Page 29 of Giddy-Up
No.He was sure he didn’t.Pretty sure.That would be weird.
Focus!
Right.
Fuck it.
Wade stalked to the kitchen counter where Riley was unloading their catch and wasted no time spinning her around to face him.Then he swooped.Not even waiting for her to find her balance.He’d waited long enough.
His mouth finally back on hers, he was ready to change his mind.Screw being a gentleman, he wanted her.So fucking bad.
As he pulled her closer, both his hands slipped down.One going straight to her hip while the other moved slower, his knuckles pausing over the pounding of her heart before lightly brushing the curve of her breast.Matching her whimpers with his own groan, he took the kiss deeper.She tasted like goddamn heaven.
Another swipe of his tongue and he felt her nipple harden beneath his fingers.Jesus.He was groaning again.Or was that a growl?
Who the hell cares?
He certainly didn’t.He was embracing the beast she brought out in him.That was made clear when he released her lips only to sink his teeth into the crook of her neck seconds later.He teased, then licked, and teased again.Delighting as Riley dropped her head back and let out a sexy mew.
“I want you,” he whispered against her skin.
Sacrificing the feel of her soft body for a moment, he lifted her onto the countertop.
“Spread your legs,” he demanded.To which she immediately complied.
He liked that.And not just because she’d done what he’d wanted.But because of the fire he’d seen in her eyes when he’d asked.
Stepping between jean clad thighs, he decided to push further.
“Hands above your head.”His voice sounded just as dirty as his thoughts.And as he watched Riley lift her arms, they only got dirtier.
Pushing his fingers under her top, he kept his eyes locked on hers as he slowly lifted the flimsy material.His blood heating more and more with every heavy breath she took.
It didn’t take long for the top to hit the floor while Wade took in the beautiful sight before him.Silk curves wrapped in pink lace.
Riley’s arms were still up.Goddamn.If he didn’t know this woman was made for him before, he did now.
Going in for another taste, his kiss turned possessive as he reached up to guide Riley’s hands together.His knuckles then began their descent downward, caressing each smooth dip from her wrist to her elbow, under her arm and over the pink lace.He didn’t miss her quiver beneath his touch.Or the growing impatience of her whimpers.
He wanted to see more.Touch it all.Taste everything.
His hands went to the button on her jeans, within seconds they were open, her zip pulled down and his fingers in her panties.
Fuck me.
It was his turn to groan again as he got his first feel of what was waiting for him.She was soaked.Enough for him to want to beat his chest.But as his fingers began to dip further inside, he felt her tense up.That’s when he lost her lips.
“I-I, umm, I-I can’t,” she spluttered between pants.“I think you’re right.We, uh, we should wait...until our third date.”
Wade managed to swallow down his latest groan as his hand slipped from between her thighs.He chose to ignore the panic in her voice and not focus on the “can’t” part of her speech.It was a lady’s prerogative to change her mind.He would always respect that.
But he needed a moment to get himself together.He chose to take it while bending down to grab Riley’s top.
Fuck.
Damnit, he was so turned on it was hard to form a sentence.But he had to.He knew that as soon as he heard the word “sorry” slip from Riley’s perfect pink lips.
After handing her the shirt, he softly ran his thumb across her lower lip.“Petal, don’t ever be sorry for telling me what you want.”
