Page 66 of The One Night Match
“You feel huge like this,” Riley murmurs, looking down at where our bodies are joined.
She looks so fucking pretty in nothing but my shirt, the neck falling off her shoulder and giving me a view of the marks I’ve left on her.
I’m starting to think I’ll never be able to let her out of the house again without her being covered in my marks.
“I want you to make us come together, Kitten. Ride me until we’re both falling apart.”
She swallows heavily before lifting her hips tentatively, testing to see what feels good and what doesn’t. It occurs to me that she may never have been on top before, especially if she hasn’t had many partners since high school, but that thought only fills me with a sick sense of pride that I get to be her first.
I let her find a rhythm that works for her, watching with smug satisfaction as she rises and falls, soft moans tumbling from between her pouty lips.
When I can’t keep my hands off her anymore, I shove the shirt up, uncovering her perfect tits.
Riley grips the hem and tugs it off, leaving her naked as she fucks me in slow rolls that are testing my control in a way it’s never been tested.
“Cruz,” she whines, her body trembling as her pace begins to stutter.
“You close, Kitten?”
She nods with a soft gasp. “So close.”
“Come for me, Riley. Come all over my cock. Drag me over the edge with you.” I growl out the words as I finally drop my hands to her hips, guiding her as she loses her composure.
Watching Riley come is always an out-of-body experience, but seeing her take her own pleasure like this, watching as she falls apart riding me, is all I need to pull me over the edge with her.
Her pussy clenches around me so tight my vision blurs at the edges, and it takes everything in me not to rut into her like a wild animal.
She cries out as her nails dig into my pecs, riding out every last bit of her pleasure as I fill her with ropes of my cum.
It’s not until we’re both spent that she collapses on top of me, her body still trembling slightly as she comes down from her release.
I bury my face in her throat, locking both arms around her to keep her where I want her. “That was my kind of breakfast in bed.”
She laughs softly. “If I knew this was on offer, I would have started sleeping in here the first night.”
I chuckle, tightening my hold on her.
I had no idea when I signed up with the matchmaker that they’d actually find me my perfect match, but they’ll definitely be getting a glowing review from me when the time comes.
My body thrums with barely contained nervous energy.
If you’d told me a few months ago that I would struggle to leave my wife at home with a whole team of security to protect her, I’d have told you that you’re insane. But after three days cooped up with my whole immediate family, I finally had to leave to take care of our rats.
Well, two of them at least.
We’re still not certain how many there are, and that’s part of the reason we need to do this today. The ball is only daysaway, and the closer we get without knowing who we can trust is making me want to cancel more than ever.
Not that Mom or Riley will let me.
As soon as she had the chance, Mom got my wife on her side, and now they’re both adamant about how important the event is.
Which I never said it wasn’t. I just said it wasn’t as important as Riley’s life, which I stand by.
Colten clenches the steering wheel beside me, his body giving away the tension he’s holding inside.
My best friend came to the family when we were kids, the bastard child of my father’s second in charge, and the two of them never let him forget it. They treated him like he was scum, like he had no business being in our organization, despite constantly proving the opposite.
He learned code when we were in middle school, started hacking government bodies when we were in high school, and by the time we graduated from college, he was one of the best hackers in the country. But none of it was ever enough for Dad or Gino, and that’s part of what got them both killed.
