Walk Of Shame(126)

I feel my chest ache at the thought that we had to go so long without each other, waiting for this fucking moment that should have happened six damn years ago. “Good . . . because I wasn’t willing to let you.”

Jumping out of the truck, I run over to her side and open the door. I lean inside and wrap both of my hands into the back of her hair, before pulling her toward me and kissing her long and hard. I place one hand on her knee and slide it up her leg, shoving a finger inside of her, while biting her bottom lip and tugging.

“Fuck me . . . I can never get enough of kissing you, Rile. I wanted to kiss you so damn bad the night that you left, but I didn’t have the balls to mess things up for us. If I would have kissed you then I know I would have given you so much more that night in the pool, and I couldn’t make love to you and just let you leave. I knew I had to wait.”

She smiles against my lips. “It’s a good thing, because if you would have kissed me . . .” She grips my hair. “Especially like this, then there’s no way I would have gotten on that plane. Just one kiss was all I needed from you.”

I lean in to kiss her again, but stop when her phone goes off. “Ignore it,” I whisper.

“I plan to.” She pulls me closer between her legs and reaches her hand down in between us to rub my cock.

I throw my head back and grip her hair tighter, so damn turned on by her touch. “Undo my pants, Rile.”

Without hesitation she starts to undo my pants, but her phone goes off again, causing us both to freeze.

“Dammit,” she mumbles. “I’m sorry. Let me turn it on silent.”

I stand patiently as she pulls out her phone and unlocks the screen to silence it. The pained look on her face tells me who it is and the moment shatters on the spot.

She awkwardly clears her throat and turns her phone on vibrate. “Well that kind of kills the moment. I’m so sorry.” Her whole mood has changed and now I feel as if comforting her has become my priority. Riley has a big heart and I’d be stupid not to know how this moment is affecting her.

I pull her chin up and gently kiss her lips. “It’s okay, Rile.” I rub my thumb over her bottom lip. “Let’s go inside and I’ll make us a late night snack before bed. “Sound good?”

She nods her head, ashamed, and runs her hands through my hair. “Thank you, Cale. I just want this moment to be the two of us. I don’t want any hint of Tyler in the back of my mind.”

I kiss her again, letting her know that I’m okay with it. “You can’t just shut your feelings off, Rile; I know that and I don’t expect it. This won’t be our last opportunity. Trust me.”

She smiles as I help her out of my truck and guide her to the front door.

I definitely want her mind to be focused on just me once I’m burying myself between her sweet thighs. It will happen soon.

Just not tonight . . . tonight she knows how much I care about her.





IT’S BEEN TWO DAYS SINCE I received those missed calls from Tyler and I respect with everything in me that Cale has given me some space in case I wanted to call him back. I thought long and hard about it, and then decided against it. He broke my heart when he decided just two days before we were to leave that he didn’t want to be a part of the plans. Why should I call him back? He’s the one that didn’t care enough. He didn’t even come to say goodbye the day that I left.

Cale and I are sitting on his couch watching hilarious prank shows and snacking on popcorn, and right now . . . that’s all that matters. He’s been able to keep a smile on my face throughout the pain that I thought I’d be feeling when I got home, and he’s had my back through everything. I’m here and I’m focused on the now. Tyler is no longer clouding my thoughts and I want Cale to see that.

Setting the bowl of popcorn aside, I straddle Cale’s lap and gently kiss him on the lips. His lips are so soft and delicious that I unconsciously lick them before pulling away. I swear that I could kiss him all day and never grow tired of those lips. I’ve waited too long to not take advantage now.

“Damn, Rile.” Cale squeezes my hips before moving down to my thighs, while running his tongue over his lips. “What are you trying to do to me? Are you trying to get me naked, because it won’t take much more of that.”

I lean my head back and moan as he buries his face into my neck and roughly kisses it, pushing me down onto his lap. “See what you’re doing, Rile? You feel that?” I still can’t seem to get over feeling his dick against me. It’s so damn big and hard . . . and I want it, every inch of it . . . of Cale. My Cale.