That little shit.
My body flared in response to his mouth moving south. I heard him chuckle as I let out an exasperated sigh.
With him out of the room, the temperature cooled down twenty degrees. I could breathe without wanting to shove my tongue in Riley’s mouth and stick my hands in other places.
He had said it perfectly. Once I gave him that last piece of me, I couldn’t take it back. Once we crossed that line, I couldn’t tell my heart that it was just a friend helping a friend or that it wasn’t meant to be. If I crossed that line, my heart would want it all: the white picket fence and the two-point-five kids. I would want that all with Riley. While Riley was fully willing to roll around in the sheets with me and get his rocks off, I didn’t think he’d even thought about the other type of rock, the one he could put on my hand.
I wasn’t saying I needed a ring to sleep with him, but I wanted to know that he didn’t want to be a bachelor forever, that he might want those things from me in the future, even if he wasn’t ready to commit to them now.
I just wanted to know this wasn’t a dead-end street before I turned onto it with the last bit of fumes in my tank.
Riley came out of the bathroom and saw that I was still lying in bed.
“Woman, you are making it so hard for me to be respectful of your wishes when you lay there like that.”
I quickly sat up and smiled at him then pinched his ass as I passed him on my way to the bathroom.
“I’ll remember that, the very moment you tell me that you are mine body and soul,” he growled.
Shivers went up my spine. I liked the sound of that, belonging to him, body and soul.
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The next day, Riley told me he was competing in the mechanical bull riding contest, and his face was mischievous.
“Oh yeah?” I asked.
“Yes, and you better be watching. I want to make sure you know what to expect, for the future.”
I tilted my head back and laughed. He smirked and then smacked my ass. He had led me over to where the mechanical bull was rigged up.
“You know, they have a woman’s competition, too,” he said.
“Your point?” I asked him with a smile.
“I already signed you up.”
That was the kind of thing I expected from Riley Reys, jumping all in without thinking about the consequences. Lucky for him, this was something I wanted to try, so I wouldn’t go too rough on him, except when we were both ready.
“You did what?” I asked, feigning an upset reaction.
“Come on. I have to have some teaser to hold me off until you give me the green light.”
I shot him a dirty grin. I was going to torture him for this, no doubt.
The men’s competition was first. Riley told me that's because they wanted everyone to hang around as long as possible—to make more money. The women’s mechanical bull riding attracted a lot of attention and was one last final money maker.
When it was Riley’s turn, the operator had no mercy on him. The bull immediately started rocking back and forth at a somewhat fast pace. It quickly turned to the side in an effort to throw him off, but he held on with his right hand, while the left was up in the air. His body rolled and moved with the flow of the bull. I pulled my phone out and began to record. I had a feeling I would want this video later.
His hat flew off at the next sudden turn, catching the wind, but he still held tight. The operator cranked up the speed even faster, and I watched as Riley struggled to hold on. His face went from a flirty smile to focused in concentration. With the combination of the speed and a wicked sudden jerk, Riley went flying. He landed on the inflatable surface below with a laugh.
He got up, grabbed his hat, and jumped over the raised edge of the inflatable, landing right beside me. I high-fived him for his efforts.
“Does that have you ready to cave?” he asked me with a sexy smile and a wink.
My body got flushed again thinking about what that would be like.
“No,” I said with a flirty smile.
