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I want a massive fuck session.
I exhale as I take in the masculine space. Everything is in dark blues with light blue accents. His bed is huge, yet he doesn’t let the dogs on the bed?
“Your daddy is mean,” I tell Gordie, who wiggles beside me with big brown eyes full of love for me. “This bed is big enough for all of you—and me and Darcy.”
He doesn’t seem to agree and trots to his bed. I mean, for a dog bed, it’s top-of-the-line. It’s on a pedestal and looks fluffy enough for me to sleep in it. Beside it are two others, and my heart warms that Riggs got one for Darcy. Now I just gotta get Darcy to sleep in it.
I drop my bag on his dresser and notice a photo of him with two older people. His parents, I assume, since he is a younger version of the man in the photo. Though he has his mom’s dark brown eyes. They’re all so happy, so joyous, and I can tell heloves them. I run my finger along his face. He is much younger in this photo, no beard, and no laugh lines around his eyes.
God, he has always been devilishly handsome, though.
Why isn’t he locked down with a trove of children?
I don’t allow myself to feel anything about that. My feelings could shift to sadness or jealousy, and I’m way too tired for that. Instead, I look back at the bed. I close my eyes and pray it smells like him before crawling onto the pillow-soft bed. I drop down on my stomach and bury my face in the pillow before letting out the most satisfying groan. I don’t know if he changed these sheets, but all I smell is spice and bergamot and all things Riggs McCoy.
Thank God.
I rub my face in the pillow, imagining it’s Riggs’s neck as I inhale deeply. He always smells so damn good, and I can just imagine him lying here, relaxing, his legs spread wide. I bet he lies naked, his cock in his hand, and pleasures himself right here, his low, manly moans filling this space as he tugs on his cock. Heat burns through my veins, and my toes tingle as I’m overwhelmed with lust. I wonder what it would be like having his weight on me, his smell suffocating me as he ate at my mouth, my breasts, and between my legs. I wonder if he’d be rough with me or if he’d handle me like I’m breakable.
I moan as I roll onto my back, everything on fire. I’m wound up so tightly, I know I won’t be able to function without release. Just the thought of him feeling the same way I did after our impromptu dinner has me pushing my hand into my shorts to my burning hot center. I’m soaked, and my hips jerk when I press my fingers against my clit. Heat burns throughout my body, my toes curling, my stomach clenching, and with another stroke, I come with a guttural cry. I gasp in breath, my chest heaving as I gaze at the ceiling with half-lidded eyes. I’m takenaback when a laugh bubbles out of me. I haven’t come that hard in a while, and it’s all because of him.
The man of all my desires.
And I just came in his bed.
Without him.
If that makes me a slutty little freak, hey, I’ll get a shirt made, because I will own that.
Proudly.
CHAPTER 11
Riggs
I knew, I fucking knew, when I got the notification of movement in my bedroom, I should ignore it.
Who else would be in my room?
I knew. I did.
I told myself to ignore it.
I even clicked off the notification.
But then I went to the app for the live feed.
Like a complete fucking glutton for punishment.
There in my bedroom, in my fucking bed, lies Clara. She’s wearing her workout gear from earlier, her ass eating her shorts as she rubs her face in my pillows. I should say I’m watching to make sure the dogs don’t get on the bed, but I know I’m not. Hell, if she knew, she’d know I wasn’t watching for the dogs. But before I can feel like the creep I am, a beautiful, ethereal groan comes from my phone. A loud one, one that rattles the device in my hand as I watch her. Or maybe I’m shaking. Yup, I’m shaking. Fuck. She clenches her ass cheeks, her body almost vibrating as she continues to rub her face in the pillows.
One thing is for sure—I’m never washing those pillowcases.
All of a sudden, she rolls onto her back, and her pink-painted toes curl as she groans louder. Her breasts move with each breath she heaves in and out. Her face is flushed, her body vibrating as she clenches and unclenches her fists.
My mouth goes dry.
I know I should close this app. I am well aware I need to stop watching, but…I fucking can’t.
