Page 12 of A Private Affair
“Well, since you asked.” Chaz turned on his side and extended his legs so that both of his feet tangled between hers.
They were warm, and focusing so much on this simple yet very different touch had managed to calm the anxiety that was steadily building inside of her. She smiled into the darkness.
Chaz listened as Riley’s breathing steadied and she finally fell asleep. He couldn’t see the clock but he’d guess maybe a half hour to forty minutes had passed since they’d first climbed into bed. Riley Gold wasn’t used to sleeping with men. The assessment kind of went with the tabloid’s perception of her, but a part of Chaz had always envisioned her as the intelligent businesswoman who shed that shield in the privacy of her own home, opening up to the man in her life. However, instinct had told him cuddling wasn’t on her agenda. That and the fact that she’d gotten into bed and lain so close to the edge he was afraid she might fall off. Still, just as pleasure was the key to tearing down her defenses, touch was one of the first steps to that pleasure.
Their feet were still entwined as she lay on her back and he on his side. She hadn’t made any move to get closer to him, but she hadn’t ordered him back to his side of the bed, either. That was progress.
Why he was even the least bit concerned about that progress, Chaz had no idea.
This was just sex. Long overdue and really good sex, but just sex nonetheless. He wasn’t in the market for anything else. And neither was she. They were the perfect couple, or noncouple, as their business lives came first.
Except for tonight. Chaz wasn’t going to think about his business or the work he was doing for his uncle and he didn’t want Riley thinking about her job, either. These moments were reserved for them. While this hadn’t been the way Chaz thought he would end his evening, he was glad things had turned in his favor.
He’d had sex with the infamous Riley Gold. A triumphant smile touched his lips but fell away the moment he recalled how quickly she’d jumped up from the bed and run into the bathroom. For a few startled seconds he’d wondered what that was about, but realized he already knew. While the fashion industry might look at Riley like some worldly princess trying to make a name for herself, Chaz had always felt he knew her better. It was strange, this insight into a woman who’d done nothing but brush him off since the first day they’d met.
Chaz wasn’t Riley’s type—he was too outgoing, had too many women and was too public with his social media background in comparison to the privacy she fought like hell to maintain. And yet, they’d been drawn to each other from the start. So much so that he was barely restraining himself from touching her again. Sure, his feet were on hers and for the last little while he’d been content with that. Now, not so much.
He eased over slightly until the warmth from her body beneath the covers reached out to him. With the lightest touch imaginable, Chaz let his fingers trace a line from her wrist up her bare arm. To do this he’d had to push up the sleeve of her robe. Her skin was so soft and warm he ached to kiss her right there, in the spot where her elbow bent and around to her shoulder, over her back, down to her... She stirred and in the next seconds Chaz knew she was wide-awake. But she’d made no move to push him away.
Chaz eased his hand around her waist and untied the belt of her robe. He pushed the silky material off her arm and pressed his lips lightly to her shoulder. She didn’t move or speak but he felt her body relax. He kissed her there again and moved closer to her, so close the hard length of his cock now rubbed against her upper thigh. If she had a reaction to feeling him so hot and ready for her, she wasn’t showing it. Despite that little chink in his ego, Chaz continued.
He ran his hand over the parts of her skin he’d just kissed, easing her onto her side so his lips could glide over the skin of her back. Untangling the lower part of his legs from hers allowed Chaz more range to continue tasting her golden skin. The faint hint of her floral perfume lingered and he wondered if she’d rubbed the fragrance over every part of her body. He kissed down the path of her spine, his fingers moving over her skin softly. The small of her back was a delectable little spot where Chaz couldn’t help but plant openmouthed kisses, circling his tongue from one side to the other, as if the very act was somehow branding her as his.
She sighed, a quiet little whoosh of breath that encouraged and further aroused him. He planted his palms on the smooth globes of her ass and closed his eyes to sensations rippling through his body at that simple touch. Riley Gold had a great ass. Plump enough to make his dick hard just from watching her walk across the room and delicious enough naked to make him grit his teeth and pray for patience. He’d already given her hot and fast at her request, now Chaz was aiming for nice and slow.
He kissed one rounded half and then the other before touching his tongue lightly to the top of her crease. Her breath quickened but she did not speak. Her body felt relaxed and compliant while the thought of her waiting for what he planned to do next had to be one of the most erotic moments he’d ever experienced.
Chaz didn’t keep her guessing. He followed the line with his tongue, gripping her cheeks in his hands until they were overflowing his fingers. When he was down far enough, he extended his tongue until he could touch the warm lips of her pussy. She was already wet for him. He groaned and took another lick.
“I love that you’re already bare for me.” He murmured the words and didn’t know if she heard them or not before his tongue was on her heated flesh once more.
He slid his hand from her bottom to her thigh and lifted her top leg higher, giving himself greater access. His mouth was fully open now and all over her with slow but hungry strokes of his tongue. It was a cliché but Chaz didn’t give a damn, she tasted so irresistibly sweet. He never wanted to stop tasting her. But her thighs had already begun to shake and his dick was painfully hard, poking through the slit in his boxers. He was going to pull away and grab a condom, in just a second, after he licked her right there...
Riley hissed loudly and arched her back the second his tongue inched inside her warm entrance. She shattered in his hands, her moans echoing in the room while her climax shook her body.
Chaz moved the moment she was still again. He rolled over to the side of the bed where he’d left his empty champagne glass and the strip of condoms. He pulled one free, tore open the packet and sheathed his bobbing length. When he eased onto the bed again, he reached around to touch Riley’s chin, turning her face toward his.
“Tonight, it’s only about pleasure, Riley. Yours. Mine. Nothing or nobody else. Understand?”
He could feel that she was nodding but Chaz needed to hear the words. He wanted to hear her voice.
“Say it. Tell me you want this. That you want me. Say it, Riley.”
He hadn’t realized how desperately he needed to hear those words. The feeling was urgent and deeply seated inside him, just as the need to break down her barriers was. Chaz couldn’t explain either circumstance. He wasn’t in the market for a girlfriend or any type of commitment. Sure, he’d wanted Riley in his bed for a long time, but this was different. He knew it even though he couldn’t explain it.
“I want you.” Her voice was husky and sexier than any other sound he’d ever heard. “I want this.” She reached up to flatten her palms on his chest and moved them slowly down until she could wrap her fingers around his thick length. “I want it all right now, Chaz. Right. Now.”
She was still lying on her side but had turned slightly to touch him. Chaz touched her hip and then reluctantly eased her hand away from his length. It was a necessary bit of torture so that he could completely remove her robe. When that was done, he returned her to the position on her side, with her plump ass facing him.
“You can have it now,” he whispered and lifted her top leg so that he could slide between her thighs. “You can have anything, Riley. Any damn thing you want.” He clenched his teeth as he slid deep into her with one long stroke. He was buried inside, and still, Chaz felt the burning desire for more. He began stroking in and out, loving the feel of her heated moisture gliding seamlessly along his rigid dick. He closed his eyes and let the pleasure overtake him while one word echoed in his mind repeatedly:damn.
In one night, Riley Gold might have completely damned him.
CHAPTER SIX
“LET’SGOSIGHTSEEING,” Chaz suggested the next morning. “Isn’t that what people do in Milan?”
They were sitting across from each other at a round table positioned close to a window.
