Free The Games We Play Vol. 2 (Riley Grayson) by Elizabeth Nelson Page A

before Ali.
    God, that woman was wreaking havoc on his life. He hated it and loved it at the same time. Was that even possible? Why should he wait around for a date with her? If he wanted to fuck his boss or a hundred other women then he should. There was nothing to stop him.
    “Thank you,” Riley finally said. He needed to get his head in the game and stop spending so much time thinking about Ali. Riley was here. Now. With Veronica. His smokin’ hot boss. That was what mattered. Nothing else. Stop feeling guilty for being out with another woman. Ali is not your girlfriend.
    “So, I have something very special planned tonight. A private dinner out by the ocean.”
    Riley coughed on his champagne. Veronica handed him a napkin. He took it and wiped his mouth.
    A private dinner? Shit. He’d been expecting a restaurant. A public place. Somewhere he wouldn’t be tempted to cross the very thin line he’d set for himself. He should have never agreed to this. He knew Veronica had something more in mind than just dinner, than just work.
    “Is there a problem with that?” Veronica asked, her eyes growing teasingly wide.
    He shook his head. “No, I just wasn’t expecting you to go to so much trouble. That’s all,” he lied. He did have a problem. The problem wasn’t the private beach dinner she had planned, the problem was his weakness for sinfully sexy women.
    “You’re my shining star, Riley. Nothing is too much trouble where you’re concerned.” She smiled sweetly.
    Veronica shifted in her seat and her skirt moved further up her silky, tan thigh. Riley couldn’t help but notice and find her even more attractive. She had done it on purpose to get his eyes on her.
    Riley took the bait. If this was going to happen, it was going to happen on his terms. He moved over to sit beside her. He extended his arm along the back of the seat, letting his fingers gently graze over her bare neck.
    Fuck it. Here it goes. Then he leaned closer. “I have to be honest, Veronica. Working with you is the best part of this job.” Another lie. The money was the best part of his job and maybe if he played his cards right he could talk his way into a hefty raise tonight.
    She placed her hand on his knee and smiled. “Are you trying to seduce me?”
    “Maybe.” He winked.
    “Well it’s about damn time.” She slid her hand along his cheek and onto the nape of his neck, pulling him to her lips.
    Riley closed his eyes and leaned into her kiss. As a rule, he hated kissing women—Ali was his only exception of recent conquests—but he wasn’t about to push his boss away. That wouldn’t go well for him. So he sucked it up and just did it. She wasn’t a horrible kisser, but he’d definitely had better. Veronica’s hand inched up his thigh and brushed his crotch. His dick twitched at the sensation. He wasn’t sure what he was doing or if he’d regret it later but he knew he couldn’t stop now.
    He left her mouth and trailed kisses down her neck and collarbone, nearing closer and closer to her breasts. She tilted her head back and moaned. Riley kept his eyes closed, wishing it was Ali’s body he was kissing.
    “Mmm,” he hummed, “tell me. Are we going to go through the charade of dinner? Or shall we just get down to business?”
    “I am a little hungry, but I’m not opposed to having my dessert first.”
    Riley grinned and sat back, unzipping his jeans and grabbing his cock. “This what you want, Veronica? My lollipop.”
    She smiled. Teasing Riley, she handed him a condom and wiggled her dress up over her hips and then straddled him, her pussy sliding down on his cock. Veronica’s moan reverberated around them. He grabbed her hips and helped to guide her down on him until he was buried all the way inside of her. The feel of her was exactly what he needed. Why wasn’t I going to do this? In the heat of the moment he couldn’t remember a single reason for his hesitation.
    Veronica clutched his face and kissed him, her body