Page 63 of Caught from Behind

Like the thick cock at half-mast between his legs.

“What’d you need, chérie?” he murmurs.

It takes me a second to tear my gaze from his ever-growing cock, I’m not even going to lie. “I wanted?—”

He fists his cock, strokes once, twice, and I choke.

“Yeah, chérie?” he asks, his voice a rumble. “What did you want?”

To suck his cock deep, to feel the hot jets of him coming down my throat.

“Ella.”

I blink.

Focus.

“I was worried about you,” I whisper. “You were hurt during the game and?—”

He stills the hand that’s wrapped tightly around his cock. “Chérie.”

Another blink, but this time, I manage to meet his deep brown eyes. “Yeah?”

“Thank you.”

My heart rolls over in my chest. “Riggs?—”

“Shh,” he says. “Don’t try to make this Queen Ella saves the day with her interference and giant heart. Just…let me enjoy the fact that you clearly give a shit about me instead of?—”

My heart squeezes as I wait to hear the rest of that sentence.

“Instead of what?” I ask quietly when he doesn’t finish it.

“Nothing,” he says, moving toward the camera, picking it up from where he must have propped it, taking away my glorious view.

“Riggs—” I begin.

“What’d you do today?”

I study his face, debate pushing him for answers.

But…I don’t think he’s ready. So, I can be the one to share this time, even if it’s only about something as innocuous as my day. “I worked. Watched the game.” I lift my copper mug. “Had a mule while cursing the Grizzlies. Admired a penis I want to suck deep and then ride like I’m a cowgirl trying to tame a stallion.”

“I’ll get you the hat,” he murmurs, leaning back against the wall, the shower running behind him, steam filling the room, blurring the edges of him on my screen.

I wink. “I think I’d look good in it.”

“You look good in anything.” A beat. “Or better yet, nothing at all.”

I smile then sigh softly. “Will you tell me?”

“About the game?”

“I watched the game, honey,” I say. “Though I’ll listen if you want to break it down. I can even throw in a hockey term or a hundred if need be thanks to Knox’s training.” His expression gentles and I go for it. “I mean whatever happened between when you left a couple days ago and now to bring those shadows back out in your eyes.”

CHAPTER TWENTY

Riggs

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