Page 24 of Dangerous Love

When she leaned over, her hand hovering above my thigh, I jerked away and glared at her. “Don’t you dare, Sienna Curtis. Leave my manhood alone.”

She winked at me. “Don’t worry, shy boy, it’s you who’ll cave first. I’m looking forward to it.” She pointed towards the front entrance of Youth Legacy. “Saved by the gate.”

“How does it feel being back?” I asked as I parked the car in my spot.

Her eyes studied her surroundings, her olive skin paling a little. “Weird.”

I turned the ignition off, removed my seat belt, and faced her. “Wanna go in?”

She shook her head. “Not yet.” She jolted her chin towards the swings between the youth centre and the commercial kitchen. “God, it seemed so big back then.”

Memories of meeting her for the first time when Avery and Grace had just started Nutrify flashed in my head. Though it was less than three years ago, it felt a lifetime away.

Her voice thinned. “I remember you pushing me on that swing, pretending to be all youth-workerish and all.”

I chuckled. “I was a youth worker.”

“Not to me.”

I grabbed her hand. “I know.”

She pointed to the basketball court. “You used to play all day in there with Oliver and the others. I’d pretend I loved basketball just to watch you run.” A sad smile crossed her face. “Do you remember where we almost kissed?”

I nodded, heaviness drilling my gut. I took a deep breath and stared at the bench behind us, now reflected in my rearview mirror. Visions of her leaning into me, her fingers shaking as she stroked my face, flashed in front of my eyes. My throat tightened when I remembered her blank expression when I pushed her away. Coldness flushed through my veins as Sienna swallowed hard next to me. I rubbed the top of her hand with my thumb. “I’m sorry, baby girl. I really am.”

Her voice trembled as she looked at me with anguish in her eyes and said, “I know. I’m not angry. I was just hurt.”

When tears coated her lashes, I leaned forward and kissed her cheek. “You know I only wanted to protect you. I was the adult, and you were... complicated.”

As soon as my mouth touched her face, she swung my way and gripped onto me. “Riley, kiss me please.”

My throat tightened, the battle in my mind freezing me into place. I lowered my gaze to her mouth, and when she licked her bottom lip, my resolve weakened. “Sienna,” I grunted. “You’re making it so hard for me. I want you so bad, sometimes I think I’m going to lose my goddamn mind.”

“Why can’t you have me then?” she whispered. Her lips touched me. Lightly. Almost like she wanted me to choose. Her coconut scent teased me as I drifted closer to her. My hand found the base of her shoulder, and when she whimpered against my mouth, something in me snapped. I tightened my hold on her and pulled her against me, our lips devouring each other. My hand travelled to the back of her head, my palm bringing her even closer until we blended as one. Every sound coming out of her took me to another level of animalistic need, barely tamed by my mouth sucking hard on the flesh in the crook of her neck.

She fisted my shirt, pulling me tight against her breasts. Each of her sharp breaths slammed my chest. She moaned deeper into my throat, my fingers blazing her body until they cupped her lush mounds. Her flesh fitted perfectly in my hands, like they’d been carved with me in mind.

She shuffled until she was almost kneeling on her seat, and in one swift move, I lifted her over the gear stick until she was straddling me. My hands settled on her ass, my palms following the movement of her grinding against my crotch. My breath grew ragged, my dick harder than a Besser block. And when her moaning increased in volume, I sunk into my seat, my eyes closed. And I almost forgot we were in broad day light, parked in front of my workplace.

Shit.Like I’d been ripped out of heaven, I paused and tightened my arms around her until she was pinned against my chest. She fought the restriction for a second, her pelvis shaking over mine, but when my mouth found her ear, she collapsed over me.

“Sienna, goddamn it. Fuck. I’m sorry,” I whispered into her neck.

Her hands rubbed my ribs in small circles. “Are you sorry you kissed me?”

“Jesus, no.” I pressed my lips to her forehead. “I’m sorry I’m so weak when it comes to you.”

Her breathing evening out, she sighed. “There’s no one else I want.”

I exhaled as deep as my lungs would let me. “You can’t be with me, baby girl. I’m no good for you.”

She huffed. “Who’s not good for me? You or your family?”

I clenched my jaw, the spell slowly weaning itself off. I pushed her back onto her seat and straightened in mine. “I’m really sorry for not treating you right, Sienna. This was a mistake.”

“No, it wasn’t,” she hissed. “What do I need to do to make you see it?”

I pulled on the fabric of my jeans until they didn’t feel so tight. “Why don’t we go inside?”

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