CHAPTER TEN
W ade was still catching his breath. Yet the lust-fuelled fog was already starting to clear. Leaving the reality of what just happened to hit him full force in the chest.
What the actual—
She was a freaking virgin. And her first time was not only with him, but on the seat of his beat-up old truck. Real fucking classy, man. There should have been a bed. A bath. Goddamn rose petals. Not to mention a real date.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” Wade was still hovering over her, Riley’s legs holding him firmly in place.
He watched on as her mouth opened to speak but nothing came out.
“You should have told me,” he continued.
“What would have happened if I had told you?” she whispered. “Would we still have had sex in your truck?”
Hell no, we wouldn’t have.
“Darlin’...”
“Exactly,” she cut him off. “I wanted to have sex in your truck.” The hold she’d had around his waist eased as she untangled herself.
Lifting himself up, he couldn’t help but smile. This woman was something else.
How has she not had sex before?
Wade studied her as her head lifted and she propped herself up on her elbows. God she was beautiful.
“This should have happened in a bed, petal.”
“Why?” Riley’s head tilted with the question.
“So you’re comfortable, so I can take care of you, before and after.”
Wade was no expert, but he was pretty damn sure most women didn’t envision their first time in the cab of a pick-up truck.
“Take care of me...how?”
This conversation wasn’t going the way he thought it would. But then again, it never did when it came to Riley.
It didn’t escape his notice that they were both still very naked. Wade on his knees between Riley’s wide-open thighs. Running his eyes down her hot body, he stopped at her centre. Which was where his hand gravitated.
Using his thumb, he brushed back and forth, letting wetness seep into his skin. “Are you sore?”
“A little.” His eyes shot back up just in time to see her bite down on her lower lip.
This is where a bath would have come in useful.
“If I’d have known...” He moved his hand until he was cupping her, his fingers sliding under her ass as his thumb continued to stroke.
“I’d have spent longer getting you ready for me.
” Riley’s breathing hitched. “You needed my mouth...my tongue.” He felt her squirm beneath his touch, his thumb starting to soak.
“Would you have liked that, petal? My head between these thighs?”
Yes, he was teasing her now. But he couldn’t help himself. She brought out something in him. A dominant side, he’d never explored before. And it was clear she liked it just as much as he did.
She rocked into his hand, reminding him it wasn’t too late to soothe her. Some after care which would make them both feel good.
There wasn’t enough room for him to lie down, so he needed to improvise.
Reluctantly, he stopped stroking and used both his hands to lift Riley’s legs until they were folded over his shoulders.
Ignoring her gasp, he felt himself smile as he got his first taste.
And it only got bigger as he felt her body shake and her moan vibrate down his throat.
Fucking heaven.
***
W ade squinted at the light filtering through his bedroom curtains. What time is it? And why wasn’t his alarm blaring?
He was still blinking as he pushed himself up from the mattress. That’s when he noticed Riley, tiptoeing around his bedroom in last night’s dress.
“Looking for something, darlin’?” he croaked, his voice evidently yet to wake up.
The sheepish smile she gave him was worth opening his eyes for. “Um, I may have, um, misplaced my panties.”
He was officially awake. And grinning. She was at the side of the bed now, rubbing her wrist. And he couldn’t resist tugging her back inside. This was their morning after, and he wanted to enjoy every second of it.
“You don’t need panties in here.” He gently pulled her into him, wrapping his arms around her as she laughed softly. “In fact, let’s just call this a no panties zone.”
More musical giggles filled the room. “I’ve got to work,” she half-heartedly protested as she snuggled into his chest. “My boss is a real stickler for time management.”
It was his turn to laugh. “Is that so?” He held her tighter, his chin sinking into silky hair. “Tell me more about this boss of yours.”
Riley’s head poked up until molten brown eyes held him hostage. “What do you want to know?”
“Oh, you know, the usual. Is he handsome? Good in bed?”
Her mouth dropped open, and a smack landed on his bare chest. “Wade!” she squeaked. “I thought you said there’d be no funny business at work?”
“Last time I checked, petal, we weren’t at work.” He placed a soft kiss on her forehead. “Also...I don’t believe there’s any funny business happening presently. But I’d be happy to change that.”
“I have work...so do you!” That wasn’t a no.
Twisting until Riley was on her back, Wade positioned himself above her, a teasing smile on his lips. “I promise to talk to your boss if you’re late.”
He didn’t miss her eyes twinkle or her teeth digging into her lower lip. And he definitely didn’t miss the flush creeping up her neck. She wanted him, just as much as he wanted her. Again.
Letting his forehead brush hers, he dropped the playful act, his voice just as serious as his request. “Stay?”
“Okay,” she whispered.
Claiming her lips, he took his time savoring the softness. Getting high on the familiar sting of citrus. The wetter the kiss got, the more whimpers he swallowed. It was addictive.
When he eventually pulled back, they were both panting. Hooded eyes making his body pulsate.
“Tell me what you want. What you like.” His voice deepened.
She hesitated. Looking unsure. So he asked again. “Tell me.” Or more like demanded.
“I...I...” He felt her shake. Not with nerves though. Something else. There was something she wanted. He just needed to get what it was out of her.
“Whatever it is, darlin’, I’ll give it to you,” he reassured.
She gulped. And nodded. “I-I, um, I like it...I like it when you tell me what to do.” Wade felt his jaw tick and nostrils flare as his breathing picked up. “It means I don’t have to think,” she continued. “I can just feel. And enjoy.”
When she was done, she nodded a second time. Looking proud of herself. And a little shocked.
This woman was made for him. It wasn’t a coincidence she brought out a side of him he’d never fully explored. It was her. She was who he was meant to explore it with.
“I like that too,” he admitted. “I really fucking like it.”
Riley looked relieved. Turned on. And sexy as hell as her tongue ran over her lips.
“Lose the dress,” he ordered, going to his knees to give her space to do so. Growing harder by the second as she scrambled up to do what she was told. “And the bra.”
Once she was completely naked, she looked to him, expectantly. Waiting to hear his next demand. He was damn happy to oblige.
“On your back. Legs open.” Again, she complied, her hips rolling as she put herself on full display.
God-fucking-damn.
The things he wanted to do to her. Would do. Just thinking about it was making him throb.
Now they weren’t in his truck, he could take his time. Run his mouth over every inch of her. Learn what makes her scream, beg, and shake.
What are you waiting for?
Spoilt for choice, he didn’t know where to start.
“Please,” Riley breathed, surprising him with the blatant want. So blatant, she was writhing in his sheets.
Decision made, he leaned forward, his mouth going to her thick, luscious thighs. Just a taste, long enough to let his warm breath sink into her. Teasing her. Before his nose nudged upward. His tongue darting out, desperate to lap up salty citrus.
A growl emitted from him as Riley arched, throwing her head back as labored pants made the air hum. Anticipation coating his lips as he neared her centre.
When he got there, the patience he assumed he’d have was nowhere to be found. He wanted her. In his mouth. On his fingers. Dripping down his thighs.
So he took it.