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deeply seated inside him, just as the need to break down her barriers was. Chaz couldn’t explain either circumstance. He wasn’t in the market for a girlfriend or any type of commitment. Sure, he’d wanted Riley in his bed for a long time, but this was different. He knew it even though he couldn’t explain it.
“I want you.” Her voice was husky and sexier than any other sound he’d ever heard. “I want this.” She reached up to flatten her palms on his chest and moved them slowly down until she could wrap her fingers around his thick length. “I want it all right now, Chaz. Right. Now.”
She was still lying on her side but had turned slightly to touch him. Chaz touched her hip and then reluctantly eased her hand away from his length. It was a necessary bit of torture so that he could completely remove her robe. When that was done, he returned her to the position on her side, with her plump ass facing him.
“You can have it now,” he whispered and lifted her top leg so that he could slide between her thighs. “You can have anything, Riley. Any damn thing you want.” He clenched his teeth as he slid deep into her with one long stroke. He was buried inside, and still, Chaz felt the burning desire for more. He began stroking in and out, loving the feel of her heated moisture gliding seamlessly along his rigid dick. He closed his eyes and let the pleasure overtake him while one word echoed in his mind repeatedly: damn.
In one night, Riley Gold might have completely damned him.
CHAPTER SIX
“LET’S GO SIGHTSEEING,” Chaz suggested the next morning. “Isn’t that what people do in Milan?”
They were sitting across from each other at a round table positioned close to a window.
“Unless you’re in the industry and then Milan’s mostly about work.” Her response was a bit curt as she stared down at her tablet. She moved a finger over the screen, going from one email message to another, reading and scribbling notes in the stripe-covered notebook beside the tablet. To the other side was a small plate with an untouched croissant and a half-full cup of coffee that was undoubtedly cold by now.
“You do know what a vacation is, don’t you, Riley?” He didn’t wait for her to respond. “It’s when you leave work at the office and just relax. Lie in bed all day or go see places you normally don’t get a chance to see when you’re so busy working.”
She didn’t move her head but raised her eyes to stare at him. It was one of the sexiest things he’d ever seen.
“I know what a vacation is. I also know that Fashion Week is right around the corner—”
“And it’ll still be around the corner when we return to New York tomorrow.”
She shook her head and returned to her emails. “I’m not surprised you don’t understand.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Chaz was sitting back in the chair, his tuxedo pants on but not buttoned, his feet and chest bare.
Riley sighed and crossed one leg over the other. “You’re not as invested in this business as I am. Sure, you’re at King Designs now, rebranding all of Tobias’s lines that are flailing, but everybody knows your real love is your social media chain.”
She knew more about him than Chaz had presumed. He’d process how he felt about that later. Right now, Ms. Gold needed to be corrected.
“I don’t do anything half-assed,” he countered.
“That’s not what I meant.”
“But it’s how you presented it. And yeah, I came back to New York to help my uncle rebrand some of the lines that had taken a backseat to the expensive couture designs. I’m rebuilding areas that needed more attention not because they’re flailing, but because King Designs needs to remain a full-service fashion house. And thankfully, Conversation Media, my Fortune 500 company, is doing well enough that I could afford to step away for a while to do what I can for family. That’s called loyalty.”
She tilted her head and folded her arms over her chest. She’d gotten out of the bed before him, and when he woke, she was wearing fuchsia satin pajama pants and top. Her hair had been smoothed back and hung in a long tail down her back. She wasn’t wearing any makeup and was still stunning.
“Again, I didn’t mean to offend you. I was just saying that you may not have as much at stake since King