Riley POV I don’t know who starts first but all I know is I am hooked. He kisses my lips, slow and sensual at first, like he is trying to kiss away the pain. I kiss him harder as he places me on the small kitchen counter. It is cold so I gasp in surprise, he takes that moment to thrust his tongue and I moan.“I want you.” He says breaking the kiss. We are nose to nose, our foreheads touching.I respond by closing my eyes and kissing him. He picks me up and walks to my room. Next I know he drops me on the bed.He takes of his shirt and then kisses me, with my eyes closed, he moves from my mouth, trails my jaw and then my throat. I place my hands on his shoulders digging my nails in his flesh. He keeps one hand on my waist, playing with the band of my shorts.His other hand moves under my shirt to the clasp of my bra. He unclasps it with wonder and my lust muddled mind wonders how many times he has done it. When he squeezes my right breast everything else goes out the window. I moan a
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