Her filthy words send heat coiling down my spine, and it settles low in my core. It’s enough to throw me right over the edge, and I come so hard I think I black out for a second. When awareness settles into my mind again, it’s to find that Collins now straddles my lap where I’ve collapsed to my ass on the floor. She’s got my head cradled in her arms as she holds me close against her chest. I tighten my grip on her and take a quiet moment to just breathe her in.
Every day, this girl finds a new way to steal my heart and chase away the pain and fear I harbor. She makes me believe that perhaps I do deserve happiness with the two people I’ve fallen irrevocably in love with.
“You’re amazing,” she whispers into my hair, stroking the back of my neck softly. “So amazing, Riley.”
Pride swells in my chest, and the hope I cling to practically preens with her soft praise.
I squeeze her tighter, holding her body against mine in a desperate attempt to make her a mere extension of myself, even if only for a little while.
Those three words I’ve been longing to tell her dance right along the tip of my tongue, but I hold them back. Just barely. I want to tell her everything she means to me, but we’re already descending from an adrenaline rush of fucking for the first timesince coming home, and I don’t want her to believe they’re merely words said in the heat of the moment.
Silence stretches comfortably around us, and I’m lulled into a trance as I listen to the beautiful cadence of Collins’ heartbeat. Her nails scraping softly against my scalp have my eyelids fluttering. I stifle a soft groan at how good it feels when she’s the one tugging at my hair. I sit here and soak her in.
My strong girl.
I turn my face into her sternum and breathe in her sweet scent before mumbling into the fabric of her shirt, “You know there’s not a snowball’s chance in hell that Creed actually left us here alone.”
Collins bursts into laughter, the sweet, broken sound of her voice igniting something that had been kindling within my chest. I pull back just in time to see the perfection that is her smile, and I make a mental note to do all I can to make her grin like that every day for the rest of my life.
“I figured as much,” She rolls her eyes, but there’s no ire behind it. She smiles adoringly at the thought of him. “Creed has always has this way of knowing what we need beforeweeven know we need it, though. Doesn’t he?” She traces her finger along the shell of my bad ear, and I don’t even think she realizes she’s doing it. It doesn’t hurt, and I love that she still wants to touch me, even in all of my less-than-perfect places.
I smile up at her, my eyes prickling with the threat of tears. “That he does,” I say in a hushed tone, because she’s right. But the truth of her statement goes back farther than she knows. He knew what I needed when he found me in that parking lot, drumming for tips to try and get away from the life I was living.
Collins shifts in my lap and sucks in a breath, the movement reminding me that my cock is still buried deep inside of her. As tempting as it is to rock into her again, I resist.
“Wanna make a bet on Creed’s reaction when we get down there?” I ask, a smirk tugging at the corners of my mouth as I sweep my thumbs over the soft planes of her thighs.
She presses up onto her knees, and I slip from her wet warmth. My face goes up in flames the moment she covers herself in the satin fabric of her panties before my cum has a chance to drip down her thighs.
I hop to my feet and tuck my spent dick away before offering Collins a hand.
“What’s at stake with this bet?” she questions with a curious glint in her eyes. Her hair is messy, and there’s no mistaking the fact that we just had sex in here with how flushed we are.
She runs her fingers through her tangled, pastel waves. Taking her hand in mine, I lead her from the recording booth. We step out, and I notice the red recording light is still on. My stomach flips, and I flip it off before Collins can question it. Creed no doubt did that shit on purpose, the sneaky bastard.
Once we enter the elevator and it starts to descend, I level her with a look about as serious as I can possibly muster. “The secret location of my snack cabinet.”
Her eyes widen, and she tips her head back with sweet, broken laughter. “I freaking knew you were hiding it!” she rasps as loud as she possibly can while backhanding me in my chest.
I rub at the spot as if it hurts before pulling her small frame into mine and burying my face in her neck. “If I’d given you the location of my snacks, there would be none left in the entire house, Snow.”
Her laughter continues as the breath of each word tickles across her skin. It’s contagious, and I can’t help but join her as I continue to nestle myself into her, intentionally drawing out more joy and laughter from her.
We finally reach the garage parking floor when I release her. She keeps her little fists tangled in my shirt, though, as her eyes dance between mine. “I bet he’d say something like?—”
“Well, if this isn’t the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” Creed and Collins say at the same time—the former with a knowing grin gracing his lips.
My mind is blown with how spot-on she was that the two of us burst into laughter again before joining a very confused Creed.
“What’d I miss?” he asks, lacing his fingers through Collins’ and leaning down to give her a kiss. He leans in for me next. He hums when he pulls back. “Your lips are swollen, baby.”
“Riley lost a bet, and now all of his snacks are mine.” Collins chirps as she slips into the back seat of Creed’s car. I sit shotgun as Creed climbs in behind the wheel with a surprised look on his face.
“You bet your secret stash?” Creed scoffs playfully as he follows behind the big security SUV out and onto the highway. “Riley Benjamin, you should know to never make a bet with the little devil in the back seat; she’ll win every time.”
Collins lets out an adorable squeak of disbelief, but Creed just laughs.
Minutes later, we arrive at a restaurant, and Creed pulls into a spot between security vehicles near the back, where Asher and Bear are waiting for us.
