“And what would be the first thing you like about me?” I place my hands under my chin.
“Your big nose."
I touch my nose and gasp, swatting at his arm with my other hand.
August laughs and pulls himself back. "I'm kidding."
I rub my nose with my index finger whileglaring at him and his stupid, cute face. The slight bump I have is smooth and soft.
His voice is tender when he says, "Honestly, your lips have always been my favorite. The soft, bubble-gum color. The way they pucker when you're concentrating on something. How the bottom lip is fuller than the top. But most of all." He pauses, and I swear my heart skips a beat. "The way you bite the left corner of your lip when you see something you desperately want—like right now."
August looks down at my lips, and I'm too busy trying not to drool over his answer. I need to squeeze my legs together, and I hate that he has that effect on me. A second later, I realize I'm biting the corner of my lip.
I'm royally fucked.
THIRTY
AUGUST
I gaze at Riley and the way she stops biting her lip. I can't help but feel smug about it. I know I'm getting her back day by day. I'm not fucking that up again.
The sunset casts a beautiful, hazy gold glow around her, one that matches her eyes. The little disco ball in the corner intensifies the colors around us. Some slow song plays in the background, but in my mind, it's fading.
This is the most romantic shit that's ever happened to me, and I'm sure the universe is giving me signals.
Riley blinks slowly at me. Once, twice, and a third time. Her light, long lashes flutter with every blink. Her mouth parts, and her lips are screaming at me to kiss her. Kiss her again. Grab her. Hold on to her.
Fuck her.
Before I have time to move, she's on me. The movement is so fast that my brain can't keep up. Her arms wrap around my neck, her breasts press against me, and her lips are on mine.
I catch up to her and kiss her back. Hard and intense. My glasses push against my cheek to the point that I'mafraid they're going to break. I pull back and stop kissing her, catching my breath.
"Hold on," I say in a rush. I take my glasses off and toss them on the coffee table. I nod fast. "Okay." And pull her back in.
Her leg glides over the top of my thighs before I grip them and swing her onto my lap. A small squeal vibrates from her mouth and onto my lips. The tips of my fingers dig into her thighs and then slide up to her hips. She nips at my bottom lip, the tip of her tongue flicking.
The soft touch of her hands grazed my neck before slipping into my hair. She gives a slight tug, enough to grab a sharp breath through my teeth. Our tongues twirl together, soft and slow. Almost mesmerizing.
While we play with each other, I pull a satisfying moan from her lips. If my eyes weren’t closed already, I’d feel my eyelids become heavy from the sensation of her body pressed against mine.
I trail my fingers up her waist and on her breasts as my cock strains against the zipper of my jeans. She pulls her hands away from my hair to grab the bottom of her shirt, pulling it over her head before tossing it on the ground.
Holy fuck. Is this really happening? How did we get here?
Now isn’t the time to be questioning that.
Eighteen-year-old August would have come in his pants if he saw Riley like this. The light purple lace bra complements her creamy skin. And her breasts are cupped perfectly in the delicate fabric. When I rub my thumb over her right nipple, I feel something else.
She has her nipple pierced. I'm going to come in my pants by that sight alone. No. Don't you fucking dare.
"You like what you see?" she asks in a voice that drips like honey.
I can’t find any words to say. If I did, they’d come out as a jumbled mess. All I can do is nod. Then her lips find my neck, peppering kisses all over. My eyes roll back, and my head falls onto the back of the couch.
Her hand presses into my throbbing cock, and I let out an animalistic groan, cursing under my breath. She sucks on the other side of my neck. I rub at my eyes, hoping this isn’t a dream. A gentle laugh comes from her.
Riley is getting too cocky for my liking.
