Walk Of Shame

by Victoria Ashley

  “Remember this?” Cale questions as he holds me up against the side of the pool.

  Biting my bottom lip, I nod my head.

  “Good . . .” He slides his hand behind my neck and hovers his lips above mine. They’re so close that I can almost taste him. “I’m about to do to you what I wanted to do six years ago.”

  His lips slam against mine, stealing my breath away. I can barely breathe at the moment as I’m taken back to six years ago. I almost feel as if I’m getting the one moment that we missed out on, the moment that I could only dream about after I was gone.

  “Are you on the pill, Rile?” His eyes meet mine as he pushes my hair out of my face. “Are you?”

  I nod my head and rub my thumb over his sexy bottom lip. All I want to do is suck it into my mouth, so I do. I suck it so hard that he growls.

  He leans in and kisses me again, hard and firm as he finds my aching pussy with his free hand. I moan against his lips as two of his fingers enter me. They feel so big, but I relax for him and let him loosen me up.

  “So good, Rile.” He pulls his fingers out and slides my shorts over to the side. I can feel him messing around between our legs, probably pulling himself free from his black pants. He’s not wearing any boxers. That was noticeable as soon as he came out of his bedroom earlier, so it doesn’t take long before I feel him poking at my entrance.

  I shake in Cale’s hold, as he looks me in the eyes. I’m so overwhelmed with emotions that I can’t even manage to speak. This man has been my best friend for ten years, and I have spent most of those years dreaming of this very moment.

  “I’ve been waiting so long to be inside you, Rile. Are you sure you want this?” He rubs his thumb over my bottom lip as I nod my head. “Say it for me. Tell me that you want me inside you. I want to hear it from your lips. I’ve waited too long not to.”

  I lean my head back and moan as I feel the tip of his dick push against my opening. There’s no doubt in my mind that I want this. Not having him inside me right now is torture. “I want it, Cale. I’ve always expected you to be my first.” I lean in and whisper against his mouth, “Make love to me.”

  With those words, he slowly enters me, inch by inch, him holding me so tightly that I can barely breathe.

  “Oh fuck,” Cale whispers. “You’re so tight, Rile. So fucking tight.” He slowly pushes all the way in and stills, practically holding me against the wall with his dick. He’s breathing so hard right now, that I can feel his chest hammering against mine.

  It hurts, but feels so good to have Cale inside of me that I don’t want him to stop. He can’t. I dig my nails into his arms, letting him know that I need a minute. “It’s so big, Cale.” I let out a calming breath. “I need a second. Don’t move.”

  Being sure not to hurt me, he reaches back and tugs his shirt off and over his head, before tossing it into the grass. He grips the edge of the pool with one hand and my waist with the other. “Can I move now?”

  I wrap both of my arms around his neck and squeeze, preparing myself for him to move. “Yeah,” I whisper. “I think I’m okay now.”

  Pressing his lips against mine, he slowly pulls out and pushes back in, both of us moaning into each other’s mouths.

  He does this a few more times, as gentle as he can, before his movements pick up, becoming more steady, until he’s consistently thrusting inside of me, making me feel so damn good that it’s surreal. Having Cale inside of me is so overwhelming that I can barely breathe from the emotions that are taking over me.

  Gripping my thigh, he raises it and pushes in hard and deep, before stopping and grinding his hips. He’s so deep that I feel as if he’s about to rip me apart.

  “Cale . . .” I dig my nails into his shoulder as he pulls out and shoves himself in deep again, stopping to kiss me on the lips.

  “I want to fuck you so much harder, but I’m holding back, Rile.” He lifts me up with his thrust. “Can you handle it harder?”

  Hearing him ask me if I can handle it harder sets me off, and suddenly all I can think about is him fucking me so hard that I’m screaming his name. I want him so bad right now. So. Bad.

  “Yeah,” I say softly. “I can handle it.”

  “Alright, Rile.” He wraps his hands into my hair and tugs. “Don’t be afraid to scream. I don’t give a shit who hears us. This is our moment . . . just the two of us.”

  I nod my head and almost feel myself come undone when he digs his teeth into his bottom lip and begins taking me hard and deep.

  All I can hear are the sounds of the water slapping between our bodies and our heavy moans. Cale works fast, slowing down once in a while to kiss me and make me feel special . . . and it does. It’s as if he knows exactly what he’s doing and he’s an expert at pleasuring women. He’s almost too good to be true, and now the thought of him being inside another woman kills me.

  My thoughts cause me to dig my nails into his back roughly, instigating his movements to pick up and become harder.

  “This cock is yours, Rile. No one else has had it. Never fucking forget that.” He pushes into me and stops. He’s breathing heavily, his strong chest moving up and down. “I want to come inside of you, baby.”

  “Yes . . . yes.” I pull him closer to me and kiss his chest. “I want you to.”

  Gripping my thigh, he pushes in even deeper and rolls his hips. He does this a few more times until I’m practically screaming and shaking in his arms, about to come.

  “Yeah, Rile.” He pulls out before pushing in deep. “Come for me, baby. I want to feel you squeeze me.”

  Leaning my head into his neck, I dig my nails into his back as I feel my orgasm taking over. In that moment, Cale thrusts into me a few more times before I feel the pulsations of him filling me with his own orgasm.

  Knowing that no other woman has experienced this with Cale has me on some kind of high. He’s inside of me right now, holding me and kissing me. A part of me is selfish and wants to keep Cale to myself. I don’t want any other woman to experience this side of Cale.

  We’re both wet and completely satisfied, holding each other tight . . . in someone else’s pool.

  I would’ve never thought of my first time being like this, but it was perfect. This pool is where Cale and I spent most of our time in the summer. This pool is where I imagined giving myself to him numerous times. This pool is the last memory I had of him over the last six years.

  Now this pool is where we’ve given ourselves to each other. It’s our pool. Our memory to keep and I’ll never forget his moment. Ever.

  I feel Cale smile against my neck, before he kisses it and pulls out of me. “Holy shit.” Cupping my face, he kisses me long and hard before resting his forehead to mine. “I want to take you again, right here, right now. Is that bad?”

  I let out a small laugh and smile. “No,” I say breathless. “It’s definitely not bad.”

  He releases my face and pulls his pants back up. “I have a feeling we should get out of here. You were kind of loud.” He smiles and I slap his chest.

  “Oh . . . just me?”

  He laughs and hops out of the pool, pulling me out behind him. He quickly grabs for his shirt and picks me up, throwing me over his shoulder.

  He carries me through the grass and over to his truck, the two of us soaking wet and laughing. Setting me down against his truck, he kisses me one last time before opening the door for me, and giving me a boost inside.

  When we arrive back at his house, he lets us both in and immediately undresses me as soon as he closes the door behind us, dropping our soaked clothes to the floor.

  After we’re both completely naked and standing here, he picks me up, wrapping my legs around his waist before carrying me to his bed.

  He crawls in behind me and snuggles up against me, covering us up. He notices me shivering, so he pulls me closer to warm me up, just as he always has. “I got you, Rile. I’ll always have you.”

  I smile to myself and grip his arms, feeling completely satisfied an
d alive, knowing that he does. He’s always had me . . .

  I’VE BEEN LAYING HERE FOR the last three hours thinking about tonight. Being inside of Riley was the best feeling in the damn world, and I know without a doubt that no other woman would have been able to make me feel that way. I’ve always known that and that’s why I waited for her.

  Fuck having meaningless sex just to experience a bunch of women and get off. None of that matters and I know damn well that it could never feel as good as having sex with someone you have a personal connection with. When you have that, the pleasure is intensified. You feel everything.

  Watching Riley sleeping in my arms makes me want to bury myself between her thighs and really take her. She’s seen my sweet side. I just hope she can handle my dirty side too, because she’s about to experience it real soon. I’ll let her sleep it off for tonight, because I’m not going to be selfish with her. Riley doesn’t deserve that shit.

  Pulling Riley as close as I can, I bury my face into the back of her neck and gently kiss her, wanting to show how deeply I care about her.

  “Goodnight, Rile,” I whisper.

  The real pleasure is about to start . . .

  SLADE, HEMY AND STONE ARE sitting around like idiots, looking at me as if I’ve grown a second dick. If it doesn’t stop, then I’m going to nut punch the closest one.

  “What are you idiots looking at?” I shove a fry in my mouth, eyebrow raised, as I look around the table.

  Slade stands up and walks over, sandwich and all, stopping in front of me. “Stand up.”

  I stand up.

  He smirks. “I want to shake your dick and congratulate it on finally becoming a man.”

  I shove him backward, making him bump into Hemy. “Fuck you.” I reach down and adjust my hard dick. Thoughts of Riley naked have been on my mind all morning, leaving me hard, and there’s definitely no hiding it. “Talk all you want, assholes.”

  Stone gets up and starts fucking the edge of the table like an idiot. “Is this how you did it?” He slows down and acts as if he’s about to blow his load.

  “How the fuck do you idiots even know my business?”

  Hemy nods to Slade. “This asshole told me in a text. Ask him.”

  Slade shrugs his shoulder while biting into his steak sandwich. “Aspen, man. Your girl was on the phone with her for a good hour, talking about how sweet and passionate it was.”

  The guys start laughing as if it bothers me. Fuck them. I can’t help it that I’m good at making love. “Laugh all you want, because I’m going to make that girl feel so fucking good that all of your women will be complaining to each other and talking shit about how all you guys care about are your own dicks. My woman will be completely satisfied. So fuck you.”

  “Your woman?” Slade asks with a sly grin. “It’s like that already?”

  “What . . . are you fucking surprised?” I watch as he walks around the table and takes a seat again. “I wouldn’t have waited all this time for a woman if she wasn’t worth it, man. Riley is more than worth it, and when she’s ready . . . yeah . . . she will be my woman.”

  Stone squeezes my shoulder. “I feel ya though, guy. Sage is the one for me. Being inside her–.”

  “Fuck you,” Hemy shouts. “Say another fucking word and see if I don’t shove your dick up your ass. That’s my sister, fucker.”

  “Yeah, I am your sister’s fucker,” Stone says, egging Hemy on. This dick still has some shit to learn, because that’s the last thing you want to do.

  Cracking his neck, Hemy stands from his chair and starts walking around me to get to Stone, but I put out my arm stopping him. “Dude, chill. All you fuckers chill and eat your damn food. Can’t go anywhere with you dicks anymore.”

  I feel Hemy’s chest flex under my arm, so I pull it away and say fuck it. I’m hungry. These two can kill each other all they want.

  Stone stands up and smiles as Hemy approaches him, trying to prove he’s badass. “Don’t hate me, because I might be your brother-in-law someday. It’ll be all good. I promise.”

  “Hey!” We all look away from the table when Sage comes storming in with Onyx beside her. “Sit down, Hemy! Don’t you even think about it.”

  Hemy gets the look from Onyx, so like a good boy he backs off. I don’t blame him. Not only does he have a spitfire for a sister, but also his woman is just as wild as her. I don’t know how he handles it.

  Next thing I know Hemy has his mouth pressed against Onyx’s and his hands are groping all of the inappropriate places. I’m pretty sure that’s my cue to leave.

  Standing up, I pop one last fry into my mouth before tossing some cash on the table. “I’m out. I’ve gotta go keep my eye on Kash and make sure he can handle his first night on the floor.” Walking over, I place a kiss on the side of Onyx and Sage’s cheeks, before turning back to the guys. “This kid better not make me work tonight.”

  I get a, “Get the hell out of here,” from Hemy and an “Alright, go fuck off,” from Slade, before Stone just waves and grabs his woman.

  “What a great group of friends,” I mutter to myself. Thank God Riley is back. I don’t know how much longer I can handle these assholes.

  I’VE BEEN HERE KEEPING MY eye on Kash for the last two hours, and so far I haven’t had to save him. I got to give the kid some credit. The women seem to be enjoying themselves.

  I have a feeling that he’s been watching me a lot, because right now he’s got some girl on her knees and he’s grinding his dick in her face. The women always seem to love that.

  Pulling out my phone, I send Riley a text, hoping that she’s not busy. I’ve been thinking about her all damn day, reminding myself of the moment we shared in the pool. The best damn moment of my life.

  Me: How are you doing? Are you at home?

  I get a response almost immediately.

  Riley: I’m good. I’m not home at the moment.

  I stare down at my phone, my stomach sinking from her stiff text. We haven’t spoken all day, and I have no idea how she’s feeling about last night.

  Me: Can I pick you up in an hour?

  Riley: No

  “Shit.” Dropping my phone down onto the couch next to me, I run my hands through my hair. My jaw stiffens as I stand up and get ready to just leave and go find her.

  “Because I’m already here.”

  I turn beside me to see Riley standing there, looking drop dead gorgeous in a little red dress. Her hair is curled and pulled over to her right shoulder, and her lips are slightly tinted pink.

  “Fuck me, Rile.” I grab her hand and slowly spin her around. “Are you trying to make me take you right here?”

  Smiling, she wraps her arms around my neck and steps into my body. “What if I am?”

  I slide my hands down her back and stop on her ass, cupping it. “Then you better be ready, because I don’t think I can wait another second.” I bite her neck, before pulling away. “Especially after seeing you in this dress.”

  Leaning her head back she laughs. “When did my Cale become so dirty?” Stepping up on her tippy toes, she sucks my bottom lip into her mouth, before releasing it and sliding her hands up the front of my shirt. “I definitely like it. A lot.”

  “You haven’t even begun to see how dirty I can get, but you’re definitely pushing me right now.” Grabbing her legs, I wrap them around my waist and carry her through the darkened room and to the back corner.

  Everyone is too busy paying attention to the new dick that’s swinging around on stage than to even notice us. Slamming her up against the wall, I slide her dress up her body. “See the things you make me want to do?” I grind my hips into her and wrap my hand in her hair. “Are you ready for this, Rile?”

  She doesn’t say anything for a few seconds. She just plays with the ends of my hair and looks me in the eyes. “I’ve never been more ready for anything, Cale. Trust me.”

  “Neither have I.” Reaching down between us, I work on getting my cock out, while pressing my lips to her neck.
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br />   “Hurry, Cale.” She tugs on my hair. “I’ve been thinking about you inside me all day. I need this right now.”

  Hearing those words set me off. Dropping her feet to the ground, I bend down and yank her panties down her legs, before shoving them in my pocket.

  Then, I pick her up and wrap her legs back around my waist, before sliding inside of her. “Oh fuck.” We both moan out at the same time.

  She’s so wet and ready for me that it’s hard to not bust my load just from the thought alone. Riley Raines . . . the woman I have wanted for most of my damn life.

  I slowly slide in and out, stretching her to accommodate my size, before thrusting into her deep and hard. She lets out a small scream, but muffles it against my chest.

  “It’s okay, baby.” I pull out and thrust into her again, grinding my hips into her as deep as I can. “Let it out. I don’t give a shit who hears.”

  Moaning, she presses her lips to mine as I push into her again. I push into her harder and harder each time, slamming her against the wall with my thrusts.

  “Shit, Cale . . .” She digs her nails into the fabric of my shirt and buries her face into my neck. “Oh my God. Yes . . . faster.”

  Speeding up, I take her as hard and fast as I can, feeling her pussy squeeze around me, bringing me to my own release.

  My cock pulses inside of her, filling her with my cum. Biting her bottom lip, I hold her up with my hips and wrap both of my hands into the back of her hair. “Shit, Riley.” Both of our bodies are covered in sweat. This place has never made me sweat so fucking much. “You can’t dress like that anymore around me. I can’t fucking handle it.”

  She smiles against my lips. “I was hoping for that.”

  “Cale, dude, what the fuck are you doing back there? Kash needs you for a minute,” Lynx yells from across the room. Lazy motherfucker.

  Riley’s eyes widen and she throws her hand over her face. “Oh. My. God.” She starts struggling to get back to her feet. “I almost forgot where we were.”

  I kiss her one more time and smile against her lips as I readjust myself. “Dude, I’m coming.”