Midnight Lips | Ghost

𝐂𝐇. 11

Oh.

"How dare you tease me the way you did?"

One thing he didn't know, I loved teasing.

I wrapped my fingers around his wrist and kept it in place. I darted my tongue out shyly, grazing the tip of his finger, a purpose in mind. If it was possible, his eyes grew darker, and my heartbeat dropped below my belly. His thumb slowly slid into my mouth, hesitant at first, until I wrapped my lips around and sucked.

Riley hissed, almost like a groan, and I felt it all the way down to my center. "Valentina."

Was it possible to orgasm just by the sound of your name on someone else's lips? God, my name sounds so precious coming from his mouth.

I twirled my tongue around his finger. His hand on my thigh gripped me hard, stealing a little moan from the back of my throat.

"What are you doing to me?" Riley rasped.

No.
What was he doing to me?

He pulled his now wet thumb out, dragging my bottom lip down on the way and wetting it. He trailed down my jaw, his index finger changing positions with his thumb as he drove south. Down my collarbone. Down my chest. Between my breasts. I mirrored him, exploring down his abs as he did with mine. We watched our hands with hunger.

"Simon," I got out breathlessly. It was the first time I said his name, and I liked the way it tasted.

His eyes pierced mine as if he was looking straight through me. "That's not what I like to be called."

"Isn't that right?"

He gripped my thigh. A warning. His roughness met with my darkest desires.

"What's my name?" he asked.

"Simon," I teased.

A sound of disapproval came from deep down his throat. "What's my name, Valentina?"

Did he want me to say Ghost?

Our fingers bumped against our waistbands and we stopped. Everything seemed to stop. Our heavy breathing was the only sound in the room, along with our hearts beating so hard they were about to crawl out of our chests.

Then it happened. The laughter down the corridor, louder now. I glanced at the door, which was wide open. Anyone could come in and find us. The sight of me on Riley's lap would be the end of our journey. This was wrong. So wrong. We were breaking the rules, the laws. I wasn't brought here for this.

I looked back at Riley and I knew that our little moment was over. Regret was filling his eyes, pushing away every desire from his mind.

"We shouldn't," he said.

I didn't respond. I got off his lap and walked away from him, pressing the palm of my hand against my still fast-beating heart, somehow believing that was going to slow it. Calm down, I told myself, but then concluded that even if we were about to trespass the line, I didn't mind breaking the rules.

I gripped the doorknob and faced Riley. "I'm sure you can patch yourself up." Another sentence for get the fuck out of here and do it now.

Because this was so wrong and I couldn't want it. I shouldn't want it. I could not screw a teammate.

Riley stood up, found his shirt, and walked toward me—correction, towards the door. But before leaving, he stopped in his tracks right in front of me.

No, no, no. Get out. Get out. Out.

His eyes met mine. "Thank you for helping me."

I smiled. "We're even now."

Riley gripped what seemed to be the bridge of his nose. "I'm sorry for what happened out there this morning. But I'm not sorry I got to kill that fucker that dared to put a hand on you."

I took a breath. Where the fuck was the air in this place? "Just make sure it doesn't happen again."

"I promise it won't happen again."

"Then make sure to keep that promise."

"I will." He stepped out and I followed. Not to follow him but to go back to the little party in the kitchen.

I closed the door to my room behind me but pressed my back against it when I noticed Riley turning around to me. Wasn't he done?

"One last thing," he said, stepping closer, and I almost forgot all over again that we weren't supposed to be attracted to each other. "My name is Ghost."

"Of course."

"Not Simon, not Riley. Ghost."

"I understand."

"Good."

I grinned. "Goodnight, Simon." And at that moment, I decided that that's what I was going to call him from now on.

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