Page 32 of For the Taking

If they didn’t have much longer to live, then she wanted to spend her last moments with Riley.

Feeling him alive against her.

When she stepped into the bathroom, the room was full of steam. At least this motel liked hot water.

“Meghan, you okay?” Riley asked, pushing the curtain aside to look at her.

“Yes, I am.” She dropped the towel and stepped into the shower with him.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“I—I don’t know, but unless you want me to stop…” she said. She went to turn away, to leave. He caught her arm, stopping her.

“No, I don’t want you to stop, or leave.” He turned her back to him and cupped her face. “What’s wrong? Don’t look at me like you’re going to cry. I don’t want your tears.” He stroked beneath her eyes, and she tilted her head back to look at him.

“I don’t want to cry. I want to be with you, Riley. You and me. Right here, now. Before we have to leave. At least once more, before everything changes.”


She pressed her fingers against his lips. “No words. No … regrets. Please. If you really don’t want to, I get it, and I’ll leave you alone. Don’t you want me?” She laughed. “I’m not saying that to try and guilt you or anything.”

He chuckled. “I don’t feel guilty about this. You don’t have to do this with me.”

“I know. It’s why I want to. Because this, with you, it’s what I want, Riley.” She put her hand to his chest, and slowly stroked it down his body until she found his rock-hard cock. Gripping the length, she worked from the tip down to the base, and back up again. “Push me away. Tell me to stop if you don’t want me the same way.”

He pushed her against the wall.

He took hold of both of her hands, lifting them above her head, but so he didn’t hurt her hand. He held onto her wrist, keeping her in place.

With his other hand, he slowly stroked down her body, cupping each of her breasts in turn before pinching her nipples. The pleasure was instant, intense, and she felt an answering call in her pussy. She wanted his hands all over her, for him to never stop touching her.

“Do you have any idea what you do to me?” he asked.


He took her lips in a hard, bruising kiss, biting on her bottom lip before trailing those lips down to her neck, sucking on her pulse. She let out a cry and a moan. He knew just the right spots to touch her to make her ache for him.

“You make me want to give up everything and to just take you. You could be my reward, Meghan.”

He pulled back enough to look her in the eye, and she didn’t know what to say or do. Could he be serious? Was it possible?

She’d give up everything to be with him.

“What about David?” she asked. “You want to kill him for what he’s taken from you.”

Was it possible for her to risk wanting a future with this man?

“You want to kill him for what he did to your wife. Has that all changed?” She pressed her lips together and hoped he wanted something more than to die.

He stroked her hair, gently.

Silence fell between them.

He didn’t make a sound, and she was scared of what he might say. There was a chance she could be pregnant. The short time they’d been together, he’d never used a condom, and she’d never even asked him to.

Nibbling her lip, she let out a little gasp as he ran his thumb across her bottom lip.

“No matter what happens, I’ve got to take him out. David has to go. We’ll never stop running, and if we start now, he will think he won.”

“We could make it, Riley. We’d find a way to survive.” She’d been surviving her entire life. For Meghan, it wouldn’t mean a lot to her to keep on running, not if she had Riley in her life.

“I couldn’t make you do that. Not for me.” He pulled away. His mouth opened as if to say something, and his cell phone went off. “I’ve got to take that.”

He let her go, and rather than fight and beg for him to stay with her, she watched him step away, and answer his phone.

Riley turned from her, and she stared at his back, knowing it was an important call with the way he tensed up.

“You’re sure? Excellent. I’ll be right there.” He ended the call, snapping the phone shut. “I’ve got to go. Here’s my chance to end David right now.”

“Then go,” she said.

“I’ve got to take you with me. If for some reason he found out where we were staying…”

They moved constantly.

“I’ll be here when you get back. You really don’t need to worry about me.” She smiled at him. “Go. End this for yourself once and for all.” She stepped up to him, running her hands up his chest to circle his neck. “You deserve this more than anything.” She went onto her toes and kissed him. “Thank you so much for everything.”