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solicitation charge she was arrested for and then she’d get weepy and beg
him to get her into another facility. And he’d do it like he always did because
she was his mother and she needed him to take care of her.
    He
parked his truck and climbed out. As he climbed the stairs to his apartment, he
heard footsteps behind him. He turned and saw Riley coming up the walkway. Her
head was down so she didn’t see him until her foot hit the first step and she
looked up. She let out a startled squeak and then covered her mouth with her
hand. Collecting herself, she said “hi” as she climbed the stairs and squeezed
passed him, making him realize he still stood in the same spot at the top of
the stairs. He sucked in a breath as the small space caused her to brush
against him slightly. A whiff of peach assaulted him. He hadn’t seen her since
the day she moved in.
    “Gabe,
are you okay?”
    Her
soft voice rippled over him like silk before he managed to pull himself out of
his daze. She actually appeared worried as she studied him.
    “Yeah,
I’m fine. Why?” The inquiry had caught him off guard. No one ever asked him
about stuff like that; his clients weren’t allowed to and the guys at his
construction job all kept to themselves.
    “You
just look really tired,” she responded carefully before turning to put her key
in her door.
    He
mulled that over. She was about to disappear into her apartment when he said
“Hot date?” Where the hell had that come from? She seemed surprised by the
question too and laughed.
    “No,
no. I started my new job tonight,” she said, pulling back her light jacket and
waving her hand over her outfit. It was then that he noticed she was wearing a
tight black denim skirt that was several inches above her knees and a bright
green T-shirt that said “Mac’s Pub” on it. He knew the place – it was a dumpy,
Irish pub just a block down the street. Her outfit meant she was a waitress and
part of him wanted to shake her for agreeing to work in that dive. Worry sifted
through him as he remembered the low quality clientele that frequented the
place. It wasn’t a place someone like her should be working.
    “What
about you? Hot date?” she repeated back his words with a smile.
    A
sick feeling washed over him as he envisioned her reaction to what he’d been
doing for the past hour so he just said “Work.” She’d be so disgusted to know
he had pictured her in the woman’s place.
    Accepting
his response, she studied him for another moment and he swore he still saw
concern in her eyes. “Good night Gabe,” she said softly as she disappeared into
her apartment. He heard the lock engage and then he turned and let himself into
his own apartment.
    Stripping
his clothes off as he walked, he climbed into the shower and turned it up as
hot as he could stand it. His hard-on had waned after he left the hotel but
when Riley’s eyes had traveled the length of his body as if making sure he was
okay, he’d felt himself harden. When she ended the conversation with his name,
he couldn’t help but wonder how it would sound when she screamed it during her
release. The water did nothing to ease his need so he stroked himself. His
moves were brisk with just the end goal in mind, but then an image of Riley
bent over in front of him as he pounded into her flashed in his brain. He
slowed his strokes to match what he was doing to the young woman, her heated
cries urging him on.
    Gabe
put his free hand up on the wall to support himself as he pumped his cock. He
couldn’t remember the face of the woman he had actually fucked tonight because
all he could see was Riley’s pretty eyes and full lips. It was Riley’s long
sweat-dampened blond hair that he wrapped around his wrist as he hammered into
her warm, willing body. Her full breasts swayed as she moved with him and he
gathered one in his hand, the fullness of it spilling over his palm. And when
he leaned over to thrust his tongue into her mouth, she opened