44. Riley
44
RILEY
Me
Congratulations! Another step closer to the Frozen Four! You out celebrating with the team?
Logan
Thanks, Shortcake. Yup, just grabbing a beer with some of the guys.
H e follows his text with a photo of him winking at the camera, with some of his teammates in the background.
Logan
Wish I was at home with you, though. I missed tucking Aurora into bed tonight. Grayson, the fucker, sent me photos to make me jealous. You should withhold sex from him as punishment.
Me
I’ll think about it.
“Wha—”
I nearly drop my phone as warm lips swallow my scream. Instantly recognizing that possessive, demanding touch as Royce’s, I groan into his mouth. His hands are all over me as he presses me into the brick wall as the fire exit door I’d just walked through clatters shut. We are out in the open, but I was one of the last girls to leave the club, and if anyone else walked out now, the open door would obscure us until they were out of sight.
“Fuck, James. I’d forgotten how fucking intoxicating you are on that stage.” Hips pressed against mine, I can feel the hard length of him against my stomach. “I’ve had to endure this damn thing for the last four hours.”
Despite myself, I laugh into his mouth, making him growl. “You think this is funny?” His large hand slides into my hair, pulling on the strands until I expose my neck for him to trail tantalizing kisses along. “I want to know what you’re going to do about it?”
I moan because, holy fuck , I love when he talks to me like this. Love how much he needs me.
Wriggling my hand between us, I place my palm over his crotch. Wetness floods my panties as I feel him pulse beneath my touch. “This.” My voice is thick and raspy as I rub my hand over his erection before sliding deeper to cup his balls. His breath hitches, and it turns me on to see how affected he is.
“That’s a start,” he grinds.
Popping the button of his jeans, I slide my hand beneath the waistband of his boxers. His cock is warm and hard in my hand as I fist him with slow, teasing strokes.
“What about this?”
“Better.” His breathing is labored as I work him over, his hips thrusting in time to my steady tugs. “Fuck, Riley. It’s crazy what you do to me.”
His breath is an aphrodisiac as it dances across my heated skin. Goosebumps pebble in its wake, a shiver running down my spine when he sucks on the sensitive spot beneath my ear.
“So sexy. So fucking hot.”
His hips rock, his hands setting me ablaze as they roam my body. God, why are we wearing clothes? I’m heating up. Melting. I’m a frickin’ fire hazard.
I no longer give a shit about who sees us as I spin us around. Royce smirks at me as his back hits the wall, but it quickly morphs into an agonized groan when I sink to my knees.
“ Fuck. Such a dirty little whore on your knees for me in the back of an alley.” The blazing in his half-lidded eyes makes every word out of his mouth irresistible. I have to clench my thighs together as I fumble to pull down his jeans and boxers. His thick, silky cock springs free, the piercing at the tip taunting me.
Wrapping my hand around the base, I lick along the throbbing purple vein before wrapping my lips around the tip. My tongue swipes over the bead of precum, and I smirk to myself when Royce hisses.
“Yes, Babydoll. Swallow my cock.”
I don’t immediately do as he says, choosing to toy with him some more as I fist the base while slowly running my lips and tongue over every warm, hard inch of him.
One of his hands comes to the back of my head, tenderly stroking at my hair. However, his touches become rougher and more demanding as he loses himself to the chase.
“Jesus Christ, Riley. I need to fuck your face.”
I can’t make out his expression in the dim light of the alley. He probably can’t see mine either, so I pop my mouth off him, and in a voice that sounds nothing like mine, I taunt, “So fuck my face.”
He makes a pained sound before his hand applies enough pressure to the back of my head to hold me down on his dick as he thrusts his hips, fucking in and out of my mouth. All I can do is dig my fingers into his ass and hold on for the ride. Saliva dribbles out of the corner of my mouth, mixing with the tears streaming down my face, and I’m so unbelievably turned on by the dirtiness of what we’re doing that I shove my hand in my panties and begin rubbing at my clit until bright lights dance across the backs of my eyes.
“Shit. Fuck. I’m going to come,” he warns a split second before warm seed fills my mouth and spills down my chin. Before I have the chance to swallow, I’m hauled to my feet in a daze, and Royce slams his lips over mine. His tongue pushes its way into my mouth, and he groans as he swirls his ejaculate around our mouths.
His hand shoves into my panties, and I moan as he sinks two thick fingers into my wet heat.
“Swallow,” he orders as he licks across my chin, soaking up what spilled as he roughly finger fucks me. My ragged breaths intertwine with his, and it takes mere seconds for him to bring me to the edge. “Come for me, Ry. I want to lick you off my fingers so I can taste both of us on my tongue.”
Well, Jesus, when he says it like that.
I’m a goner, my release flooding his fingers as he rubs at my clit and leaves me unable to stand on my own two feet. He carefully maneuvers us so I can sag against the wall, keeping one arm around me for support as he brings the one he had in my panties to his mouth.
Eyes closed, his features are smoothed in sheer bliss as he sucks his fingers between his lips and hums. Even when he opens them to look at me, his eyes are darkened with lust, pupils blown.
“Fuck, yeah. Never listen to a word Grayson says. Dude’s an idiot. You should absolutely keep working here so we can do this after every shift.”
And now I’m standing outside of my place of work, cheeks red from an orgasm and laughing my head off.
Royce watches me with a quirk of his lips and an endearing look in his gaze before he leans in and presses a quick kiss to my lips. “You’re beautiful when you laugh.” My hand fists in the front of his shirt, keeping him close as I deepen the kiss.
I keep it short, and as I pull away, I murmur, “I love you.”
Wrapping me in a bear hug, he brings his face to my ear. “Love you too, sweetheart. Ready to go home?”
He links his fingers through mine when I nod, and hand in hand, we head for his car.