29
Nova
“We should put the kittens in the playpen,” Riley mumbles between kisses.
“Okay,” I whisper mindlessly, too lost in Riley’s taste and tongue to put meaning to his words.
He pulls away.
I tense. “Where are you going?”
He takes in my expression and laughs. “To put the kittens away, like I said. I’m taking you to the bedroom and don’t want them to get into trouble while we’re busy. And we’re going to be busy for a while.”
My core clenches. Without a word, I grab Poppy and put her in the playpen, securing her inside, while Riley does the same with Vizzini and Itty-bitty.
Once the kittens are good to go, I throw myself at Riley. He catches me and holds my weight easily. Tongues swirling in the best way, he carries me into the bedroom and kicks the door closed behind us.
I laugh but quickly sober the moment he sets me on the bed and removes his shirt. What a vision. I want that tan skin, toned chest, tight abs, and strong arms all over me.
I grip the waist of his jeans.
He leans away and smirks. “I want you naked first. I need to see what I’ve been missing.”
My underwear is instantly soaked. With Riley’s help, I tear off my shirt and bra and undo the button to my jean shorts, letting him slide them down my thighs, along with my underwear. I’ve never worn so many layers around him before and have never been so desperate to be stripped.
As soon as I’m naked, I reach for the button to his jeans.
“Uh-uh.” He bends to kiss my lips and eases me onto the bed, his warm, strong body covering mine, but the moment is brief. He kisses a trail down my body, taking time to lick and pinch my nipples before his mouth slides lower and his hands cup the back of my knees. “Plant your feet on the edge of the mattress,” he murmurs into my belly button, his navy eyes hot on mine.
I do as he commands, my insides screaming with anticipation. In the next moment, he’s on the floor on his knees, his head positioned between my spread thighs. “I’ve missed you. I’ve missed this.” He blows onto my core.
I draw in a breath and force myself to be still as his mouth descends onto my clit, teasing and torturing me until I’m out of breath and coming on his talented tongue.
When I open my eyes, Riley’s face is aglow with desire—endless desire, it seems, for me alone.
“I love you,” I whisper and reach for him.
He rises to his feet. The button and zipper of his jeans are already undone. How? When?
He slides them down and, gloriously naked, climbs onto the bed.
I push him down and straddle him. “Your turn.” I kiss his neck and chest, but he stops me.
“I need you, Nova. I need to be inside you. Let me.”
Let me? Mr. Alpha in the bed is asking me to let him have sex with me? If my heart weren’t pounding rapidly in my chest, I’d believe I were dead for sure because no guy can be this perfect.
I return my lips to his for a passionate kiss, then I sit up and grip the base of his hard penis, guiding it to the entrance of my core. It’s bright in the room, even with the sheers over the windows closed, but I’m not insecure about my body—maybe for the first time in my life. The way Riley’s gaze devours me says I have nothing to be ashamed about. He loves my body how it is, and I’ve come to appreciate my curves, especially when the desire in his eyes practically penetrates my skin. There are his roaming hands, too, and how he can’t keep them off me, even for a second.
With him watching, I slowly lower onto his hard length. It’s a tight fit but it feels amazing.
I’m only halfway down, when he grips my hips and utters, “You are a goddess, created just for me.” He helps ease me down the rest of the way and moans when his penis hits my cervix.
I let my head fall back and ride him at an even pace, gradually moving faster, as his hands continue to grip my flesh at the hips. Soon, my core is tightening, readying for another mind-blowing orgasm.
“Not yet.” Riley sits up with a wicked grin and slows the tempo. He kisses me, as if savoring the moment, and lowers to my breasts.
I lean back as he holds me by the waist and sucks on my nipples, drawing me close to that orgasm again.