Page 76 of Shattered Hearts
Holy fuck.
I prop her thighs over my hips and ram into her, over and over again. Riley’s sweet pussy clenching my shaft is the best thing I’ve ever felt. Pleasure builds at the base of my spine, and any second, this sweet little pussy of hers is going to suck the cum right out of me.
Despite warning myself to stay emotionally detached, I push her hands to the mattress and thread our fingers together. My release barrels toward me as Riley flutters around my cock. Her heels dig into my ass, urging me to keep up the pace as we get lost in each other’s eyes.
Riley’s legs start to shake. A shudder tears through me just as she jerks and screams my name. I come inside her so hard and so much, my load is going to be leaking out of her for days. When the spike of satisfaction passes enough that I can feel the euphoric afterglow taking over, I collapse onto Riley, both of us panting, eyes wide open as we gaze at each other.
As the bliss slowly fades, fear creeps in. How the hell am I going to get through the rest of my life without fucking Riley Brennan every single day?
Still inside her, I lower my lips to hers, tasting and exploring every part of her mouth. We stay like that for minutes or hours. I’m really not sure. When I do roll off of her, I catch a glimpse of the alarm clock on my bedside table. It’s ten in the morning.
Riley follows my gaze. “You have work today?”
Work is the farthest thing from my mind. “Today’s my day off.”
“Mine too.”
The same thought passes between us. We’re both free for nearly twenty-four hours. Nothing to do. Nowhere to be. All these integers add up tosex marathonin my head, and with that blush on Riley’s face, I hope and pray she’s thinking the same thing. My cock hasn’t been out of her very long, and it’s already standing back up for an encore.
“I…” Riley’s blush deepens, and all I want to do is pin her down and make her scream my name again. “Can I take a shower?”
“You don’t need my permission.”
“I know. But I don’t know where your bathroom is…”
Of course that’s what she means. We left for the diner in such haste last night, I never had a chance to show Riley around.
Naked, I lead Riley around my apartment to familiarize her with the layout. Then I step into my bathroom and show her how things work.
And since my shower is tricky, it’s only gentlemanly of me to climb in with her so I can teach her the differences between all the identical silver knobs.
“This one for the portable showerhead, this one for the main, this one for hot, and this one for cold.”
“And this one turns on the water?”
“No. That one?—”
Riley turns the knob before I can correct her, and a blast of ice cold water from the showerhead on the opposite wall douses me from behind.
She shuts the water off as fast as she can, covering her mouth with her hands. “I’m so sorry.”
My back muscles twitch from the frigid temperature, and my hair’s dripping onto my shoulders. “Shit. That was cold.”
“That was an accident.” She steps back. “I swear.”
“But this isn’t.” I twist one of the knobs, and this time water sprays her, pelting her in the face. “Now we’re even.”
“You’re such an ass!” With a squeal, Riley lurches out of the ice cold splash zone right into me.
As soon as I find her in my arms, it’s over. “Never said I wasn’t.”
My brakes bust the second I kiss her. Slowing down is impossible now.
“I didn’t plan this, you know.” Her lips tilt up in a lazy grin as I twirl her around and press her against the nearest glass wall, her back to my chest.
“Uh-huh.” I bite her shoulder, and she leans her head back like she wants my teeth on her neck too.
She’s about to say something else with that smart little mouth, but grinding my cock against her ass silences her.