Chapter 170 In Our Room
- Riley pov
- I lifted my head and kissed him deeper, my fingers curling into his hair, and he made a low sound against my mouth and pulled me closer. His hands slid to the zipper at my back—not opening it yet, just resting there, a question—and I answered by shifting in his lap, grinding down against the hard length of him through his pants. His breath caught sharply.
- "Riley."