An unfamiliar warmth filled her chest as her heart became fuller than it ever had before. The rest of her body followed, each part responding to his sweet—and arousing—words.
Her pulse raced. Her nipples tightened. Her core becoming slick with overwhelming need she could no longer deny.
Riley lifted her hips, positioning his steely cock to her entrance. The blues in Eric’s eyes thinned as his black pupils expanded upon contact.
She lowered herself down slowly, impaling her body with his in one fluid motion. The same eyes that had been staring back into hers rolled, and Riley felt his callused fingertips digging into her skin as he moaned.
“Jesus.” Eric pressed a wet kiss to her neck. “You feel so fucking good.”
Not as good as you do.
Riley tilted her head to the side to give him more access. God, she loved the way his lips felt on her skin. How the stubble covering his chin and jaw added a tantalizing friction each time it brushed against her.
Oh, who was she kidding. She loved everything about him.
Riley began to move faster. Harder. The room became filled with sounds of their bodies working together. Feeding from one another’s as they continued striving for the same, magnificent goal.
Before long, they’d found their perfect rhythm. Riley’s long hair was like a curtain, falling along her shoulders as she closed her eyes and gave herself over to the pleasure he was giving.
Eric’s hands slid to her hips, his grip tightening as he drove himself in and out of her wet heat. Time stood still, and thoughts of death and murder were nowhere to be found as they brought each other closer to the edge with each and every thrust.
Riley could already feel her inner muscles contracting, her impending explosion building with every indescribable second that passed.
Moving his hands upward, Eric filled them with her bouncing breast. He kneaded her moldable flesh, pinching her taut nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.
It was just this side of painful, the effect beyond electrifying.
“Eric...” His name escaped as a warning.
She was close. So, very close.
“Touch yourself,” he ordered with a pant as he brought his tongue to one of her rosy buds. “I wanna see how you make yourself come.”
Oh, God.
His erotic command sent a shockwave of pleasure throughout her system. She’d never brought herself to climax while someone else watched. Not him or any other man.
But because this was Eric...becausehewas the one asking...
I’ll do whatever he wants.
Placing her left hand on his right shoulder for balance, Riley moved her other hand between their bodies. Her knuckles brushed against the mouthwatering ridges of his flawless, cut abs as she made her way down to her target.
Using the strength of her toned thighs, she continued sliding her body up and down his impressive length as her fingers found her clit. It was swollen and begging for attention.
Attention she was seconds away from giving.
“That’s it.” Eric lowered his gaze to where they were connected. “Show me how you like it.”
She would’ve thought she’d be embarrassed—by both her actions and his dirty talk. But the heat burning behind his heavy-lidded eyes was all Riley needed to let go of her inhibitions and simply live in the moment.
With just the right amount of pressure, she pressed the pads of her fingertips against her clit and began to rub. She went slow, at first. Easy, gentle circles because she knew...
If I go too fast, I’ll fall apart.
“Damn, that’s hot.” Eric jerked beneath her, the hard, forceful movement of his hips matching her own. “Ah, fuck. I’m close.”
It became a race, then. Riley’s fingers moved faster, frantically strumming her body the wayhisusually did so she’d be the first to fall.
