Page 33 of Fumbling for Perfection

“Wow.” Riley drapes her arm across her eyes. “Wow,” she repeats.

“I prefer God, but I get if I fucked the words out of you.”

Her stomach shakes with her laughter. “I can’t believe we just did that in my office.”

I straighten and moan as my softening dick begs me to shove it back inside her. I help Riley to a seated position and glance around her office. “Do you have a towel?”

“In my gym bag.” She points to a navy-blue duffel in the corner.

I give her a chaste kiss and cross the room to her bag. Much to my dismay, when I turn around again, she’s tucked her tits back into her sports bra and righted her shirt. I wipe her clean first, then dry my cock. When I’m as dry as I’m going to get, I pull up my joggers and help Riley with her leggings.

After struggling for a bit, she giggles and swats my hand away. “I can do it.”

“I’m much better at taking your clothes off than I am at putting them back on.”

Riley hops off the table and shimmies her hips until her leggings are back in place. “I hope I didn’t make you miss your flight again.”

“Totally worth it if I do.” I kiss her lips, keeping my tongue to myself or I really will miss it. Not that I care.

“Thank you for taking my mind off work. You’re really good at that.”

“Anytime, sweetheart.” I brush a strand of hair that came loose from her ponytail and give her one more kiss on her cheek.

“I’d offer to walk you out, but I don’t trust my legs on those stairs right now.”

I hear her loud and clear. She needs her space. I’m not offended. The chemistry, the feelings, the everything between us is more than either of us planned. Some space is needed, but not necessarily wanted.

“Eat a muffin. You got a good workout this morning.” I give her body one final perusal and wink at her. “Perfection.”

I let myself out and don’t stop smiling until I’m sound asleep on the plane.

CHAPTER NINE

RILEY

“Shut the fuck up.” Kendall smacks my arm and plops herself next to me on my living room couch. “I can’t believe you waited three days to tell me you not only saw hottie McWalker again, but you fucked him. Twice. I still don’t get why you didn’t stay the night in his hotel room.”

“I had an early Pilates class.”

“Girlfriend.” Kendall hugs a pillow close to her chest. “That fine piece of ass is worth canceling a class. You only teach it for the workout, but I bet you and Walker burned more calories than you did in that class.”

“Only because I don’t get the full workout when teaching.”

“Stop sidetracking. Tell me more about his dick.”

I laugh and kick my foot out at her. “I’m not telling you anything about his dick.”

“You would if it was small and unimpressive. Which means he’s hung like a fucking stallion.”

“Seriously, Kendall.” I heave out a deep sigh. “What am I going to do?”

“Fuck—”

“For real.”

Rowan’s the better one to talk to about serious matters, but her schedule is opposite ours right now. Until she finishes her nursing degree, she’s pulling a lot of late-night shifts at the hospital.

“Jackson doesn’t mind.”

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