"Ezra." Her soft voice moaned into my ear.

Riley brushed her breasts against my chest as she started panting underneath me. Her tiny, curvy body was right there, begging for me to touch it. I raked my eyes up and down her, studying the beautiful sight in front of me.

One little peek wouldn't hurt. She would never know.

My eyes lowered to her little black panties. There was barely enough fabric to cover her completely. She was already glistening between her thighs. She was ready for me.

My dick was aching to be inside her, even if my head was fighting me. If she was any other girl, I wouldn't have hesitated like this. There was something about her that brought the protective side out of me. I didn't want anyone to hurt her, not even me.

It had to be because of my friendship with JD. He would be pissed if he found out I was planning on using his sister like I used every other girl I brought through the house. He was my friend and I really didn't have many.

But I wanted her. Fuck, I wanted her.

"Riley. Are you still with me, baby?" I called her name softly and ran my hand along the back of her head.

"Yeah, but why won't this come off?" Her green eyes were glazed over and barely open as she tugged my shirt down instead of up.

She was so gone. I couldn't do this to her. Fuck, when did I get a conscience?

"Riley, I think we need to get you dressed and you need to go to sleep." I swallowed and raised myself back up from her. I was fighting every natural urge inside my body to rip her panties off and push my cock inside her.

"But I don't want to sleep. I want to play." She whined, grabbing for my shirt again.

"How about I make you a deal?" I asked with a smile and raised my eyebrow at her.

"What deal?" She asked, climbing to her knees on the bed.

"If you remember any of this tomorrow when you wake up, I promise I will play with you all day." I raised my eyebrow.

"Deal." She smiled at me.

I walked over to my dresser and opened the drawer to pull out some clothes for her to borrow. I had to get her dressed before I lost control. I pulled out a shirt and some sweatpants and walked over to the bed to hand them to her.

"I don't want those." She said like a little brat. She reached out and snatched them from my hand to throw them across the room.

I grabbed them back from her before she could let them go.

"Are you going to make me dress you?" I cocked my eyebrow at her.

"No, but you can undress me if you want." She tried to sound seductive, but it sounded more like a question. It was adorable.

Riley must be one of those girls who got really open when she was drunk and said things she thought about but would never say out loud.

I bent over to attempt to place the shirt over her head and she lost her balance as her body followed my movement. She fell on the floor next to my bed. I covered my mouth to keep from laughing as she rolled around like she was swimming in the ocean.

"Riley, want some help down there, baby?" I chuckled as I stood over her.

"Nope, I have it. I just have to find where the floor went first." She answered as she fumbled around to try to stand up. "Why did you move it? I liked where it was before."

I walked over to offer her my hand to help her up, but she managed to get to her knees in front of me. She looked up at me with those amazing, large green eyes. She looked so innocent as she stared up at me. She took her pouty lip between her teeth and sucked on it. She licked her lips while inching closer to me.

I ran my hand over her cheek and she turned her head to flick her tongue over the pad of my thumb. She looked up at me as she took it into her mouth and began sucking.

Fuck, I was in hell.

I sucked in a sharp breath when her small hand started running over the bulge in my jeans. Her hand looked so tiny as she massaged me over the fabric.

"Can I see it?" Her eyes lit up as it grew larger under her touch.

She licked her lips and started undoing the button on my jeans. I groaned with frustration. She had no idea the things I wanted to do to her right now. I imagined throwing her down on the bed and burying my head between her thighs. I wanted to lick every inch of her until she was a moaning mess.

I never wanted to do that with the other girls I was with. In fact, I hated giving oral. I had done it enough, but it wasn't something that ever excited me. The thought of giving her pleasure was different. I wanted to know everything about her body.

I sighed and took a step back from her.

"As much as I would love to show it to you, it's not the time," I told her. I gently pulled Riley's hand away as she continued trying to pull my zipper down.

I bent down and helped her up from the floor. She was grumbling the whole time about how mean I was being to her.

I sat her back on the bed and grabbed the shirt. I pulled it down over her head as she pouted. I had to maneuver her floppy arms inside the sleeves when she wouldn't move to help me. I knelt down in front of her and began lifting her leg to slide the sweatpants over her foot.

"Stop that tickles." She growled and kicked her leg out. Her leg connected hard with the side of my face.

"Fucking hell, Riley!" I yelled, grabbing the spot she drilled. The girl almost kicked my rings off my face. Fuck, she kicked like a mule.

She was laughing and fell back on the bed.

"Oh, you think that was  funny?" I asked.

"It was. I just beat you up and you screamed like a girl." She laughed.

"You did not beat me up and I didn't scream." I bit back my grin. I don't think any girl had ever made me smile as much as I did when I was with her. No other girl infuriated me or made me this uncontrollably spastic either.

I stood up and shucked off my shirt to start getting myself ready for bed. Riley sat up and got really quiet on me as she took in the sight of my skin. I slid my pants down off my hips as she watched. Her eyes were glued to my boxers, where my rock-hard dick was fighting to escape.

Riley's mouth had formed into a perfect 'O' shape as she stared. She looked up at me with wide eyes and back down again.

I could feel my ring shifting against the fabric as I moved. I wondered what she would do if she saw it. Most girls were excited about it. It was something new and dangerous for the more innocent ones like Riley. I had a feeling she had probably never seen one before. It gave me a rush thinking I could use it on her.

I leaned down over top of her and she scooted back against the headboard. She raised her hips up as I pulled the blankets back for her. She climbed under silently. I think she was finally calming down a bit. She had a lot of energy. I would have loved to spend the rest of the night wearing her out. I would have taken her over and over again until she passed out from sheer exhaustion.

I had a lot of energy too.

I tucked her in and went to the closet to grab a few blankets to make myself a bed on the floor.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

"Making a bed so I can go to sleep too." I started to spread one of them out on the floor.

"Why won't you sleep with me? Did I do something wrong?" She asked.

"No, you didn't do anything. I don't think that it is a good idea." I said softly.

"Is it because you don't like me?" Her glassy eyes were tearing up. We must have been entering the crying phase of her drinking episode. I knew this girl had some insecurities, even though I had absolutely no idea why.

"No, that's not it at all. I shouldn't do it because I like you too much. I'm not a good person Riley and I do a lot of horrible things. If I sleep with you, I don't know if I could stop myself from doing them to you."

"I don't think you're bad. You won't hurt me. Will you please lay down with me? You don't have to touch me if you don't want to." She begged.

I was never going to be able to say no to this girl.

I climbed under the covers next to her. She scooted over, putting some space between us. She must really think I didn't want her to touch me—time to change that. I didn't normally sleep with girls in my bed. I thought it would be uncomfortable, but I was actually enjoying having her here with me.

Riley squeaked when I placed my hand on the small of her back and pulled her against me. I loved how she always let out little noises and wasn't even aware she did.

She smiled and snuggled up close, facing me. There was something so intimate about the gesture that I almost got up and ran. She was pulling me under and I was too weak to stop her.

Riley pulled the blankets down off of us like she was hot. I could see her shirt bunched up just under her breasts. She took my hand in hers and brought it over her bare skin on her side where the shirt should have been. She continued to hold her hand over mine as she moved it down to the edge of the panties on her hip. I ran my thumb under the side of the waistband and slid it over across the bottom of her stomach. I almost came from the soft little moan that escaped her slightly parted lips.

"Do you like when I touch you like this?" I asked huskily.

She nodded.

Her body shivered as I continued to caress her soft skin. Back and forth, only a few small movements down and I could be hearing her moan my name. A few tiny little movements and I could be inside her.

I had to stop this before I went too far.

I moved my hand back up and rubbed her back. I had to her touch her in any way I could without crossing the line. I knew I would never get this chance again.

I just wanted to be near her.

"I'm glad you stayed with me." She said, wiping my hair back off my forehead. Her fingers lingered on my eyebrow rings and she began to play with them. The longer she lingered over them, the more my body relaxed. It felt so good to have her touch me this way. No girl ever touched me like this and I would have never let anyone else if they tried.

"I'm glad you let me." I pulled her closer and tucked her body into me. I held her as tightly as I could. She didn't even flinch away when my raging hard dick pressed into her abdomen. She snuggled her face into my chest and then kissed my tattoo.

Riley Davis was so fucking sweet.

"Good night, Ezra." She whispered as her eyes closed.

I laid in bed wide awake and held her in my arms.

This girl shook me in ways I had never experienced before. She fucking terrified me.

After this, how was I going to ever let her go?

I can't do this. I can't be in her life this way.

My head hurt so bad as it fought itself. I needed to see what she remembered in the morning. If she remembered what happened, then I would know it wasn't just the alcohol talking. If she didn't, then I had to move on and pretend like nothing happened between us.

It was safer for her this way.

It was safer for me too.

"Goodnight, beautiful girl." I kissed the top of her head and closed my eyes.