Slowly, with our eyes locked on each other, I lowered.
I took him inside me one marginal fraction of an inch at a time, feeling his hot length sear me every second of the way. When I thought he was all the way in, I lifted, sinking my hips back down again only to find even more depth.
Zeke’s lips hovered over mine before he bit back a curse and let his head fall back, peeling his eyes open to watch me repeat the motion. Those eyes were heavy and low, and when they crawled up the length of my body to meet my gaze, I tightened around him, just that look sending me closer to the edge.
“You feel…” He helped me move, another short, hot breath expelling from his lips. “Fucking incredible, Riley.”
I could only moan my agreement, could only dig my nails into his flesh as I found a slow, steady rhythm, using my thigh muscles to lift me before he’d guide me down to take him all in again.
Up and down, forward and back, a rocking motion that had my clit catching the most subtle friction against his pelvis every time I lowered. I leaned forward even more, wanting a better connection, and Zeke bit his lip before running his tongue around my nipple now square in his face.
Hot electricity licked along my spine with him, jolting between my legs and making my walls squeeze tight around Zeke without me having any control. He groaned at how it felt, at how I rode him more intensely, nails scratching over his chest as I pushed back so I could watch him as I did.
My pace quickened, hips rolling and back arching and each breath sparking out of me like smoke. I was so close, right on the edge, when he flexed his hips and met my thrust with his own.
Lightning.
He hit something so deep inside me that I saw lightning.
I cried out his name, holding on for dear life as he flexed again and again, holding my hips steady as he worked. I couldn’t rock my own anymore. I couldn’t move anything. I just succumbed to the pleasure igniting in my toes, my ears, until it spread like fire through every part of me and met in the middle.
I exploded.
Wave after wave of my orgasm pulsed through me. I couldn’t contain how loud I moaned, how wild my movements became as I writhed against the climax. And I’d barely finished my own before Zeke was ripping me up off him, reaching around me to finish the job with his hand so he didn’t spill inside me. I felt his hot release against my ass, the back of my thighs, and I kissed him hard while he worked out the last of it.
When he went lax, I did, too, collapsing on his chest as he wrapped his clean hand around me and held the other out and away.
I pulled back, peeking over my shoulder to survey the mess he’d made on my skin.
I blushed at how I loved it.
“Speaking of art…” I teased, arching a brow at him as I turned to face him again.
He smirked. “Happy birthday.”
We both laughed at that, and then I was swept into his arms and carried to the shower for cleanup.
And a blissful round two.
Zeke
“I don’t feel sorry for you,” Riley said matter-of-factly, one hip kicking to the side with extra sass as she crossed her arms and looked down at where I sat at our small dining table. “You’ve known about this paper the entire semester. I told you not to wait to start it. And what did you do?”
I sighed, glaring at the blank cursor as it blinked back at me on my laptop screen.
My eyes flitted back to Riley, who had absolutely zero idea how fucking sexy she looked in that moment. Her long hair was dirty and piled on top of her head in a messy ponytail, most of that grime thanks to how much I’d had my hands in that mop of hair lately. My Rebels Athletics t-shirt hung loose on her, cutting off just below the hem of her tiny boy shorts I knew she wore underneath only because I’d seen her pull them on this morning.
Suddenly, that paper was the last thing on my mind — even if my eligibility to play football hinged on it.
I kicked back in my chair, standing and sliding my arms around Riley as I pulled her close. She went stiff at first, like she was going to pull away, but a smile spread on her lips when my hands slid down to grip her ass firmly.
“This isn’t helping,” she said pointedly.
“I beg to differ.”
I husked the words under the shell of her ear, sucking her lobe between my teeth next and earning the soft little mewl I was aiming for. But as soon as my cock hardened and Riley felt it press against her stomach, she shoved her hands into my chest and put space between us.