Chapter 15
Oz woke up feeling happier than he could remember being in a very long time.
He was an early riser, thanks to years in the Army.
He and Riley had shifted in the night, and now he was lying behind her, spooning her smaller body.
Her ass was pressed against his cock, and he had one of her tits in his hand.
Smiling, Oz couldn’t have kept his hand still if his life depended on it. He began to play with her nipple, loving how it immediately hardened under his touch.
Riley shifted in his grasp and sighed.
“Morning,” Oz said softly. She fit against him perfectly, nestled in the cradle of his body as if she was born to be there.
“Morning,” she replied sleepily. “What time is it? Do we need to make sure Logan is up?”
“We’ve got time,” Oz told her. “Just relax.” Then his hand moved down her body and he cupped her pussy.
Riley inhaled deeply and grabbed hold of his wrist. “Porter?”
“Relax,” he said. “Let me make you feel good this morning.”
“I…think I’m embarrassed to do this when it’s light outside.”
Oz chuckled. “Then close your eyes.”
She turned her head to look over her shoulder at him. “Do you want to…” Her voice trailed off.
It was hard to believe the passionate woman from the night before was embarrassed now, but he didn’t make fun of her for it. It was endearing.
“I’m guessing you’re probably sore this morning,” he said as he ran a finger between her nether lips.
She said, “Not really,” at the same time her hips tilted away from his finger.
“I promised not to hurt you last night, and the same goes for this morning. Trust me.”
“I do,” she said immediately, relaxing. Her fingers loosened around his wrist, but she didn’t let go.
He moved his finger up to circle her clit. He lazily caressed it, taking his time, not pressing too hard. It took a minute or two, but eventually he felt her body completely relax against him…and her hips ever so slightly start to tilt forward into his touch.
“That’s it, Ri. Give yourself to me. I’ll make you feel good.”
“I always feel good around you,” she told him, making a smile break out on his face.
He moved his finger down, gently collecting some of her wetness before turning his attention to her clit.
Even with everything going on last night, he’d paid attention to what she liked and how she’d touched herself when she’d gotten herself off.
He wished she was on her back and he was between her legs, touching her up close and personal, but he loved having her in his arms. He could easily feel every movement she made.
When she pushed against him…when she squirmed if his touch became too much.
Her breathing sped up as his finger did, and she gripped his wrist harder now. It felt even more intimate to have her holding onto the wrist of the hand that was pleasuring her.
“Porter,” she whispered.
“That’s it,” he encouraged. “You’re so fucking beautiful.
Your nipples are like hard little rocks and I can smell your arousal.
I loved how you tasted last night, and I can’t get enough.
The thought of you masturbating in my bed while I was gone is even more fucking exciting now.
Promise me every time we have to sleep apart from here on out, you’ll get yourself off.
I want to imagine you here, in my bed, just like this. ”
She gasped for air, but didn’t answer him.
“Riley?” Oz asked, as his finger stopped moving. “Promise me.”
“Promise,” she panted. “Don’t stop! I’m almost there.”
He knew she was. He was fast learning her reactions. His cock was hard now, pulsing against her ass as she undulated in his grip. He wanted to release himself, lift her thigh, and plunge into her wet pussy, but this morning was for her. And she was sore.
His finger moved again, pressing against her sensitive clit. Riley groaned and tried to widen her legs, but their positions prevented it.
Oz drew out his teasing for as long as possible, loving how sensual she was and how, when she forgot to be embarrassed, she let herself enjoy the moment. Frigid? What a fucking joke. She burned hotter than anyone he’d ever been with.
Riley tightened her hold on his wrist until it was almost painful before she began to shake in his arms from the orgasm he’d given her.
It was too much for Oz, and even though he’d thought he could hold out until he’d gotten in the shower, he’d been wrong.
He felt come spurt out of his cock as he ground against her ass.
He should’ve been embarrassed, but he couldn’t feel anything but satisfaction.
After a moment, she said quietly, “We’re a mess.”
Bringing the hand that had been between her legs up to his mouth and licking her juices off his finger, Oz merely grunted.
When he was done, he wrapped his arm around her waist and held her against him tightly.
“You came?” she asked softly.
“Yup. Right in my boxers. Couldn’t help it. Feeling your ass thrusting against me, smelling your musk, and feeling you go over the edge under my touch…you were too damn sexy for me to hold out.”
“Is it wrong that I freaking love that?” she asked.
“Nope. Making your man come is never wrong,” Oz told her.
Riley squirmed until she was on her back looking up at him. “You scare me, Porter,” she said.
It was the last thing he thought she’d say at a moment like this. He frowned down at her. “I hate that.”
She shook her head. “I mean, I just…I feel so much right now. It’s overwhelming. And if you decide that I’m too introverted, or not educated enough, or a million other reasons why you deserve so much more than me, I have a feeling it will destroy me.”
Oz shook his head immediately. “You have it all wrong, Ri. I’m the one who should be scared.
You’re quickly becoming everything to me.
My life is insane right now. I’m trying to figure out how to be a good role model and parent to my nephew, which isn’t something most women would be willing to take on right off the bat of a new relationship.
Not to mention the fact that I could get called away on a mission tomorrow for an indeterminate period of time.
I’m terrified you’ll get tired of coming in third behind Logan and the Army.
Not that you’ll ever really be third place in my life, but there will be times when I have to put either one of those things first.”
Riley raised a hand and put it behind his head, pulling him down to her. She kissed him then. Long and slow. When they were both panting, Oz lifted his head to stare down at her.
“I don’t mind your job,” she told him. “And I’m okay with Logan being your main concern. He should be. He needs you, and I think you need him too. I’ve got your back, Porter. As long as you want me to have it.”
Oz wanted to say “forever,” but he also didn’t want to freak her out. Everything would be different from here on out, now that they were sexually intimate, but he was excited to see where things would go between them. He settled for saying, “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome,” she told him softly.
“Now that that’s out of the way…I really need to get up.
My underwear is wet and it’s uncomfortable.
And I need to get Logan up and figure out what to make him for breakfast. And I’ve been a slacker with PT recently.
Would you mind staying here with Logan while I go for a run?
I won’t be longer than forty minutes or so.
Then you can head back to your place while I have my talk with Logan.
Do you want to go look at schools with us today? ”
“I do, but I can’t. I have some work I need to get done,” Riley said with a frown.
“I should’ve known that. Don’t let me ever keep you from what you need to do,” Oz told her. “Okay?”
“Okay. But I also don’t want to feel as if I’m putting work over you guys.”
“I’ll never feel that way. I’m proud of what you’ve accomplished. You have an amazing business, and you’re doing well for yourself. I don’t want to do anything to hurt that.”
Riley nodded.
They stared at each other for a moment before Oz chuckled. “Man, it’s usually not that difficult for me to get out of bed in the morning, but I have a feeling that’s gonna change now.”
Riley blushed and pressed on his shoulder. “Well, go on then. Get going, you lazy bum.”
Oz shook his head, once again enjoying her teasing. “Thank you for trusting me last night, and this morning. And for the record…you’re anything but frigid. Anyone who can make me come in my underwear is one hot mama.”
He could see his words pleased her, but she rolled her eyes. “Whatever.”
Oz kissed her one last time, then rolled off the bed.
He stripped off his wet boxers and threw them into his hamper, making a mental note to get a load in the washer before he left with Logan for the day.
He walked toward the bathroom and turned to say something to her, but forgot what it was when he saw the way she was staring at his ass. “Are you ogling me, woman?”
“Yup,” she said without any shame. “An ass like yours deserves to be ogled.”
Oz leaned against the doorjamb, not embarrassed in the least that his cock was at half-mast and he was naked. “I was thinking last night that I wouldn’t mind if you were naked all the time…at least when Logan wasn’t around.”
Riley sat up in the bed and held his sheet to her breasts. “Not happening.”
Oz pouted. “Why not?”
“Because. Many women aren’t as comfortable in their own skin as men are. Besides, you’re much nicer to look at than all my jiggly parts.”
“I like your jiggly parts,” he told her. “And I can’t wait until I get to inspect all those parts up close and personal again.”
Riley smiled, then her eyes widened when she saw that his erection had grown. “Are you going to be able to walk around like that?” she asked.