The Games We Play Vol. 3 (Riley Grayson) (2 page)

“Yeah, that’s it, Ali.” His words were punctuated by hot kisses on her neck, jaw and lips. “Let me feel you come.”

That was exactly what she did, too. She bucked beneath him, writhing in a feeble attempt to get closer, to make him go deeper. “Oh God! Yes—” Her scream was cut off by his mouth on hers, but she couldn’t stop the gasps and moans that seeped out between their locked lips.

Just as her orgasm peaked and she began that delirious descent into satiation, Riley jerked out of her abruptly. “Shit.” His body convulsed tightly a couple of times as he tried to keep some distance between them.

“No,” Ali half gasped, half cried the word. She tried to pull him back down, to get him to put his dick back inside of her and keep going, but it was useless.

“Can’t take any chances,” he whispered, giving her lips a soft kiss as he put his weight into his arms, careful, she noticed, not to let his no rubberless dick anywhere near her. “I honestly thought we’d make it out of here well before this would happen.” He chuckled.

Ali nodded, unsure what to say or do. What happened now? “It’s okay,” she mumbled.

Tears burned in the back of her eyes but she wasn’t sure why. She didn’t regret having sex with Riley just now. Maybe what she felt was remorse for having let things escalate so quickly, for not following through with the plans he’d made, for knowing the date was now over and she’d have to go home. If that did prove to be the case, there was no one to blame but herself. She shouldn’t have made herself so easy.

Riley lowered his lips to brush softly over hers. “I didn’t want to come in you.” He kissed her. “I mean, I did . . . I do want to, but it’s not . . .”

“Yeah, I get it,” she said. Lying there listening to him sputter excuses wasn’t helping her keep her emotions in check. She really wanted him to come inside of her but the consequences were too dire, even if she was on the pill.

He gave her that dead sexy smile. “Don’t worry though. I have plenty of condoms back at the hotel. And I plan to use as many of them as I can while I make this up to you.”

Ali’s eyes widened. “You mean . . . we’re still going back to the hotel?”

Riley laughed. “Yeah, of course we are. Why? Have you changed your mind?”

“No!” she blurted out so fast she felt like a fool. “No, I just thought, because we . . .” Her gaze darted around the interior of the car.

“I have been waiting for this night all damn week. Five minutes in the backseat of a car doesn’t come close to quenching my need for you. This is only the beginning.” He flashed what Ali thought was his sexiest smile yet. “So yeah, we’re most definitely going to that hotel.”

Ali couldn’t stop the smile that formed on her lips. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down to kiss her. His body relaxed on top of hers and they lay there like that for God knows how long just kissing until she felt his cock twitch against her leg. He was hard again and she smiled through their kiss.

“You seriously make me lose my mind, Ali.” He pressed his now fully hard cock against her throbbing clit, but didn’t enter her. She moaned and wiggled her hips, hoping to entice him. But it didn’t work.

She groaned and Riley chuckled. “Is this some sort of payback for what I did to you outside?”

Riley let out a full blown laugh. “No. This took the edge off—barely—” He frowned and sighed. “I mean, it was enough to get us to the hotel, but I need more of you. A hell of a lot more. So stop wiggling those hips trying to get me to do this again here.”

“It’s that obvious?” She smiled. Ali was only teasing. She most definitely wanted to continue this night in the private confines of the hotel. But she just couldn’t resist. She loved how frisky Riley was and she loved getting him all wound up. Sometimes it was too easy. Any girl would think this was fun. She felt powerful and in control when she could get him going and it made her happy.

“Believe me, Ali, if I could get away with being inside of you again right now, I’d do it.”

He was right. As badly as she wanted him inside of her again, she couldn’t let her physical urges cloud her better judgment. And if she could make him lose his mind again here, she knew she had full control and could absolutely destroy it once back at the hotel. 

“You’re right.” She nodded. “The sooner we get to that hotel, the better.”

The car was filled with that unique, tantalizing scent of recent sex and by the time they reached the hotel, Riley’s cock was rock hard again. He really hadn’t meant to lose control and fuck her in the back seat but he’d needed some fast relief. And it wasn’t like she’d stopped him. She put up the bare minimum of resistance, but it was clear that she was enjoying herself too. He was surprised he held out this long. All that teasing and kissing over dinner, damn. He was having so much fun with this girl.

Still, he felt like a jerk for doing it that way when he had such a nice evening planned for her. His old habits were getting the best of him. Whatever. He could make it up to her now that they were here and show her he was capable of treating her like the well-respected woman she was.

Riley parked, got out, and rushed around to her side of the car to help her out. She took his hand and, once out of the car, her gaze dropped to his bulging crotch, a smile playing on her lips. He gave her a boyish grin and shrugged.

“It’s all you,” he said.

Ali laughed. “No, I think it’s all you!” They both laughed.

Hand in hand, they entered the hotel. Thank God Riley had the foresight to check in and get a room key earlier in the day. Standing at the check in desk with a raging erection was not his idea of a good time. He’d be lucky to make it up to their room on the seventh floor before he took his dick out and let it get some much needed room to breathe.

They stopped in front of the elevators and Riley pushed the up button. When he realized the car had to come all the way down from the twenty sixth floor, he groaned. Standing in the lobby with a raging erection wasn’t much better.

Ali positioned her body in front of his, her back to him and her ass against his crotch. He assumed she’d done so to help hide his erection, which was thoughtful, but it only caused his dick to swell even more, to throb painfully behind his zipper. He gripped her hips and yanked her back so she was flush to his body, her tight little ass brushing against him.

Riley groaned again and kissed her neck. He could feel Ali relax, sigh and smile, sending a jolt of desire down his spine. She was enjoying the night as much as he had hoped.

“I cannot wait to get you up to that room and take this dress off you.” He kissed her exposed collarbone and shoulder. “And then kiss every inch of your body.”

“Riley,” she whispered, reaching behind her to clutch his thighs. It was clear that she loved the way he touched her, talked dirty to her, only making the anticipation grow in anxious desire.

“Touch and lick every exposed area of flesh I see,” he continued, needing and wanting her to be as horny as he was.

A second later, the elevator dinged and the doors slid open. An older gentleman stepped out and nodded at them. Riley gave him a tight smile, then ushered Ali inside. Thank fucking God they were alone. As soon as the doors slid closed, Riley pinned Ali against the wall and ravaged her lips with a hard, deep kiss. Her response was immediate and just as intense, her tongue swirling and twisting with his.

Riley gabbed under her knee and lifted her leg to his waist, grinding his erection against her. Ali’s sharp intake of breath spurred him on, encouraged him. God, he needed to be inside of her. Now! Just like that first night he’d brought her home and after dinner tonight, his skin itched and tingled with need. His blood boiled and burned him from the inside out. His limbs had that restless feeling to them, like if he didn’t stretch them they’d go numb and be useless.

He both loved and loathed the feeling all at the same time. He loved being this worked up, this horny, knowing he was going to get laid, get his release. But he hated how she was becoming the only one who could make him feel like this; to feel like a teenager who had just lost his virginity.

It was such a raw feeling when they were together. A need unlike anything else he’d ever felt before. He’d managed to get around it the first time by leaving her for a while, getting high, bringing another woman into the bedroom. But he didn’t have that option tonight. Besides, the only high he needed tonight was Ali. Shit. He should punish her especially hard for making him feel this way.

Tonight it was just the two of them.

He was so fucked.

He’d seriously thought the quickie in the back seat would take the edge off, help him think clearer. It had only made things worse, though. His needs and reactions were magnified now, raging out of control. How the hell would he ever walk away from her tomorrow? He would need to have every bit of her tonight.

Ali ran her hands across his shoulders and down his back, yanking his shirt from the waistband of his pants. Her fingers teased his skin, making him shudder against her. “Ali.” His voice was a hoarse growl.

The elevator dinged again and the doors slid open. Riley took her hand and all but dragged her out of the car and down the hallway. After a couple failed attempts at getting his key card to work, Riley flung open the door. A huge smile graced his face when he stepped into the room. As soon as the door clicked shut behind them, Riley pounced like a predator, an animal in heat, which was exactly what he felt like.
Ali has no idea what she’s gotten herself into.

Ali was once again pinned between him and the door, a place he didn’t mind having her. She frantically worked the buttons on his shirt, trying to get it off of him. He really could’ve helped her, but he was too busy kissing her to care about anything else. Apparently she had other plans. Ali shoved him away from her and toward the bed.

He cocked a brow but remained silent as he let her guide him to the bed. He’d never had a woman take control like that before and he was even more turned on. When the back of his legs hit the mattress he fell back onto it. She stood between his legs, grabbed handfuls of his hair, and gently tipped his head back, her lips crashing down on his.

Fuck! Everyone he’d ever been with had let him make all the moves. He’d be lying if he said this wasn’t the single hottest moment of his entire sexual life; a woman who could meet his match.

Ali had no idea what had come over her, but she had this crazy need to be in control. Tonight, she was going to make certain she wouldn’t lose Riley. She had lost so much recently and he was her one sure thing, or at least she hoped him to be.

She needed him to know she could give as good as she got, that she was better than any other woman he’d ever been with. Perhaps even it was her desire to prove to Pat he was in the wrong when he dumped her. How he would ever find out, who knew, it didn’t matter. Tonight was about proving to Riley, and herself, that she was a sexy, confident woman. A woman who could consistently please a guy like Riley Grayson. To keep up with his insane amount of needs. Because she had a sinking feeling that if she couldn’t, this would be their last night together and she just couldn’t let that be.

Pulling away from his lips, she removed his shirt, tossing it to the floor in a heap. Riley gave her a cocky smile. “Happy now?”

“I’ll be happier when you’re naked.” His smile faltered for only a fraction of a second, then was right back in place.

Damn, who is this chick?
“So make it happen then.” His voice was pure challenge.

She smiled and pushed him so he was flat on his back. Then she climbed on top of him, straddling him.

Riley tucked his hands behind his head and grinned, his eyes still dark and hungry. She loved it when he looked at her like that. “I see you like to be on top, huh?” He chuckled.

“Got a problem with that?”

“Not at all.”

“Good.” By the time she was done with him, he was going to wish he’d stayed in control.

She lowered her mouth to his, tracing his lips with her tongue. He groaned when she moved away and again when she kissed his chest. The sounds of his groans were music to her ears. Pat rarely made any noise when they had sex, and she always wondered if it was because she wasn’t doing it right or to his liking. It was something they never talked about and something Ali needed to know but never learned. She swore to herself after they broke up that when she was with another guy, she would walk away knowing he had enjoyed himself fully. Her desire to please was pure revenge against Pat for crushing her heart.

But with Riley there were none of those doubts. He was very vocal, made it very clear exactly what he liked, at least in the bedroom. His skin was so hot, his muscles so firm, yet his entire body was relaxed and inviting. Her tongue circled his nipple and she smiled when she felt it harden against her lips.

“Shit that feels good,” he said on an exhale.

Ali lifted her head. “Shall I keep going?”

Riley smiled and shook his head knowing she was teasing.
This girl.
He couldn’t get enough.

Ali moved to his other nipple and gave it just as much attention as she had the first one. The power she felt was overwhelming. She’d fantasized about this very thing, about having Riley at her mercy to do with as she pleased. It had been a long week waiting for tonight and Ali was going to make the most of it. She had to because she wasn’t convinced there would be another night, ever.