“Shit, Rile.” He lies back on the table and runs his hands through his thick, messy hair. “I love it when you touch me.”
He looks over at me and grabs my arm as I take a step back. “What’s wrong?” He smiles at me and looks down at my legs that are still slightly shaking. “Did you orgasm, Rile?”
I nod my head, my fingertips instantly going to my mouth to create a diversion, too embarrassed to actually speak.
Cale grabs the towel and wipes himself off, before standing up and grabbing my chin after removing my hand from my mouth, forcing me to look up at him. “Well damn, Rile. That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever heard.” He smirks down at me and wets his lips. “Knowing that I can make you come without even touching you . . . is by far the sexiest, most satisfying thing that’s ever happened to me. All it does is make me want to bend you over this massage table and fuck you until we both can’t walk.”
“Cale . . .”
He places his finger to my lips and bends down to whisper in my ear. “As soon as I know that you can handle it . . . you will be the first woman to have me inside of her. I promise that . . . Rile. Just wait and see.”
I stand here, frozen and unable to think clearly as Cale gathers up his clothes and gets dressed.
He must be able to tell that his words have shaken me up, because the next thing I know I feel his lips on the top of my head, before I hear the door open.
“I’ll see you tonight, Rile.”
Shaking off my frozen state, I turn to Cale and offer him a small smile. “Yeah . . . I’ll see you later . . . um . . . after work.”
The door closes behind him and I instantly go into panic mode.
“He did not just say that, Riley.” I walk over to the bed and start stripping it down, barely able to even function right. “You’re just hearing things. There’s no way in hell that Cale is still a virgin . . .”
I have no idea how long I’ve been standing here, dazed and confused, when my door opens and a woman walks in.
Pulling myself together, I smile at her and introduce myself, before walking out into the hall, giving her time to get ready.
How I’m going to be able to function for the rest of the day is beyond me. I had to have heard him wrong . . .
“Yeah, that’s it.” I try to convince myself. “I’m tired. He could have said anything.”
The woman calls my name, interrupting my thoughts, so I shake off my personal thoughts and prepare to make it through the day, hoping that I’m just going crazy.
Cale . . . a virgin . . . me his first . . . friends . . . we’re just friends . . .
MY SHIFT ENDS IN TWENTY minutes and I can’t deny that I’m a little disappointed Riley didn’t stop in to see me. I haven’t heard from her since I left Sensual Touches and it’s really starting to bother me.
I guess she wasn’t ready to hear that I really did wait for her, and I bet that she doesn’t believe me. I wouldn’t believe me either if the roles were reversed. A virgin stripper. . . . No fucking way. Impossible right? Well, I’m the fucking exception. She is the reason that I’m the exception.
I look up from the ground when I feel a hand on my shoulder. Stone grins like a fool. “Dude . . . you’ve been standing there for ten damn minutes now. Just get the hell out of here. You’re useless here in that state.”
Shaking my head I steel my jaw. “Nah, I’m good. Just get the hell back over to your side, man. I don’t want your dick over here.”
Stone laughs and starts backing up. “At least I’m actually working my dick, bro. That’s more than you can say.” Grinning like a fool he gives me the middle finger with both hands, before busting back into a dance.
I get my head back into the game for the last ten minutes, trying my best not to think about Riley and whether or not I fucked things up.
Just as I’m pushing through the crowd of women and getting ready to head into the back room, I spot Riley sitting at the bar talking to Sara.
Sara looks over at me and notices the stupid ass grin on my face, raising her brows as she figures it out. Hell yes it makes me happy as hell to see that Riley is here. I don’t give a shit who knows.
Gathering up my shit, I get dressed quickly and snatch my tips from Kash, tossing him a pile of twenties on my way out the door.
I stop dead in my tracks when I notice Lynx at the bar talking Riley up. That dick better learn his place when it comes to my woman. She may not know it yet . . . but she’s my girl. I’m going to make that very clear, and real soon.
“Just admit that you came to see me,” Lynx says with a confident grin that makes me want to choke the life out of him. “I can definitely put on a show one night if it keeps you coming back.”
Riley laughs as if she finds him amusing, but doesn’t say anything as I approach them at the bar.
Lynx quickly turns to me as I place a kiss on Riley’s head and wrap my arms around her from behind. “I didn’t think you’d show up,” I whisper next to her ear. I look up at Lynx as I say the next part. “I’m glad that you came to see me. I’m ready when you are.”
Riley takes one last sip of her drink and slides it across the bar to Sara. “Thank you for the drink, Sara.” She gets ready to reach for cash, but Sara and I both stop her.
I look at Sara. “I’ll pay for it.”
She shakes her head. “It’s on me. A little welcome home present. Well besides what I’m sure you’ve given her.” She winks and walks away.
Lynx stands up at the same time that Riley does. “Well, I guess I’ll be seeing you tomorrow,” he says stiffly. “Same time as the last.” He raises his drink to me and smirks. “You did good tonight, Cale. The women got a good show. All of them.”
I tense my jaw and bite my tongue. I know damn well what he’s doing. “Let’s go, Rile.” I place my hand on the small of her back and guide her outside, fighting the urge to kick the shit out of that dick.
As soon as we reach my truck, I slam Riley against it and crush my lips against hers, claiming them and letting her know how much I want her. Fuck Lynx. He can’t have her, not now or ever.
Seeing another man wanting her only makes me want to take it out on her sexually and give her all that I have. I may not end up being her first, but I know damn well that I will be her second and her last.
Lifting her leg, I thrust my hips into her and moan against her lips. “I want to be inside you so bad, Rile.” I kiss her again, before whispering against her lips. “Let me give myself to you. I want you to be my first. I know you may not believe me, but I would never lie to you. You know that. I’ve done sexual shit, Rile. Lots of things, but I’ve never entered a woman. I promise you that.”
She moans loudly and grips the back of my hair as I suck her bottom lip into my mouth. “Cale . . .” She moans again as I grind my hips between her legs. “You really waited all this time for me?” I roughly kiss her neck and nod my head, just eager to continue tasting her. “What if I told you that I’m still a virgin? Would you still want to make me your first?”
Her words cause my heart to beat erratically in my chest and I freeze mid-kiss. “What?” I pull away and run my hands through my hair. “Are you, Rile? Are you still a virgin?”
She nods her head and covers her face. “I just couldn’t do it, Cale.” She pushes me away so she can get some air. “Every single time that Tyler and I began to get sexually active I would stop him right before he could enter me.” She looks up to meet my eyes. “I kept thinking about you and wondering if you really meant what you said about waiting for me. It didn’t feel right so I never had sex with him. I only allowed him to touch me sexually. No wonder he didn’t want to follow me to Chicago . . .”
“Holy fuck, Rile.” I run my hands through my hair and start pacing. “You telling me that you’re a virgin makes me want to fuck you right here, right now.” I stop pacing and press Riley back against my truck. “But it also makes me feel like it needs to be special for you, and whenever you’re ready. My virginity doesn’t mean
shit to me as long I lose it to you. It could be in the fucking dirt or mud for all I care.”
Riley swallows hard, before standing on the tip of her toes and wrapping her arms around my neck. “Is this really happening right now?” She questions. “I thought that us waiting for each other was just some stupid fantasy that I dreamt up. I thought I was being an idiot.”
“Hell no, Rile.” I lean down and press my lips against hers. “You really have no idea how much I really care about you, do you?”
She shakes her head and bites her bottom lip.
“Well fuck. I’m going to show you.” I open the passenger door and point. “Inside. Now.”
With her eyes locked on mine, she climbs into my truck and wraps her legs around me as I step in between them. “I’ve missed you, Cale.” She lets out a small breath. “So much. There were times when I almost ran away in the middle of the night and got on a plane. I had tickets each time, but always talked myself out of it, knowing that I couldn’t leave grams like that.”
I grip the back of her hair and lightly tug. “Me too, baby. But you’re here now and I’m going to make up for it.” I bite her bottom lip before releasing it. “Let’s go.”
AS SOON AS WE PULL out of the parking lot I place her hand on my hard cock, letting her know what she’s doing to me, before I slide my hand up her dress. Her pussy is so warm and wet, just waiting for me to touch it. I love that . . . my pussy.
We drive in silence as I gently slide my fingers in and out, loosening her up for what’s to come when we get home. Knowing that no man has been inside her has me so anxious to sink deep between those beautiful thighs and take her over and over again, all night long. Now that I know how much she wants it too . . . it’s happening.
Once we pull up at my house, I pull my fingers out of her pussy and suck them into my mouth, looking her straight in the eyes. She lets out a small moan and grips the seat. “Riley . . . are you sure you want this?” She nods her head. “You do realize that once I fuck you that it will be happening every day and there’s no turning back to just being the old Rile and Cale right? I will pleasure you any and every chance that I get and there’s no taking it back: giving me your first time.”
“Cale . . .” She reaches for the door handle. “I have always wanted you to be my first. I just didn’t think it would actually happen. Knowing that it can. . . . I’m not passing that up for anything.”
I feel my chest ache at the thought that we had to go so long without each other, waiting for this fucking moment that should have happened six damn years ago. “Good . . . because I wasn’t willing to let you.”
Jumping out of the truck, I run over to her side and open the door. I lean inside and wrap both of my hands into the back of her hair, before pulling her toward me and kissing her long and hard. I place one hand on her knee and slide it up her leg, shoving a finger inside of her, while biting her bottom lip and tugging.
“Fuck me . . . I can never get enough of kissing you, Rile. I wanted to kiss you so damn bad the night that you left, but I didn’t have the balls to mess things up for us. If I would have kissed you then I know I would have given you so much more that night in the pool, and I couldn’t make love to you and just let you leave. I knew I had to wait.”
She smiles against my lips. “It’s a good thing, because if you would have kissed me . . .” She grips my hair. “Especially like this, then there’s no way I would have gotten on that plane. Just one kiss was all I needed from you.”
I lean in to kiss her again, but stop when her phone goes off. “Ignore it,” I whisper.
“I plan to.” She pulls me closer between her legs and reaches her hand down in between us to rub my cock.
I throw my head back and grip her hair tighter, so damn turned on by her touch. “Undo my pants, Rile.”
Without hesitation she starts to undo my pants, but her phone goes off again, causing us both to freeze.
“Dammit,” she mumbles. “I’m sorry. Let me turn it on silent.”
I stand patiently as she pulls out her phone and unlocks the screen to silence it. The pained look on her face tells me who it is and the moment shatters on the spot.
She awkwardly clears her throat and turns her phone on vibrate. “Well that kind of kills the moment. I’m so sorry.” Her whole mood has changed and now I feel as if comforting her has become my priority. Riley has a big heart and I’d be stupid not to know how this moment is affecting her.
I pull her chin up and gently kiss her lips. “It’s okay, Rile.” I rub my thumb over her bottom lip. “Let’s go inside and I’ll make us a late night snack before bed. “Sound good?”
She nods her head, ashamed, and runs her hands through my hair. “Thank you, Cale. I just want this moment to be the two of us. I don’t want any hint of Tyler in the back of my mind.”
I kiss her again, letting her know that I’m okay with it. “You can’t just shut your feelings off, Rile; I know that and I don’t expect it. This won’t be our last opportunity. Trust me.”
She smiles as I help her out of my truck and guide her to the front door.
I definitely want her mind to be focused on just me once I’m burying myself between her sweet thighs. It will happen soon.
Just not tonight . . . tonight she knows how much I care about her.
IT’S BEEN TWO DAYS SINCE I received those missed calls from Tyler and I respect with everything in me that Cale has given me some space in case I wanted to call him back. I thought long and hard about it, and then decided against it. He broke my heart when he decided just two days before we were to leave that he didn’t want to be a part of the plans. Why should I call him back? He’s the one that didn’t care enough. He didn’t even come to say goodbye the day that I left.
Cale and I are sitting on his couch watching hilarious prank shows and snacking on popcorn, and right now . . . that’s all that matters. He’s been able to keep a smile on my face throughout the pain that I thought I’d be feeling when I got home, and he’s had my back through everything. I’m here and I’m focused on the now. Tyler is no longer clouding my thoughts and I want Cale to see that.
Setting the bowl of popcorn aside, I straddle Cale’s lap and gently kiss him on the lips. His lips are so soft and delicious that I unconsciously lick them before pulling away. I swear that I could kiss him all day and never grow tired of those lips. I’ve waited too long to not take advantage now.
“Damn, Rile.” Cale squeezes my hips before moving down to my thighs, while running his tongue over his lips. “What are you trying to do to me? Are you trying to get me naked, because it won’t take much more of that.”
I lean my head back and moan as he buries his face into my neck and roughly kisses it, pushing me down onto his lap. “See what you’re doing, Rile? You feel that?” I still can’t seem to get over feeling his dick against me. It’s so damn big and hard . . . and I want it, every inch of it . . . of Cale. My Cale.
He starts grinding below me, rubbing his hardness between my legs. “Yes,” I breathe. “God . . . yes . . .” Just the thought of him being inside me makes me break into a sweat. It still amazes me how turned on I get with Cale. It’s overwhelming.
After not feeling him touch me for two days, I feel like I could orgasm just from the feel of his tongue alone. That’s how good this man is and I have a feeling that he knows it. He may be a virgin . . . but the rest of his body isn’t . . . far from it.
“I want to take you somewhere, Rile.” He runs his lips up my neck and stops at my ear. “Will you come with me?”
I swallow hard from his words. He just had to use the word come. “Cale . . . it’s like two in the morning. Isn’t it a bit late to take me somewhere?”
He laughs against my neck and squeezes my hips, lifting me from his lap. “It’s never too late, Rile.” Standing up, he reaches for my hand and pulls me into his chest. His hands tangle in my hair as he runs his tongue up my lips, tasting me. “Fucking delicious, baby.”
Smiling, he w
alks toward the door, picking up his keys on the way out. I follow behind him, curious to where it is that he wants to take me so late at night. I have no clue where he wants to go, but truthfully I’d go anywhere with Cale. I always did in the past, including late night trips . . . but we were just kids then. Sneaking out late at night was in. We’re definitely not kids anymore and don’t need to sneak out to hang out.
I’m so anxious when we get into Cale’s truck that I can’t stop looking out the window, trying to figure out where he’s taking me. It takes me a good five minutes to figure it out.
“Cale . . .” I sit up straight and look out the window. “Are you taking me to your old house?”
He smirks and pulls off to the side of the road, killing the engine on his truck. “I thought a late night dip sounded good. You know . . . pick up where we left off six years ago.”
I sit still as Cale jumps out of the truck and jogs over to my side, opening my door. “But didn’t your parents move out like five years ago?”
Laughing, he reaches into the truck and pulls me out, onto my feet. “Yeah, they did.” He shuts the door behind me, and then starts pulling me through the grass, toward the back of his old house.
“What?” I look around me, nervous that someone will see us, possibly resulting in cops. “We can’t just swim in some stranger’s pool, Cale. What if someone catches us?”
He stops and picks me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. As soon as his lips meet mine, all worries seem to disappear. All that exists is Cale and I. Right now I could care less about the consequences.
Walking through the grass, he somehow manages to keep his lips on mine until we’re both sinking into the deep water.
The water is cold at first, a shocker, but as soon as Cale pulls me into his arms . . . he’s all that matters. My body is slightly shivering as he swims us toward the side. It reminds me of the last time we were here: the night that I left.
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