Walk Of Shame(148)

Sitting up, I grab her arm before she can walk away. I can see the confusion and hurt written all over her face, and I know without a doubt that she wants to run away and not face me right now.

“Come here, baby.” Throwing my legs off the side of the table, I pull her between my legs and wrap them around her so she will listen to me. “Just hear me out, Rile. Please.”

She swallows hard and closes her eyes as I wrap my hands into the back of her hair. “Cale . . . I’m scared. I’m so fucking scared when it comes to you.”

“Shh . . .” I gently kiss her neck, enjoying the sweet scent of her skin. Nothing else will ever feel this way and I know that. Now I just need to show her. “I’ll never hurt you, Riley. Ever. I want you to know that. Haven’t I always been good to you?”

I kiss her neck again, causing her to moan out. “Yes,” she whispers. “But if you ever hurt me, it would kill me. Do you get that, Cale? That’s why I can’t do this. I can’t get too deep and allow that to happen.”

Running my lips up her neck, I stop below her ear and whisper, “I’ll never let that happen, Rile.” I suck her earlobe into my mouth and nibble it. “Do you know why?”

She lets out a small breath and shakes her head. “No . . .”

I press my lips against her ear and tug at her hair, getting as close to her as possible. “Because I’m in love with you,” I whisper. “I always have been, Rile. I fucking love you.”

She lets out a small gasp and presses her hand over her mouth. Pulling away, I look her in the eyes and repeat myself. “I’m in love with you. I will always put you first. I will always make you happy and think of you before anyone else. That is a promise.” I pull her forehead to mine. “Do you understand that?”

She doesn’t respond, so I ask her again. “Do you?”

“Cale, I can’t ask you to do that. I can’t . . .”

“You don’t have to,” I say honestly. “I’ve been doing it since we were kids. It comes natural to me now. Not doing it wouldn’t feel right to me. I quit my fucking job, Rile. I’m going to focus on you.” I place her hand on my chest. “This body will only be touched by you. I can promise you that on my life.”

I cup her face and run my thumbs over her wet cheeks. “None of that matters to me. This is me showing you how much I love you. Words don’t mean shit unless you have the actions to back it up. This is me doing my part. This is me showing you that I fucking love you.”

A half laugh, half sob escapes her throat as she rubs her hand over my chest, taking me all in.

The silence in the room is making my heart work overtime. I need her to speak. I need to hear that she’s willing to be mine.

“Talk to me, Rile. Please say something.”

She reaches her hand up and wraps it into the back of my hair like she always does. Then, her eyes lock with mine, causing my chest to ache in anticipation. “I’m in love with you too, Cale. God, I love you so much that it hurts.”

I pull her onto the table with me and crush my lips to hers, just wanting to taste her and feel her against me. “I love you, baby,” I whisper against her lips. “I’m your man for as long as you will have me. Only yours.”

“Show me,” she says with a smirk.

I suck her bottom lip into my mouth and bite it. “Oh trust me . . . I plan to. All fucking day.”

She laughs as if she doesn’t believe me. “I do have other clients booked today, Cale.”

I raise my brows and slide her hand down to my rock hard cock. “Not for the next five hours.” I turn us, laying her down on the bed to hover above her. “I’m a greedy asshole today and didn’t want to share you for longer than I had to.” I smile against her lips. “Fuck everyone else. You’re mine until then.”

She grips my neck and pulls me down to kiss her, long and hard. “I fucking love you so much.”

“Fuck I love hearing that,” I growl. Letting my excitement take over, I yank her dress up and over her head, before pulling her panties down her legs and tossing them aside. I need to be inside my woman right now, and I need to show her how much I love her.

Laying her back down from removing her clothes, I get down, in between her legs, and allow my tongue to trail up the inside of her thigh, slowly tasting her. I can already see her juices dripping and all I want to do is lick her clean, tasting her on my tongue. She smells so damn sweet, and I can only imagine her pussy tastes even sweeter right now, just waiting for me.

Grabbing her thighs, I push her legs toward her breasts. “Fuck, I’ve been waiting for days to do this, Rile.” I slowly trail my tongue up the wetness of her pussy, torturing her clit with the tip of my tongue, before slipping my tongue deep inside, getting a better taste. She moans and her whole body shakes with pleasure as I spread her moistness to her clit and slip a finger into her tight little pussy; my tight little pussy.