Page 101 of Buckin' Around

He’s frozen, hauling in each breath like it weighs a ton.

I send an arm behind my back and spring the clasp on my bra.

His lips part as the lace loosens and falls from my chest. I slide the straps from my shoulders, one after the other.

“Good boy,” I whisper.

His face turns feral, and I can tell it is taking everything he has to stay put.

But I grind on his lap a little more, letting my breasts bounce as I send my hands into my hair and twirl it in my palms, pulling it around my neck and letting it spill over my breasts. The second they disappear behind the ebony curtain, Spence moans.

His hands move to my hips, tightening.

“Riley Elodie O’Malley, that is just plain cruel.”

How the?—

He dives in, sweeping my hair to the one side. His lips close around my hard nipple a heartbeat later.

Holy mother of god . . .

I whimper, sending my hands crawling through his messy hair. He’s impossibly hard under my throbbing center.

“Spenc—”

He suckles the peak before moving to the other.

My back arches like it has a mind of its own. The sound that pulls through my lips is one I’ve never heard myself make before.

I’m pushing and pulling my way through his hair, the ache in my center almost too much.

Rough hands lift me from his lap a second later. My back meets the floor, and strong arms cage me in as he rises to all fours above me.

I struggle through each breath, staring up at him.

His blues are blown out to a dark, stormy sea of need.

“Riles, too many clothes, baby. I want to taste you.”

“I—”

I swallow over empty lungs.

Feck you, Spencer Lockwood.How is it plausible that the universe saw it fit to hand him over to me, just in time for me to make an attachment. Only to have to leave him so far behind me...

His head dips. “Please, baby, let me in.”

“You already are, Spence.”

I cup his jaw with both hands, pulling him a little way down so I can crane my neck up and capture his mouth with mine.

He groans as I deepen the kiss.

His good arm slides under my back, raising my body and taking the weight so I don’t have to strain to meet him.

Lord have mercy.

Breathless, he breaks from the kiss. “I’ll never be able to get enough of you, Riles.”