An Unwanted Second Chance (JB Tirado) novel Chapter 72

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Riley ate dinner alone before retreating to her room. She took a long, hot shower, then dried her hair and

braided it back from her face. Slipping into a pair of soft shorts and a T–shirt, she lay down on her bed

The ache in her head and chest had worsened since dinner, and she was starting to feel truly sick again. Still, she did her best to ignore it. She didn’t want to bother Kent at the training academy. He’d been practically radiating stress at the hospital. She knew his focus had to be on protecting the pack.

But she also knew she couldn’t keep putting this off. The illness wasn’t going away. She thought about what Alma had said: she couldn’t survive without Kent, just as he wouldn’t survive without her.

There really was no reason to keep pushing him away. There was nothing left for her at the Council. She was

going to lose her job either way.

She sighed and rubbed her forehead. But it was more than that. The idea of not being around Kent had

become unbearable. It was amazing how deeply she cared for him after just a few weeks. The thought of

leaving him, of not seeing him every day, made her want to cry.

Are you done fighting this? Rose asked.

Riley rolled out of bed, her feet hitting the floor. She didn’t know if Kent was still at the academy, but she headed to his room anyway. It had been almost an hour since dinner. She prayed he was back by now.

The door opened a few moments after she knocked. Kent stood there, freshly showered, his damp hair tousted. He wore nothing but a pair of gray sweatpants. Riley’s gaze involuntarily traced the defined muscles

of his chest, down his abs, to where they disappeared beneath the waistband.

Kent cleared his throat. “If you’re done staring, what can I do for you?”

She flushed and looked up at him. His blue eyes danced with amusement.

“Can I come in?”

“Of course.”

He stepped back, letting her pass. After he closed the door, he turned to face her, eyes briefly sweeping over her before meeting her gaze.

“What did you need?” he asked, raising a brow.

“I… um… I was thinking,” she stammered.

“And?”

“I was thinking about what Alma said.” She bit her lip, her eyes sliding down his chest again. Heat flared in her belly.

“And?”

“I want to talk about it.”

“Okay. We can talk. Do you want to sit?” He gestured toward the couch.

Her eyes locked on his. Her body hummed with want.

“No,” she whispered. “I actually don’t want to talk.”

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His throat bobbed as he swallowed, eyes flickering to her mouth, then back to hers. She stepped forward, wrapped her arms around his neck, and pulled him into a kiss. His lips crashed into hers with the same urgency that pulsed through her. He gripped her hips, pulling her against him as she arched her back and tangled her fingers in his hair. His tongue swept into her mouth, drawing a moan from deep in her chest.

He grabbed her ass, lifting her as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Without breaking the kiss, he turned and pressed her against the door. She felt the hard line of his arousal through the thin fabric between them. He broke the kiss with a sharp gasp, moving to her neck. When he reached her marking spot, he sucked gently, sending heat straight to her core. She groaned, grinding against him, her arousal thick in the

air.

“Kent,” she gasped, dragging her nails down his shoulder.

“f**k,” he breathed. “I love the way you say my name.”

He thrust against her and she pushed back, drawing a hiss from him.

“Don’t stop,” she whispered as he scraped his teeth along her throat.

“Not planning to,” he muttered before capturing her mouth again.

He carried her to the bed and laid her down, climbing over her. He looked into her eyes.

“Are you sure?” he asked, voice low.

“Positive.” She pulled him closer. “I want this. I want you.”

He kissed her with surprising tenderness, then slid his hand under her shirt, cupping her breast through her

bra. He tugged her shirt over her head, and she unhooked her bra. He tossed it aside and slid her shorts and

panties down in one motion. She lay beneath him, completely bare, and his gaze swept over her slowly.

“Goddess, you’re beautiful,” he whispered, voice thick.

He kissed her again, tongue tangling with hers as she arched toward him. He pushed her back gently and

began a trail of kisses down her neck, across her chest, taking her n****e into his mouth. She moaned,

clutching his hair as he worshipped each breast. His hands roamed her body, leaving sparks in their wake.

Moving lower, he kissed down her stomach to her mound. Gently parting her legs, he kissed her inner thigh,

then met her gaze with hooded eyes. He slid a finger along her seam and parted her folds.

She gasped at his touch.

“You’re so wet,” he groaned, so close she felt his words vibrate against her. Then he licked her, and she cried

out, fingers tightening in his hair. His tongue danced over her clit, sucking gently until she bucked against

him.

“Goddess, Kent,” she moaned as he slid a finger inside her. Her back arched, but he pressed a steady hand on

her stomach, adding a second finger. His mouth never stopped, tongue swirling and licking, building her

higher.

“I’m going to come,” she gasped. He curled his fingers just right, and her orgasm hit like lightning. She cried his name, her body tensing, clenching around him.

He looked up at her, lips glistening. “You taste amazing.”

He kissed his way up her body, teasing her breasts again before returning to her lips. She could taste herself

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on him. She wrapped her legs around him and rolled them over, straddling him now.

“I recall you liking this position,” she whispered, kissing his ear.

“I do recall that,” he murmured, hands sliding over her ass.

She kissed his neck, then down to his marking spot, nipping it. He groaned and gripped her hips, grinding her against him. She slid down, pulling his sweatpants and boxers off. His erection sprang free, thick and hard.

Riley wrapped her hand around him, giving him two firm strokes. His head dropped back with a deep groan. She kissed the bead of precum at his tip, then licked him slowly, base to tip. He bucked his hips, hands diving

into her hair.

“Holy s**t,” he gasped as she took him into her mouth, deep and slow. She sucked, swirling her tongue, savoring every sound he made.

“Riley, stop,” he groaned, pulling her away. “I need to be inside you.”

She climbed back over him, intending to ride, but he rolled them again, pinning her beneath him. His erection pressed against her thigh, and she lifted her hips, guiding him to her entrance. He pushed in slowly, stretching her, filling her completely. He paused, eyes closed.

“You feel so good,” he whispered before moving again, slow and steady.

Too slow.

She moved beneath him, craving more. He placed a hand on her hip to slow her, smiling as he twisted his hips just right. Her breath caught.

“Faster, please,” she gasped, digging her fingers into his ass.

“Not yet,” he groaned, licking his lips.

Gradually, he increased the pace, reaching between them to circle her clit. She moaned his name, back arching. When he braced himself and began thrusting harder, she met him thrust for thrust, a knot tightening

in her belly.

“I’m going to come again,” she whispered. He lifted one leg to his shoulder, changing the angle. Her eyes flew open as the orgasm overtook her, her body clenching around him.

He lasted only a few more strokes before he groaned and spilled inside her, face buried in her neck.

“Hell,” he breathed. “You’re amazing.”

“So are you,” she murmured, fingers tracing the sweat on his shoulders.

He kissed her softly. “I love you.”

Then he rolled to his side, pulling her into his arms.

She kissed his chin, then his neck, her hands roaming his body. He dipped his head to kiss her again, slow

and deep, before she rested against his chest, listening to his heart calm.

He trailed his fingers up and down her back.

“Thank you,” she whispered.

“For the s*x?” he teased, chuckling. “I should be thanking you.”

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She laughed too, lifting her head. “No, though that was amazing. I meant for being patient with me, I know

this wasn’t easy.”

He smiled. “You’re worth it. I’d wait forever if that’s what it took.”

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