A Private Affair - A.C. Arthur Page 0,18
stared at the television. She’d seen enough women find their perfect guys and keep them. Yes, watching romantic comedies with him was an even bigger mistake than agreeing to this twenty-four-hour tryst.
“Is that really what’s going on, Riley?”
Her head snapped back so she could look at him. “I know when I’ve had enough of watching movies, Chaz.”
This was the second time today she’d snapped at him. The first had been during breakfast when he’d done exactly what he was doing now—looking at her as if he knew something she was too daft or too stubborn to admit.
“Or have you had enough of this?”
This?
It was nothing. That was what she’d been telling herself for the past few hours when her mind drifted to how their current situation resembled so many of the movies they’d been watching. A man and a woman getting to know each other, feeling the attraction between them brewing and deciding how best to proceed to get what they wanted most—happy-ever-after.
“I agreed to one night and then went along with a full twenty-four hours,” she said because that was the best excuse she had for getting herself into this predicament. Riley did not go back on her word, no matter how uncomfortable she might feel.
“And you were fine with that twenty-four hours being just about sex.”
“That’s all there is,” she replied and turned on the couch to drop her legs to the floor. The former position made her feel too vulnerable, to unsure of herself.
“That’s cool, Riley. If you can’t take anything else, we can do what we agreed.”
Chaz got up from the couch and came to stand in front of her.
“Here or in the bedroom?”
After breakfast he’d gone down to his room. When he returned, he was wearing sweatpants, pristine white tennis shoes and a white T-shirt that molded to every indentation of his chest. All of that gorgeousness was standing in front of her now, offering her everything she’d dreamed of sexually. Riley swallowed. Hard.
From this position it was just a matter of reaching out, pushing the pants down past his hips and freeing his cock. She could have him in her mouth in seconds. She’d thought about that very act all night long.
“I wouldn’t have guessed this arrangement would irritate you so much. After all, it was your suggestion.” Her words were a stall tactic, which Riley hated having to use.
“Not irritated, Riley, baby. Aroused.”
He licked his lips and lifted a hand to his chest, letting it glide slowly down until it grazed the very noticeable and very hard bulge of his dick through the sweatpants.
She resisted the urge to lick her lips, too.
“I know the difference, Chaz. And regardless of our agreement, I’m not going to have angry sex with you.”
He tossed his head back and laughed.
“You’re not going to watch movies with me all day long and you’re not going to have sex with me. So, tell me, Riley, what are we going to do?”
This was ridiculous. It was frustrating and embarrassing. All the things she’d felt anytime she was with Walt.
“Fine,” she snapped.
Her fingers shook only slightly as she grabbed the waist of his sweatpants. He took another step closer and Riley pushed the pants down past his hips. She didn’t bother pushing the boxers down, but instead reached her hand inside the opening and grabbed his dick.
“That’s it, baby. Take what you want.”
His words were raspy and sounded dirty.
She liked them.
Riley scooted her butt to the edge of the couch, spreading her legs so that Chaz was now standing between them. She jerked her hand from the base of his length to the tip, watching hungrily as her fingers moved over the silky dark skin. Her mouth watered and she dipped her head, extended her tongue and took her first taste.
She owned a penthouse in Manhattan, a Lamborghini, had a trust fund she hadn’t touched a penny of yet and, thanks to her budding career and smart investments, became a millionaire years ago at the age of twenty-five. But nothing she’d accomplished up to this point in her life had given Riley the surge of power she felt with Chaz’s dick in her mouth.
With her throat muscles relaxed, she took in his full length. Hollowing her cheeks, she sucked while her tongue licked the bottom of his shaft. One hand was still at the base of his dick, holding him in place while the other fondled his heavy sac. Her eyes were closed as she worked her mouth over him while