Page 11 of Rivals

“Ohmygawd,” I hear a different girl’s gasp and giggle followed by a scoff from my girl.

She opens the door and steps out, not even bothering to say hello first. “What are you doing?”

My gaze runs over her loose hair and her makeup free face before taking in her tiny booty shorts, long t-shirt with a pirate face on it, and her red painted toes. Heat races down my spine and my chest squeezes. She’s always been pretty; I’ve forever been fighting other guys off her, but now I can’t help but think that she takes my breath away. Riley is effortlessly beautiful and the realization that I could have been sneaking out to see her sooner kills me.

“Come with me,” I tell her and reach for her hand.

She steps back, her defenses raised, not that I blame her. “No.”

“Why?” I crack a grin at her hesitancy, the distrust dancing across her face.

“Call me crazy but sneaking off with you in the middle of the night doesn’t sound good for me. Are you planning to kill me then bury me in the woods?”

The laugh that escapes my mouth makes her stiffen. “If I was going to kill you, the better option would have been last night when it could have been blamed on alcohol and a party. Now everyone knows my lips have touched yours today.”

“Spoken like a true psychopath.”

I tuck my hands in my hoodie, watching her. “Takes one to know one, babe.”

Her cheeks turn a shade of pink “I am not your babe.”

“Debatable. I had my cock in your mouth then you swallowed my cum. And today I’m chasing after you, which is something I don’t do. Ever.”

Riley flies at me, her hand trying to cover my mouth, and block out the words I’m saying. Probably trying to keep all of her teammates from knowing that she got down on her knees for a Saint and that makes me want to expose her even more. I open my mouth, but it’s like she guessed what I’m about to do. Riley takes my hand and starts pulling me toward the trail in the woods. I go willingly, it’s not like she could actually pull me or make me go anywhere anyway.

We’re alone on the beach, but she still insists on checking in every direction. I’ve already done my own assessment and came to the conclusion that we’re by ourselves. I fold my arms, smirking at her, and she glares back.

“I am not sucking you off again.”

My brow rises, and I start to get instantly hard just from her saying the words. I bet if I asked nicely or kissed her a little, she’d be singing a different tune. “Good thing I wasn’t going to ask you to.”

This time she’s the one who looks shocked or dare I even say confused. Her hands land on her hips. “Then what am I doing out here, Reign?”

A sigh leaves my lips and my hands run over my face. “Look, I’m not usually a selfish bastard. But under the circumstances I didn’t really get to enjoy you last night.”

Her cheeks flame red. “Are you asking to return the favor?”

I shrug. “Not asking, babe, just preparing you for what’s going to happen.”

Riley shakes her head, the ends over her hair grazing her covered tits. “I don’t need you to.”

“Fuck needing me to.” I grab her arm and yank her against me. The minute her body heat hits mine, it’s as if a dark haze fills my vision and all I can picture is her skin, with my hands all over her. Her heart hammers hard in her chest, I can feel it through her t-shirt. She tries to pull back, but I lock my arms around her, trapping her against me.

“You don’t have to fight me, Riles,” I drag my lips down her neck, humming my approval when shivers follow in my wake. “I’ll make you feel good and ask for nothing in return.”

“Why don’t I believe that?” she grits out, her eyes flashing.

“Believe what you want to. I think it makes sense to get this urge out. I need to taste you, to see if it goes away.”

“What if it doesn’t?” she challenges while our gazes meet. I don’t know what to think about what will happen if it doesn’t go away. How would I get her out of my system and do I even want to?

My free hand palms her hip, before sliding up her side and under the material of her shirt. She gasps at my touch. My lips gently kiss her neck and the angle of her jaw while squeezing the perfect handful of her breast. She shakes in my hold, her eyes becoming half-hooded. “Take your shirt off.”

I remove my arms from around her and yank my hoodie off over my head. The slight chill in the air is doing nothing to tamper the heat on my skin that’s raging in my blood. Riley hesitates for a second before she sees me laying my sweatshirt on the sand. Her t-shirt follows, and I take the fabric from her hands, dropping it to the side. I’m on her in the next instant, one hand cradling her head, while the other spans over the naked skin of her back, before I lower us to the ground. My lips slant over hers, parting them with my tongue, and suddenly the dark fog seems to clear a little. My body blankets hers while I drive my tongue in her mouth, tasting her, fucking starving for every whimper and moan that is trapped between us. My hands are all over her, touching every part of her I can, loving the chill on her skin as I chase it away with my heat. I squeeze her tits, before taking each nipple between my fingers and rolling the sensitive little buds. Riley moans into our kiss, arching her back and pressing her soft flesh further into my hands. It feels fucking perfect that she wants my touch just as bad. I kiss down her neck and over her chest before taking her nipple into my mouth and lavishing it with my tongue. Her legs clamp around my waist, pulling my body into hers.

I need to get my mouth on her. I’ve been obsessed with the thought since I tongue-fucked her mouth this morning. If I’m being honest, it’s been since she straddled me last night. Riley knew my plans; she knows and understands what makes me tick. Just like I know those things about her. This is new though. Knowing what Riley tastes like, what sounds she makes, how tight her body is, those are things I haven’t learned, and they might be the most dangerous. They might make me crave more from her.

My fingers curl around the waistband of her shorts and pull them down with her underwear, placing them beside us with her t-shirt. I plant a kiss on her belly and slide lower to her hips. Riley’s hands dive into my hair and I hear the small gasp she makes when my hands slide under her ass. Her legs fall open, inviting me in. I kiss the top of her bare sex and run my finger down her slit and find how wet she is for me. I groan. “Fuck, you’re beautiful everywhere”

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