley Hamilton lose control. He was rumored
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