Click Here To start from the beginning of the scene. There are two giveaways below. The top one for my blog, and the second one for the entire hop – don’t forget to enter both, as well as visiting all the other participants for more summer seduction and chances to win. Winners will be announced within the next couple of days, so best of luck to all of you, and thank you for joining us for the ride! Toeing the Line Teaser Part 8 Riley’s sighs of pleasure increased, mingling with Zane’s. The sound of her voice blended with the sight of her eyes locked on his, her mouth sliding up and down, and the sensation of her hand wrapped around him. All of them heightened every nerve ending in his body. She pumped in rhythm with the bob of her head, hair spilling in around her face and surrounding her in a curtain of blonde strands. Her pace slowly increased. Her muffled sighs and moans grew louder, and he recognized the sound of her drawing close to climax again. She let her cries echo against his cock as she came, never slowing down. He leaned his head back, so close to peaking but still not crossing that line. Her other hand caressed his sac, her fingers still slick from playing with herself, and he gasped. She stroked the soft skin. He felt a familiar clench in his gut and came fast and hard, hitting the back of her throat with desperate thrusts. She slowed as he did, pulling away and gently licking him clean. He shuddered with each touch, his head still light from all the sensations. She shifted her weight to sit on the floor instead of kneeling and tucked her legs to the side. Pushing a strand of hair behind her ear, she rested her head against the inside of his thigh. Expectation and question shone in her eyes when they locked on his again. He let out a laugh tinged with relief and disbelief. “Wow.” She smirked. “So we call it a draw?” He didn’t care what they called it, as long as he got to keep the memory seared in his head. Still, he said, “A draw implies we get to try for a tie-breaker.” “Nice.” She grabbed her shirt as she stood, pulling it on but letting it hang open. Her smile never faded. “I need another quick shower.” Fantasy ran rampant through his thoughts. “You want help?” “Most definitely.” Just as he started to stand, she nudged him back into the chair, shook her head, and stepped out of his reach, her mouth twisted in amusement. “But,” she added, “I don’t want to hear it from my sister for being late. Also, it’s only been a few minutes. Prove your stamina another time.” The teasing look never left her face. “Fine.” He stood, not meeting any resistance this time, his voice heavy with mock resignation. “Give me five minutes to clean up when you’re done?” “Sure.” He watched her walk away, hips swaying, the shirt barely covering her ass. That was amazing. Please don’t let it have been a mistake. It was bad enough to see her hurt. He’d never forgive himself if he were a long-term cause of that.