Just get me to bed.
Even though I knew what she meant, my dick hardened all the same, my mind wandering, conjuring memories of the past.
Riley… lying on my bed naked. I used to tease her so badly she’d plead with me to fuck her.
But those days were gone, and if I had any hope of resurrecting them, I had to play my cards right. Taking her back to my place would normally seem presumptuous, but there was no way I was gonna drop her off at home, as drunk as she was. She needed to sober up first.
For as much as she had to drink, I thought for sure she would’ve passed out on the ride, but she was alert. Sluggish but awake. She sang along to some pop song on the radio, her words slurred, but the smile on her face when she leaned into me was contagious.
We soon pulled onto my road, the houses gradually spaced out, giving all the neighbors a sense of privacy. The gravel of my driveway kicked up beneath the truck’s tires, the sound making Riley twitch in her seat. When we came to a stop, I killed the engine and hopped out, making my way around to her side. She never made a move to open her door, so I did it for her, reaching for her arm to help her down and to make sure she didn’t fall once her feet hit the ground.
“I’ve never seen your place.” She tripped on the first step, but I caught her before she hurt herself. “You moved in after we broke up.” Riley’s eyes drooped, and she made a loud noise when she yawned, holding on to me when she swayed forward. “We were supposed to move in together. ’Member?”
“Yeah, I remember.” Apparently, she was fine with talking about the past and quite freely, too. I should remind her that she was the one who cut ties with me. That she was the one who’d leave wherever she was, even her own house, the second I showed up. She was the one who flashed me dirty looks and cursed under her breath whenever she saw me. But there was no use getting into it with her when she was in this state. In fact, curiosity made me want to hear what she’d say next, to see what she’d reveal while her inhibitions were lowered.
Once we stepped inside, I shut and locked the door behind us before punching in the code for the alarm. I then walked her to the couch and had her take a seat while I headed to the kitchen to get her a drink of water. She needed some sort of hydration before she passed out, otherwise she’d have a killer headache in the morning, and I had no doubt she’d somehow manage to blame me for it.
“Here.” I shoved the glass toward her. She shook her head and pushed it away. “Ry. You have to drink this.”
“If I drink any more, I’m gonna puke.” She leaned her head against the back of the sofa and closed her eyes.
“It’s not alcohol. It’s water.” I bumped her leg with mine. “Come on. I’m not going away until you drink it.” She didn’t move, and at first, I thought I lost her to sleep, but when I hit her leg again, this time with a little more force, she groaned. “Let’s go.” My voice raised. “Riilleeyy.” I’d stand there and irritate the hell out of her for as long as it took for her to do what I wanted. “Helllooo.”
Her eyes popped open. “Oh my God! You’re so annoying.” She blew out a breath, leaned forward and grabbed the glass, some of the contents spilling onto the carpet at her feet. But she gulped down the water without any more resistance, then thrust the glass back at me. “Here. Happy?”
I took it from her and placed it on the coffee table. “We gotta get you to bed now.” I ducked down and put her arm around my shoulder so I could easily lift her from the couch.
“I don’t wanna have sex with you,” she slurred, lolling her head to the side, her lips close to my neck. “I mean, I wanna.” She slapped my chest. “But I’m not gonna. Not till you ’pologize.”
I didn’t want to argue with her, but I had apologized. So, what I said instead was, “Okay. Let’s just get you upstairs.”
Riley was quiet the rest of the way up the stairs, down the hall and even when I sat her on the edge of my bed. I moved away from her and she fell onto her back, her arms spread out on each side of her. After I removed her heels, I stood up and reached for the button on her jeans. Once it popped free, I pulled her zipper down, then shimmied the material down her legs. She slapped at my hands once but didn’t bother again until her jeans were completely off.
The hard part was gonna be getting her to sit up long enough for me to remove her shirt, but before I attempted that feat, I grabbed one of my T-shirts from my dresser drawer, so she’d have something comfortable to sleep in.
“Come on, sleepyhead,” I said, leaning over her to pull her up and into a sitting position. Thankfully, she didn’t fight me, her eyes remaining closed. I chuckled to myself because I’d been in her shoes before, so tired all I wanted to do was pass the fuck out.
Her shirt cleared her head seconds later and she was left sitting there in her matching zebra-striped bra and panties.
Riley’s eyes opened a little, and when she saw me in front of her, she looked down at herself before making eye contact again.
“Do you like my underwear?” Her crooked smile was sweet, innocent even.
“Yeah, I do.”
“Do you want to see more?” She reached behind her back and unhooked her bra before I realized what she was doing. I didn’t have time to react before she tossed it over her shoulder, her perfect tits on full display. I’d like to say I was a gentleman and didn’t look… but I did.
My mouth watered at the sight of her perfect, hard nipples and all I wanted to do was wrap my lips around them. But I wouldn’t. I might not be much of a gentleman, but I wasn’t a bastard, either.
When she moved her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and tried to pull them down, I removed her hands and pushed them to the side.
“Okay, enough stripping for tonight.” I rushed to tug my T-shirt over her head before pulling back the comforter and helping her underneath it.
“Kade?” She hadn’t called me Kade in years.
“Yeah?”
“I have to… tell ya somethin’.” She reached out her hands and wiggled her fingers.
I leaned in.
“More.”
I leaned in closer. “This good?”
She didn’t answer me. Instead, she grabbed me, pulled me toward her while her head came off the pillow at the same time and sealed her lips over mine before falling back to the bed.
“I dream about you,” she mumbled before she rolled over and finally passed out.
I stood over her for the longest time, wondering if she realized she had just cracked open the door to our future.