Gripping her thigh, I slip inside of her, causing her to moan out and dig her nails into my back. “I’ve missed you inside of me, Cale.”
“Say it again,” I whisper against her lips.
She leans up and sucks my lip into her mouth, turning me on even more. “I’ve. Missed. You. Inside. Of. Me.” She wraps her legs around my waist and squeezes me hard. “You are my best friend, the man that I love. You and only you.”
Her words set me off and before I know it, I’m grinding my hips in and out of her, taking her slow and deep, deeper than I’ve ever taken her.
With each thrust her nails dig deeper and harder into my flesh, her moans becoming louder in my ear. Something about this moment feels so different than all of the other times we’ve had sex. Everything seems so much more real.
Maybe it’s the fact that I know she loves me now, and this is me proving to her that I love her too. This is us making love.
My hand slips under her neck to grip her hair as I press my lips to hers and continue to make love to her, knowing that this moment is special to both of us. This is the moment that I make my best friend so much more: my woman. This moment I have been waiting on for far too fucking long.
Knowing how this feels, I would wait all over again if I had to. This is a feeling that many men aren’t lucky enough to ever experience and I wouldn’t give it up for anything . . .
AFTER TALKING AND MAKING LOVE for about the fifth time, I help Riley get dressed before getting dressed myself, then pull her into my arms and press my lips to her forehead.
“Come home tonight, baby,” I whisper. “Let me take you out on a real date.”
Smiling, she grabs my face and looks me in the eyes. “You making me dinner and taking care of me would be the realest that a date could ever get. If you ask me, you’re the only one that has taken me on a real date.”
My heart swells from her words and a sense of pride swarms through me. “This is why I love you so much, Rile.”
Pressing my lips to hers, I kiss her long and hard, not wanting to say bye for the next three hours. I just want her home and in my bed. “Hurry home so I can make you dinner and make love to you all fucking night. I have a lot of making up to do. I’ll never again lose time with you.”
She smiles and pushes me away as someone knocks on the door. “Okay,” she laughs. “I’ll hurry back. I promise.”
“Home,” I say, correcting her.
She kisses me once more and smiles. “Home. I’ll hurry home. Better?”
I grip her face and bite her bottom lip. “Much fucking better, baby.”
The person at the door knocks again. Smiling so damn hard that I feel as if my face is about to rip, I open the door and step out.
Kylie looks up at me and then at Riley, before grunting and motioning for me to get going. “About time. Damn! Your next client is here.” She turns back to me. “Move along now.”
Grabbing the back of Riley’s neck, I pull her to me one more time and kiss her. “Love you, baby,” I say, making sure that Kylie gets the fucking hint. “See you in a bit.”
Rolling her eyes, Kylie storms past us and goes back to her desk without another word.
“Love you too.” She slaps my ass and gives me a shove. “Now go, before I get fired.”
I throw my hands up and start backing away. “Whoa now. Keep spanking me and I won’t be going anywhere.” I wink at her and then turn around to leave before I’m unable to stop myself.
Fuck me, I love this woman . . .
Two weeks later . . .
I’M STANDING IN FRONT OF the mirror when I feel Cale wrap his arms around me from behind. Like always when he’s around, my heart starts pounding and I feel this rush. That feeling has only intensified since we have become official, and I seriously cannot get enough of him touching me.
“You look fucking beautiful, Rile.” Grabbing my arm, he spins me around and whistles. “So damn beautiful.”
Blushing, I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him down for a kiss. “Mmm . . .” I run my tongue over my lips, tasting the sweet strawberries that he just got done eating. “Save some of those for later,” I say playfully. “If you keep eating them outside of the bedroom then we’ll never have enough.”
Grinning, he picks me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. His hands grab for my ass and squeeze. “Do we really have to go?” He questions, while pushing his erection against me. “I want to fuck my woman so bad right now that being with those assholes is the last thing on my mind. I’ll call Slade back and tell him that we’re not coming.”
“No!” I scream as he starts rushing into the bedroom. “Don’t do it, Cale.” He stops in front of the bed and I grab onto his neck tighter, holding on for dear life. “We’re going. We already said we would. My sister is waiting for me.”
Growling against my lips, he wraps his hands into the back of my hair. “Well shit.” He kisses me and smiles. “We don’t have to stay long though, right? I’ve waited all damn day to get you home to me.” He kisses me again, his lips lingering against mine. “Fine, let’s go,” he grumbles in defeat.
He sets me down to my feet and kisses the top of my head, before walking away and letting me finish getting ready.
The last two weeks have been the best days of my life and there’s no denying it. Cale is so much more than I ever thought he could be. If I thought he made me feel special before, the feeling is double that now. This man hasn’t let me go one second without a smile on my face and I have a feeling that if it’s up to him then he’ll never let that happen. Cale truly is the perfect man for me.
My love for him has grown so much that my chest aches just from being away from him. It keeps me happy knowing that he’s always waiting for me, just like he used to before I left. It only proves to me exactly why he waited all these years for me. When Cale loves someone, he loves them with everything in him.
I’m just lucky to say that that girl is me.
Right as I’m in the middle of throwing my hair up, Cale rushes back into the bedroom and picks me up, throwing me over his shoulder. “I told you how beautiful you looked, Rile. You don’t need to change anything. Trust me. Let’s go!”
“I’m not done.” I playfully slap his ass, but he keeps walking, not caring. “Damn you, Cale.”
He doesn’t set me down until we’re outside next to his truck and he’s opening the door for me. “We gotta go, baby. The sooner we get there, the sooner I get to bring you home and make love to you in our bed. I don’t know how long I can hold off.”
I bite my bottom lip and sit back in my seat as Cale shuts the door behind me and then runs over to his side of the truck.
I swear I have to be the luckiest girl in the world to have Cale. My Cale . . .
AS SOON AS WE STEP inside the bar, Stone jumps up on his chair and starts whistling for us to come over. “Dude! Over here.”
I laugh as Hemy reaches over and punches him the leg. These guys will never change, and oddly, I’m good with that. Even though they drive me insane half the time, they’re like family to me. No fuck that . . . they are family to me.
Now that I have Riley back here with me, my family is complete. There’s no better feeling in the world than that. Tyler has gone back to Mexico where he belongs and Riley is here with me, where she has always belonged.
Placing my hand on Riley’s ass, I guide her toward the table in the back and whisper in her ear. “Remember . . . we’re not staying long. I’m spending the night pleasuring my fucking woman.”
I see her cheeks turn red from my words, but she plays it off as Aspen walks over to her and hugs her, pulling her away from me and over to where her and Sage are playing darts.
Pulling out a chair, I take a seat next to Slade, across from Hemy and Stone. “What the fuck, dudes? Stop looking at me like that.”
Slade tilts back his beer and grins like an idiot. “I just can’t get over it, man. Shit.” He takes another drink of his beer, before sliding one over to me. “One
day we will be related.”
“Ah, fuck.” I grab my beer and bring it to my lips. “Ain’t that some shit.” I smile and nudge his shoulder. “Related to the fucking man whore. I never in a million years would’ve thought that could be a possibility. Shit is changing, man. Things are becoming real.”
Hemy slaps Onyx on the ass as she stands up, nods at me, and goes to join the other girls. “So what’s the deal,” Hemy asks, before finishing his beer and pushing it aside. “Heard you punched the fuck out of Lynx and quit.”
I nod my head and steel my jaw at just the thought of him trying to steal my woman out from under me. “Yeah, man. He had it coming.”
“Hell yeah, he did,” Stone agrees, tilting his beer to mine. “That asshole deserved it. Now he’s all going crazy and shit, trying to find someone as good as you to take your spot. I mean Kash has been doing pretty good, but I don’t know about this Stax guy. He looks scared as shit. The vultures smell fear. They may very well eat him alive.”
Everyone around the table laughs. It’s crazy how much things have changed over the last few months. I’m proud of every single guy at this table. I’ve never seen any of them happier than what they are right now, and I know for damn sure that I can now say that about myself as well.
Next week I start my management position at The Anchor, a bar that Riley and I can feel comfortable with me working at until I can decide what I really want to do. Slade is settling into his stiff new office job, wearing his suits and shit, Hemy has quit completely at Walk Of Shame and is working full time at his buddy’s mechanic shop. I even heard that Onyx is getting a job with Aspen at the salon and that Sage is working on writing a book or something. Everything in life is fucking good to me. My people are good and so am I.
When I look over at the girls, I catch Riley smiling and looking back over at me while talking to Onyx about something. It makes me feel so damn good seeing her getting accepted by everyone in the group. I even have a feeling that Onyx finds her attractive. As wild as that girl is sometimes, I wouldn’t be surprised if she hasn’t thought about being with my girl. Of course there is one wild couple out of every group. Hemy and Onyx are that for us.
Grabbing my beer, I sit back in my seat and just enjoy this moment for what it is. This is the only group that I would want to be doing this with. My Walk Of Shame family became my real family, and I love all these fuckers to death.
This is all that a man needs to be happy. She is all a man needs to be happy. With these people, my life is fucking perfect . . .
THE END
First and foremost, I’d like to say a big thank you to all my loyal readers that have given me support over the last couple years and have encouraged me to continue with my writing. Your words have all inspired me to do what I enjoy and love. Each and every one of you mean a lot to me and I wouldn’t be where I am if it weren’t for your support and kind words.
I’d also like to thank my friend, Author of the Fate Series and editor, Charisse Spiers. She has put a lot of time into helping me put this story together. I’m lucky to have her be a part of this journey with me. Please everyone look out for her books. She has shown me so much support through this whole process and it would be nice to be able to return the favor. Her stories are beautifully written and something that the world shouldn’t miss out on.
My amazingly, wonderful PA, Amy Preston Rogers. She helped me from the very beginning of Cale and fell in love with him before anyone else. Her support has meant so much to me.
Also, all of my beta readers, both family and friends that have taken the time to read my book and give me pointers throughout this process. You guys have helped encourage me more than you know. Bestsellers and Beststellars of Romance for hosting my cover reveal, blog tour and release day blitz. Hetty Whitmore Rasmussen has been a big part in making this happen. You all have. Thank you all so much.
I’d like to thank another friend of mine, Clarise Tan from CT Cover Creations for creating my cover. You’ve been wonderful to work with and have helped me in so many ways.
Thank you to my boyfriend, friends and family for understanding my busy schedule and being there to support me through the hardest part. I know it’s hard on everyone, and everyone’s support means the world to me.
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Victoria Ashley grew up in Rockford, IL and has had a passion for reading for as long as she can remember. After finding a reading app where it allowed readers to upload their own stories, she gave it a shot and writing became her passion.
She lives for a good romance book with tattooed bad boys that are just highly misunderstood and is not afraid to be caught crying during a good read. When she's not reading or writing about bad boys, you can find her watching her favorite shows such as Sons Of Anarchy, Dexter and True Blood.
She is the author of Wake Up Call, This Regret, Slade, Hemy, Get Off On The Pain and Thrust and is currently working on more works for 2015.
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Wake Up Call
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This Regret
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THRUST
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WALK OF SHAME
Slade ( #1)
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Hemy ( #2)
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PAIN
Get Off on the Pain (#1)
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Something For The Pain: Coming 2015 (#2)
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