Page 69 of Hat Trick

Riley moves closer so his chest presses against mine. He’s warm and his lips are soft, but his kisses are rough. They’re hot and heavy and bordering on the point of aggressive, like he’s been waiting for this moment foryears.

“Fuck,” he murmurs. The word is sinful. Both steady and unhinged. His mouth moves to my neck, kissing below my ear, and my back arches off the wall. “Are you?—”

“I’m fully aware of what I’m asking.” I put my hand on his chest. His heart is racing. His pulse is jumping.I did that. “And it’s not a mistake.”

“Tell me to stop,” he practically begs. “You have to tell me to stop, Lex, because otherwise, I’m not?—”

“I don’t want you to stop.” It rushes out of me, a tangle in my chest. “I want you to do everythingbutstop. Kissing. Coming. Both at the same time. Preferably sooner rather than later. Or I’ll go ask James if he can help instead.”

“Don’t you fucking dare,” Riley growls. He surprises me when he wraps my hair around his wrist and gives it a tug. I gasp when my chin tilts up, our eyes meeting. “You’re so fucking bossy. Is this how I get you to shut up? By giving your mouth something to do?”

Holy fuck.

None of this was on my bingo card for tonight.

I figured I’d eat some food with the team. I’d have a drink or two with the girls then head upstairs to get off with my vibrator after a long shower, but this isso much better.

Because Riley is looking at me like he’s a man starved, like he needs to kiss me againright this very second, and I’ve never been good at denying someone what they want.

“Come on.” I run my fingers through his hair. “Doesn’t it sound fun? It’s only one night,” I say.

“One night,” he repeats, weighing the words. “And then we?—”

“Pretend like it never happened.”

“Would that make things awkward between us?”

“I won’t be awkward if you won’t be awkward. We’re both adults, right?”

He stares at me again, and his attention is unnerving. It makes my nipples hard and my underwear wet. I wait with bated breath for his answer, and it comes in the form of a smile. With his thumb tracing down the curve of my jaw and his mouth against my ear.

“Fuck it,” he whispers, kissing me again. “One night. Let’s play, Lexi.”

TWENTY-ONE

RILEY

I didn’t meanto start kissing Lexi when she got to my room, but now that I am, I can’t bring myself to stop.

She’s too distracting. Too fucking sexy when I guide her over to the couch and she moves across the cushions to straddle me, a leg on either side of my thighs. She grins when she runs her fingers through my hair, and I’m harder than I’ve been in months—fucking years, probably.

I’m in so much trouble. She’s barely touching me, and I’m thoroughly wrecked. God help me when she takes off her clothes.

“Should we talk about this some more?” I ask.

“We could.” She drags her nails down my chest and leaves a trail of red marks in her wake. “Or we could keep going and not talk. What else is there to say?”

“Okay, yes.Yes. I want to keep going, Lex,obviously. But…” I curl my fingers around her chin then tilt her head down to look at me. Her lipstick is smudged. Her eyes are wide, and she is so goddamn beautiful. “Are you… do we…” I trail off, not knowing what the hell I want to ask. “Fuck.”

“That should definitely be on the list. Kissing and coming, remember?”

I laugh and rub my hand up her arm. She shivers and leans forward, and I reach out to pinch her nipple. She drops her head back and whines, and I’m six seconds away from ripping every piece of clothing off her body.

“Moment of honesty?” I ask, my brain finally catching up to my dick after having the woman of my dreams on top of me.

“Please,” she says.

“I haven’t been with anyone since…” I gesture at my lower body. “I haven’t touched myself either. This is ah, embarrassing, but it needs to be said. I don’t know if things will work how they’re supposed to work. I didn’t… I should’ve looked this stuff up online. Do I leave my leg on? Do I take it off?”

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