Page 14 of Fumbling for Perfection

Riley’s chest moves up and down with every deep breath she takes. “I want you to kiss me.”

I like my lips. “Where?”

“Everywhere.”

I shake my head. “In due time. Where do you want me to start?”

Her gaze lowers to her mound. “Between my legs.”

It’s adorable how quickly she turns shy. I scoot back and lower my mouth once again to her thigh, giving it a gentle kiss. “Here?”

“Walker,” she moans.

“Here?” I kiss her other thigh.

“Please.”

“I love hearing you beg.” I inch my way closer to her center and grin when she falls back against the pillows.

“I can’t wait to make you beg later.” She clutches my shoulders and guides my mouth to where she wants me.

I take my time, licking, kissing, nipping. When she’s close, I use my fingers to bring her to the edge, stopping when I feel her start to clamp down on me.

“Payback’s a bitch,” she curses at me.

“I can’t wait, sweetheart.” I close the deal, hooking my finger inside her and sucking her clit until she nearly catapults off the bed.

Using my free arm, I anchor her hips to the bed as she convulses around me and cries out my name, God’s, and lets out a string of curses. I wait until her breathing has slowed before crawling back up over her body, holding the bulk of my weight off her, but pressing my thick, heavy cock against her stomach.

“I won’t be mad if you need a nap.” I grin when her eyes pop open and she glares at me.

“Oh, I think not, Mr. Muscles. We’re just getting started.”

CHAPTER THREE

RILEY

I should have known Walker had more stamina than me. He’s more than a pretty face and a truckload of muscles. The last thing I remembered before I passed out from an orgasm coma was him getting up to dispose of the third and final condom.

I hadn’t planned on staying the night, and I sure as hell hadn’t planned on cuddling with him until the sun came up. His warm, solid chest presses against my back, and his heavy arm is slung over my waist.

After three rounds of explosive sex and a damn fine blow job, if I do say so myself, I can’t believe he’s already hard. Or still hard. The man is insatiable. I wiggle my ass against his erection and he chuckles.

“Not tired from that marathon, are you?” He nuzzles his nose into my neck and kisses behind my ear.

“Marathon?” I snort. “I thought that was the warm up.”

His chuckle rumbles through him and he squeezes me into his chest. “As tempted as I am to call you on your bluff, I’m quite content right here just like this.”

“That so?” I push my ass back into his erection. I don’t know why I’m teasing him. My body is sore from head to toe. “Guess I won then.”

Walker left no part of me untouched, unloved. Even without moving from the bed, I can tell my limbs are going to be useless noodles. I could use another few hours of sleep, but I need to get back to my hotel and get ready for the luncheon.

I’ll never be able to do this again. Never see Walker again. Never...so many nevers after today.

“You okay?” Walker rubs his hand along my hip and turns me in his arms.

How he can sense the turmoil in my head is beyond me. “I should head back to my hotel. I didn’t mean to stay the night.”

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