Page 62 of After Tonight

He licked up over her clit and relished the way she tightened her knees against his ears and the sharp intake of air.

“Holy—” She ended the thought with a gasp as he swirled his tongue over her clit. “Yes.”

He loved hearing his effect on her. He loved feeling it and tasting it too. He could happily spend the next two hours right here, doing this. But he needed her mouth on his cock.

“You know, the beauty of this position is we can both do it at the same time,” he said. He gave her butt a little swat.

“Right. Sorry.”

He started to say something sarcastic, but she immediately took his cock in hand and slid her mouth down over his length.

His groan felt like it came from his bones. Nothing had ever felt like this. Yes, fucking her against the wall had been amazing. He wanted to do that a few hundred more times. But this…something about having her spread out over his mouth while she took him deep in hers felt different. It was dirty and intimate and so unlike anything he’d ever imagined with this girl that he couldn’t quite get over it.

He hung on for a few minutes, feasting on her, letting the feel of her hot, sassy mouth taking him in over and over wash through him. But he couldn’t take it for long. He gripped her hips and rotated her as he sat up, swinging her around until she was straddling his thighs. Thank God his seat went way back.

“That,” he kissed her deep and hard, “is what happens when you dare me.”

“I’ll definitely keep that in mind,” she said breathlessly.

“But this…” He lifted her slightly, brought her forward and then down. She sank down onto his cock, and the happy sigh she gave made his balls tighten. “Is what happens when you’re amazing and sweet and brutally honest and bratty and gorgeous.”

“I can keep a couple of those up for sure.”

He laughed. She could keep all of those going—and he was never going to get over her.

The thought seemed to come out of nowhere, but before he could give it more attention, she wrapped her arms around his neck, pressed her lips to his, and said, “Okay, Sex God, let’s do this thing.”

And they did. His hands gripped her hips as he moved her up and down, and while she helped lift and lower her body on his, he set the pace, he controlled how deep he thrust, and he was the one to finally say, “Come for me, Ry. Please come for me.”

She called out his name as her body clenched around him, and he felt like the god she teased him about being. He really fucking did. Because Riley Ames didn’t do anything anyone told her to do.

He thrust up into her sweet, hot body. Her tightness gripped him and he wrapped his arms around her, holding her close as he hammered his hips upward. He felt the orgasm bearing down and he let go with a shout. Her name. He couldn’t help but shout her name.

She slumped against him, and he just held her. They breathed together for several long minutes, and Derek realized that he didn’t have one iota of anxiety about getting back to the bar, about any other project, about his pizzas. Holding this woman was exactly where he wanted to be.

So when her phone rang in the pocket of her jeans on the floor of his truck, he swore.

She pulled back and smiled at him. “I’m flattered.”

“Don’t answer it.”

“I have to.”

“Someone wants something.”

“Probably.”

He squeezed her ass. “Well, there’s no one who wants more from you than I do.”

He felt her tense up, saw her eyes go wide, and realized what he’d said. He thought about it quickly. Should he joke about it? Tease her about assuming too much?

But she wasn’t assuming too much. He wasn’t joking. He wanted her. All of her. He wanted her to stay in Sapphire Falls. He wanted her to work with Scott. He wanted her to be at the Come Again with him every night he worked. And he wanted to work fewer nights. He wanted to take time off. He wanted to stay home.

“Riley—”

“I have to answer it.” She slid off his lap and reached for her pants. She looked at the number, then swiped the screen to answer it. “Hi.”

She listened for a moment, then her eyes got big—even bigger than when Derek had basically admitted he was falling for her—and she said, “Yes, of course. Oh my God.”

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