40 Any other rules?
CHAPTER FORTY
Any other rules?
WILL
My morning skate was a blur. So was the drive to Riley’s house. I was like a giddy kid who’d been given permission to visit Santa’s warehouse. I was so keyed up there was a chance I would burst.
After rapping on the front door I waited for what felt like three periods. Part of me still believed this was too good to be true, and that Riley wasn’t even inside, or if she was, she wasn’t going to answer.
When the door finally swung open, Riley’s blue eyes met mine. “Hi.”
Her mouth curved into the slightest smile as she stepped to the side and opened the door wider. I walked through without hesitation.
After closing the door behind us, Riley wordlessly headed for the stairs. Once on the landing, I stumbled momentarily when she bypassed her bedroom. She continued towards the door at the far end of the hallway, to the room that had belonged to her mother.
Her dead mother apparently.
I hadn’t forgotten that significant detail, but I wasn’t sure how to broach it. If I brought it up now, Riley would close off. I’ll bet she’d figure it crossed some invisible line she still had drawn between us.
I’d never been in the master bedroom before for obvious reasons. The furniture and decor unmistakably belonged to Riley though. I recognised the headboard that had teeth marks in it after an unforgettable night when Riley had sat on my face while I made her come three times. Then there was the dresser that I’d fucked her against on her birthday .
“So.” Riley hovered in the doorway. “How do we go about this? Do we both just take our clothes off?” She wrung her hands together. “And lights on or off?”
She was nervous, which was kind of cute. I guess the last three times had been too spontaneous for her nerves to take hold. I’ll bet she hadn’t stopped thinking about this moment since she agreed to it on Sunday. I hadn’t stopped thinking about it either, but nerves weren’t the reason for that.
“I’m going to go out on a limb and guess you’ve never done this.”
Riley levelled me by narrowing her steel blue eyes. “Never done what?”
“Had casual sex.”
She crossed her arms over her chest. “I haven’t been celibate since we broke up, Caufield.”
My stomach turned. I didn’t need the reminder. Pushing all thoughts of other guys, particularly Hayes Braddock, aside, I stepped closer. I was the guy with Riley right now. Nobody else. And I planned on rewarding her for that.
Riley hadn’t bothered to get ready, which I liked. Her face was free of makeup, her hair was straight and hanging well past her shoulders, and she was dressed in comfortable clothes.
I came to a stop directly in front of her. I towered over her. She had to crane her head to look at me. Tucking her hair behind her shoulder, I crouched down and pressed my lips to her neck. She inhaled sharply
“We start by setting the mood,” I told her.
She nodded thoughtfully. “Right.”
Her skin was warm and soft, and she smelt delicious. I kissed my way along her neck, pausing to nibble on her earlobe. She was a sucker for that. As I danced my fingertips along her collarbone she watched me in a daze, her hooded eyes following to see what I’d do next.
“No kissing,” she reminded me.
I licked the bare skin behind her ear. “Any other rules?”
She thought for a moment. “No cuddling.”
“Got it.”
Edging her backwards, she jolted when her back hit the wall. This would usually be the point when I’d kiss her senseless, but I was in no position to break the rules. I was at Riley’s mercy right now.
Reaching around her, she jumped when I slammed the door closed. She was so edgy it was adorable.
“Is Parker here?”
“No. She’ll be gone all morning.”
Good. We didn’t need to worry about noise. Especially good for Riley, because she’d never been quiet with me .
I trailed one finger down her throat until I reached her sweater zipper. Unzipping it slowly, saliva pooled in my mouth with every new inch of skin that appeared. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Her nipples hardened when I pushed the zip-up sweater off her shoulders. For such a petite girl, her breasts had always been incredibly full. A perfect handful I couldn’t resist.
I pulled one into my mouth now, my tongue lapping against the hardened bud. As one to play fair, my hand palmed the other, squeezing roughly. Riley arched into my grip, a slow moan drifting through her parted lips.
“Have you decided, Caufield?” she breathily questioned.
“Decided on what?”
“How you’re going to fuck me.”
I was torn. While part of me wanted to bend her over the bed and fuck her hard, the other wanted to take my time and keep her close.
“How do you want me to fuck you?”
“I don’t care how, so long as it’s now.”
She tugged on the hem of my hoodie. I took the hint and pulled back to whip it off. The second it was gone, her hands were all over me. She wasn’t overly gentle. Her nails scraped along my skin, leaving their mark. Riley might look sweet to the innocent eye, but I knew how wicked she could be.
Backing us up, she walked me in reverse until I was the one bumping into a piece of furniture. I fell onto her soft bed, sinking into the many pillows decorating it.
“How about I do this while you decide?” she whispered.
She reached into the waistband of my sweats and pulled out my dick. Liking where she was going with this, I raised my hips so she could tug my pants and boxers off entirely. I helped by kicking off my shoes.
Her head lowered until her warm mouth was licking along the length of me. She lazily stroked her tongue along my hardened dick, but she didn’t wrap her mouth around it fully.
“You’re a fucking tease, Dover.”
“I wouldn’t have to tease if you weren’t so indecisive.”
Fuck. She was right.
“Sit on my face,” I ordered.
She smirked. “That’s more like it.”
After shimmying out of her pants and underwear, she climbed into position, a thigh on either side of my head. I held her ass in the palm of my hands, bringing her closer. My tongue parted her before finding the desired target. A moan escaped Riley’s lips at the same moment her hips bucked.
Bingo.
Riley had always teased me for not liking sweet things. Clearly she’d never tasted herself, because she was the sweetest fucking thing there was .
Her breath quickened above me, coming out in short, husky pants. I sunk my fingers into her toned ass, devouring her like desert. With a satisfied moan she ground against my face, finding a steady rhythm. I met her halfway, timing my tongue in time with her rocking.
It was a good thing Parker wasn’t home because Riley was whimpering enough to keep my ego stocked for the foreseeable future. If I was to reach down and tug my dick that was well aware that Riley was currently grinding on my face, I’d be coming within seconds.
When I glanced up, I found Riley clutching the headboard tightly while her forehead rested against the wall. A flush painted her breasts, neck and face. That blush was only going to get darker once I was done with her.
She was close. I could feel it in the way her legs were trembling, and in the way I was supporting her body. I didn’t stop. I kept the tempo going until she fell over the edge. She squealed in delight, her thighs clamping around my head as she rode out her orgasm, her pussy spasming on my tongue. I was ready for it to do the same thing around my dick.
Easing off, I gradually slowed my tongue, letting Riley down. With shaky legs she climbed off me, flopping amongst the excessive number of pillows.
“That was fucking hot,” I said, rolling on top of her.
Her mouth pulled up as she mumbled in agreement. She was clearly too satiated to form a coherent sentence, which was more than humbling enough for my self-esteem.
I brushed a sweaty piece of hair off her face. “I’ve decided.”
She chewed her lip. “Yeah?”
“Yeah. Now I’ve had you come on me, I want you to come beneath me.”
Her eyes widened in eager anticipation.
“Condom?” I asked.
“Top draw.”
I reached over her to slide open the side table, though before locating the foil packet, my fingers grasped something suspiciously shaped and rubbery. Not being able to help myself, I pulled it from the draw. Riley’s cheeks reddened and her eyes expanded.
“Well, what have we got here?” I teased.
She giggled, attempting to hide behind her hands. “Fuck you, Caufield. I’ve been single since freshman year.”
“Uh-huh,” I chuckled, returning the vibrator and grabbing a condom instead. “We’ll definitely be putting that to use some other time.”
“We will?”
“Fuck yeah. We’ll start by you showing me what you do with that toy when you’re alone, then I get a turn. ”
With a breathy nod of agreement, Riley took the condom from my hands and ripped open the packet. This girl was going to be the death of me.
Riley took her time rolling the condom onto my dick, squeezing firmly and adding a few pumps. I watched in wonder, letting her do her thing. When we’d first gotten together, she’d been tentative. It hadn’t taken long for her to gain confidence and begin to explore though. It’d been fucking great to witness. She’d shifted from a girl who was self-conscious at every turn, to telling me exactly what she wanted and riding my face like a saddle.
Shifting below me now, she lined my dick against her pussy. If I was to hazard a guess, I’d say she was pretty fucking eager.
“I’m starting to think you only want me for my body, Dover.”
She shrugged, nonchalantly. “It’s a hot body.”
With that she entered the tip. Enough that I couldn’t hold back from here. I finished thrusting into her, deep enough that the headboard creaked. Riley immediately wrapped her legs around me, intensifying the angle. She wasn’t afraid to find what worked for her. After shifting a pillow below her hips, she let out a satisfied breath.
“There?” I checked.
“There.”
Perfect. This worked for me too. I had to suppress a groan it felt so good. Our hips met effortlessly in unison as I began moving inside her. For a moment I almost forgot the most important rule and kissed her, but when Riley turned her head, I kissed her neck instead.
Her pleasurable gasps fell straight into my ear, reverberating down my body and sending a message to my dick. It responded by pounding harder.
The world seemed dead silent other than our indescribable moans and the meeting of our skin. Riley’s hair was a mess, and I doubt mine was much better.
“Why does something so wrong have to feel so right?” she breathed.
“There’s nothing wrong about this, Dover.”
When Riley crashed over the edge, clamping around me, it was the final straw for me too. I sunk into her one final time as a string of curse words fell from my mouth. Not wanting to crush her, I fell onto the bed beside Riley, my arm flailing above my head.
Like last time, Riley was climbing away before I’d even crashed back down to reality. Slipping off the bed, she padded to the dresser where she’d thrown her underwear. She slipped them on before locating her sweater and zipping it up. Her toned legs were still on display as she reached up to comb her fingers through her hair. I loved those legs. I could spend hours kissing those legs.
Sitting up, I made work disposing of the condom. After ditching it in her attached bathroom, I moved back into her bedroom. Unlike Riley whose things were strewn around, mine were all by the foot of the bed. I reached for my boxers first.
“Are you coming tonight?”
Riley looked up. “Pardon?”
“To my game.”
Her brow lowered, her thoughts shadowed.
“Not for me, Dover,” I clarified. “To work with Richard.”
Richard’s offer was a generous one, one I knew Riley understood was insane to turn down.
“Don’t let whatever you feel for me affect progressing your career, Riley.”
“Believe it or not Caufield, but my avoidance of the Phil-U hockey arena has nothing to do with you.”
I had no idea what to make of that, but I wanted to make something of it. What the hell did she mean?
Pacing to her desk, she picked up her tape and a pair of scissors. To be honest, I’d completely forgotten she needed to strap my shoulder. Clearly the blood had returned to her brain and I was still thinking with my dick.
Still dressed in nothing but my boxers, I sat at the foot of the bed. Riley hadn’t put pants on either, so when she stepped between my legs I stole the opportunity to roam my hands over her bare skin. She didn’t stiffen or pull away, which I found pretty fucking promising.
“Can I ask you something?” she softly questioned.
“You can ask me anything, Dover.”
I glanced up in time to catch the tail end of her smile. I loved making Riley Dover smile.
“Do you really think you played well after we hooked up or was that just a line to get me to agree to this?”
“I wasn’t lying. The two games after my last two experiences on your couch have been my two best games this season.”
An adorable blush climbed her cheeks.
“If you don’t believe me, see for yourself how I play later,” I added.
I toyed with the elastic of her panties while she worked. Her hands on me. Mine on her. Talking like this. It was all too familiar. Way too fucking familiar. I missed it so much.
“Can I ask you something now?”
She pulled her lip between her teeth. “Maybe.”
“Why were you at our game against Allentown?”
Her eyebrows shifted slightly higher, the only tell I’d surprised her with my question.
“To watch Tanner and Lucas.”
“Uh-huh. And why were you watching them? ”
“That’s two questions.”
“I didn’t realise we were keeping score.”
The taping felt like it was taking longer today. Perhaps, despite what she was always pretending, Riley didn’t want to leave this bubble either.
“I’ll answer another question if you’ll answer mine,” I offered.
Riley sighed, her shoulders falling heavily. “To appease your real question, I can’t fully explain why I was there for Tanner. But trust me when I say it was in a wholly platonic way.”
“On both sides?”
I was getting cheeky now, but if I had to give her another answer myself, so be it.
“On both sides,” she confirmed.
That was a relief. Didn’t mean I hated the guy any less though.
“Your turn,” I said.
Her breath tickled my skin as she leant closer. There was a heat between us, one I doubt would be extinguished anytime soon. Hell, I was raring to go again, and I was confident if I slipped my finger beneath the waistband of Riley’s underwear, she wouldn’t stop me.
Edging back slightly, she set down her tape before looking at me. Vulnerability danced in her eyes as she gestured to her messed up bed.
“Has it been like this for you with anybody else?”
“No, Dover. It hasn’t.”
And I felt no shame admitting that.
Sliding my hands along her back, I edged up her zip-up sweater and kissed the warm skin on her stomach. I was grateful her no kissing rule didn’t apply to her entire body.
I darted out my tongue, licking a path lower and letting it fall beneath her lacy underwear. Following the movement with my hand, I slipped one finger inside, parting her.
“One more for the road?” I questioned.
On a breathy exhale, Riley nodded eagerly. “Take as many for the road as you want.”