Page 88 of His Bullied Fated Mate

He nodded. “The meeting ran long, and I figured you’d want this.” He placed the bag down, leaning in for a kiss. I sank against it, grabbing his shirt.

“You're lucky I was patient and didn’t please myself.”

A smirk formed on his lips. “Can you even reach?”

I was embarrassed because he knew I couldn’t. I’d just asked him to help me shave the other day.

“Well then, you're lucky I did find someone else to do it for me.”

He laughed at this. “No other man would please you as I do, Janella.”

His lips pressed against mine a little rougher this time. “Do you want to eat, or can food wait?”

“Food can wait.” I wanted him. I wanted him inside me, making me come apart.

Riley grabbed at my pants, and we slowly shimmered them off. I grabbed the remote, shutting all the blinds. Riley gripped onto my thighs, spreading them.

“You are so wet, honey. You’ve soaked through your underwear.” He looked at me with hunger. “Were you having a naughtier dream?”

“No, but it was nice. It was a dream about us and our future.” It was a turn on in its own way.

I felt his hand stroke over the fabric, and my head rolled back. I moaned at the contact, feeling I was already throbbing down there.

He yanked my underwear down, thrusting two fingers into me. My back arched, and I moaned louder. I rocked my hips as he moved. I liked it slow, but I desperately wanted to come.

“Eager?” He asked as he kissed my thighs.

I nodded, feeling how close I was. “Yes,” I said breathlessly.

I watched as he dipped down, and his tongue slid over my clit. My hands grabbed the couch, and my head tilted back. “Oh god!”

I didn’t know what was better, the angle his fingers were thrusting in or how his tongue was swirling over my clit perfectly.

We had done this so many times, Riley knew exactly where to lick. He knew where to bite and what parts I wanted worked. It was no different now.

An orgasm hit me, and I moaned as I came. I felt his fingers continue riding my orgasm higher.

He pulled away just enough to undo his pants and pull his cock out. I watched his stroke a hand over it, moving himself against my entrance.

He grabbed a pillow and placed it under my hips. His fingers were tight against my skin as he nudged himself slowly inside me. I felt myself stretch, and my toes curled at the contact.

“You are so tight.” He growled as he kissed my neck. One hand reached underneath my shirt, grabbing my breast. “And your breasts have gotten so big.”

I felt hotness spread over me as he rocked his hips slowly, giving me just a little friction.

I felt his hands moving lower, his fingers moving in circles over my already sensitizing clit. I felt myself pulsing at the contact.

He grunted, his thrust growing quicker and deeper. I felt my voice pitch higher until I was panting. The couch creaked under our weight, and the sound of our noises bounced around the room.

I was so close. Just sitting on the edge, ready to fall over.

His lips pressed against my cheek. “I love you.”

I felt my heart swell at his words. “I love you too.”

It was like electricity hit me as I came hard. My body jerked, my back arching as my orgasm took hold. I felt Riley filling me, slamming into me hard as he came himself.

We were both panting as we tried to catch our breath. I felt sweaty and hot, but my head felt fuzzy. I stared at Riley. I loved his eyes and the shape of his lips. I loved his thick hair and the way it curled slightly.