Riley: #4 (Kelly Clan)

by Madison Stevens

  Anna chuckled. Claire certainly was a force to be reckoned with.

  “I won’t keep you,” Maxwell said and straightened back to standing. “But I’d like you to stop by my office sometime this week. I’ve got an idea for some publicity that might do Claire some good.”

  Anna perked up. A chance for publicity wasn’t something they could afford to pass up, especially now that Claire had married someone within a semi-former crime family.

  Anna was still surprised at times that her boss had managed to win the city council election.

  Maxwell was wealthy and influential. More to the point, he had the legitimacy that the Kellys lacked.

  She nodded eagerly. “I’d love to.”

  Just past Maxwell, Anna spotted the large form of Riley making his way through the crowd. His gaze lingered on her, and she knew he expected his dance.

  “Damn it,” she muttered.

  Maxwell raised an eyebrow.

  Anna shook her head. “I’m sorry. That wasn’t for you. I’ll stop by this week. Got to run.”

  Maxwell nodded and glanced over his shoulder. Anna didn’t wait to find out if he saw just who she was running from. She was off before he had even turned around.

  She made her way over to the champagne table and grabbed two glasses. She quickly filled a small plate with strawberries and a few sweets. She slipped out to the terrace behind the bartender, curtains concealing her as she walked.

  Anna breathed in the cool night air. With the sun gone, there was nothing left to warm her. Her skin prickled, and she rubbed her arms. It still was better than being inside.

  She downed the glass of champagne. She set the empty glass on the flat surface of the rail in front of her. She peered out into the darkness below her and could barely make out the well-manicured garden she’d appreciated earlier.

  She picked up one of the delicious pastries from her plate and took a large bite. The gooey chocolate inside hit the spot, and she sighed loudly. This was just what a girl needed, a little bubbly and chocolate.

  She pulled her phone out of her satchel and turned it on to mark that she needed to see Maxwell the following week.

  It buzzed loudly several times as about a dozen text messages showed up. She sighed loudly. Whatever it was Jason wanted, he wasn’t going to let it go.

  Anna picked up the rest of the pastry and shoved it into her mouth. She took a few sips of the champagne.

  The phone buzzed again as yet another text came in from Jason.

  Anna opened the text and frowned at it.

  You want your shit or not?

  That prick. For months she had been trying to get the last of her stuff, and he played games with her every chance he got. Of course today was the day he wanted to give it to her. He knew exactly what today was. This was just another game of his.

  Anna downed half of her champagne.

  “You really shouldn’t let him bother you,” Riley said in her ear.

  She jumped nearly half a mile away from him in surprise. Well, she would have if it weren’t for the fact that he had reached out to pull her back close to him.

  “What the hell are you doing?” she hissed at him.

  Riley shrugged. “I was just coming for my dance.”

  Anna stared up at his handsome face in the moonlight. The light of the moon softened his features.

  She picked up her glass and prepared to down the rest of it. Riley pulled the glass from her hand and finished it off.

  She frowned at him.

  “That was mine,” she huffed.

  “I think that’s enough,” he said and raised a brow in challenge.

  Anna step forward to poke him in the chest and swayed slightly as she did. Maybe he had done her a favor, but she’d be damned if she was going to admit it to him.

  Riley stepped forward and placed her hand in his. His hand wrapped around her slender waist. She shivered in his arms. He pulled his hands from her and stripped off his jacket to wrap around her shoulders.

  She seemed so small inside of it. He loosened the bowtie around his neck and shoved it into the pocket of the jacket. With ease he unbuttoned the sleeves of his shirt and rolled them up his forearm.

  When he looked up, Riley found Anna watching him with interest.

  “Not a fan of wearing a suit,” he said. “Don’t like feeling so constricted.”

  She gave him a small smile. “It looked good on you, but thank you for the jacket.”

  His hand found her waist again as she placed her tiny hand in his. They swayed softly to the music drifting from inside. She pulled her hand away from his and placed it on his shoulder. She leaned in her head and rested it on his chest before letting out a large sigh.

  Anna’s presence comforted Riley, especially now, with the nearness of her in his arms. It was something he’d been thinking about for a long time. Way too long.

  He felt her chuckle against him and looked down at her soft blond hair that had been wound on top of her head.

  “That a banana in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?” she said and giggled.

  Riley frowned. “No, that’s my gun.”

  Anna only giggled more. “That's what you call it these days?”

  He took her hand and placed it over the hard butt of the gun. “Yes, I call that my gun.”

  She looked up to him, surprise on her face.

  He shifted her hand over slightly and placed it just over his throbbing length, his hand just barely there so she could move it away if she wanted. Her eyes widened in surprise.

  “As you can see,” he said smugly. “My gun is quite a bit smaller than what you thought I was talking about.”

  “Jesus Christ,” Anna said. A sweet blush spread across her face. She stared up at him with lust in her smoky bedroom eyes, surprising him.

  He smirked and then leaned down to kiss her and found she’d met him halfway.

  The kiss was soft at first, the sort that made him feel like there was no one else around but the two of them.

  They moved their mouths slowly over one another. Riley pulled back slightly and trailed kisses down her long, slender neck. He’d ached to do this since he saw all her long hair had been piled on top her head, exposing all that soft skin.

  They jumped away from one another as the door to the balcony opened. Riley glared over at the potential cock blocker.

  Teagan looked between the two of them and blushed wildly.

  “Sorry,” she said awkwardly and closed the door behind her.

  Anna stepped away from him now, the moment broken.

  “I should head home,” she said quietly.

  Riley nodded. “And I should take you.”

  For a moment it felt like she was going to argue, but she surprised him by nodding instead and making her way to the balcony door.

  Chapter Three

  “Would you like a nightcap?”

  The words were out of Anna’s mouth before she’d even thought about them. What the hell was she thinking? A nightcap?

  Her head was fuzzy from all the champagne she’d drank, and it was very hard to think straight with the vision of Riley’s member firmly in her hand.

  And what a member it was. She could only bet that sex with him was the sort a girl could feel the next day but still have her begging for more.

  Holy hell it’d been a long time. And if she was being honest, the last time, with her douchebag selfish ex-husband hadn’t even been all that fantastic.

  Really, all of the last two years hadn’t been all that fantastic. She was due for some spectacular sex. The universe owed her.

  Maybe that was just what she needed: one night of really amazing sex, and she could move on. There was no reason this had to go anywhere. And with a man like Riley, she doubted he really wanted it to go anywhere.

  She didn’t know the sort of work Riley did for Finn, but she had to guess that if he had to carry a gun with him to do it, it likely wasn’t totally on the up and up. For all of the cleaning up of the
Kelly clan’s act in recent months, that didn’t erase the fact that they’d spent years as an organized crime family.

  Riley stepped out of the car and walked over to her side to let her out, which brought her back to the present.

  He made his way up the stairs, carefully examining each landing has they went, checking all the areas as if he were waiting for someone to jump out at them.

  When they reached her door, he stopped and waited for her to pull out the keys.

  “How did you even know which apartment was mine?” she asked.

  Riley shrugged. “The Russians are still out there. You’re at just as much risk as the rest of us. I’m not about to let you get hurt.”

  Somehow his explanation didn’t make her feel any better. The idea of the Russian Mafia being after her was way worse than thinking of him as some perv who liked to watch her.

  Anna opened the door to her apartment and stepped inside. Several boxes remained unpacked on the floor. She really needed to get around to unpacking them.

  She placed her keys on the table next to the entrance and turned to offer Riley something to drink. She was surprised when he stepped forward and pulled her hard against him, his mouth pressing firmly to hers.

  Anna groaned and leaned into him. His hard, muscled chest strained against his buttoned-up tux.

  His jacket fell from her shoulders onto the floor as her fingers swiftly moved over the buttons on his shirt. She ached to feel him, to run her fingers along his hard, bare chest.

  She only wanted one night with an amazingly hot man.

  Anna kept telling herself this over and over again. The more times she said it, the more she believed it.

  She slipped the last button through the hole and pulled the shirt out of his pants. Her hands skimmed his hard abs as she did so. He groaned against her mouth, and she relished the fact that he wanted her as much as she wanted him.

  She lightly ran her fingers up his chest. The tips dipped around each delicious muscle until she reached his shoulders.

  She slid the shirt off, and it fell to the floor. Her fingers played over the tops of his arms. His biceps bulged under her hands, and she wondered just what all that strength could do.

  Anna slid her hand down the many tattoos covering his arms. She wanted to run her mouth over each one, tracing their lines with her tongue. But her need for him outweighed it all. What she wanted most was for him to be inside of her.

  She stepped back from him and pulled the few bobby pins in her hair. Her long blond hair fell down in soft waves. With ease she slipped the purple satin dress over her shoulders and let it pool on the floor at her feet.

  Riley watched her as she stood nearly naked in front of him with her matching black panties and thin strapless bra. He could see her pert nipples as they strained against the thin fabric.

  Anna stepped away from him, out of the confines of the purple dress at her feet. She gave him a small smile and turned toward her bedroom.

  He watched as she walked away, her sweet soft ass fully exposed in the thong. Her hips swayed as she did so. He swelled inside his pants.

  Fuck, she was sexy. His hands twitched to run over the soft skin there.

  Just before she stepped inside the room, she glanced over at him and grinned. Then she reached behind her and let the black bra fall to the floor.

  His cock jumped inside his pants once again. He had to watch himself, or this woman was going to be the death of him.

  He stepped inside the room and was surprised to find Anna lying naked on the bed. He left the door open and stepped inside. The light from the hall made her visible to him. That was all he needed. He wanted to see her as she came around him.

  Riley pulled the two guns from the holsters around his waist and placed them on the bedside table.

  As quickly as he could manage, he kicked off his shoes and slid his pants down, underwear and all. No point in pretending this was going anywhere else.

  Anna’s eyes centered in on his hard erection. He could see the lust in her eyes and knew she wanted him as much as he wanted her.

  When he climbed onto the bed, she rolled on top of him. Her hot mouth placed open kisses along his. Her tongue licked the seam of his lips, begging him for more. Riley opened his mouth and met her with his own tongue.

  He slid along her lips and slipped deep inside her mouth. Riley wrapped an arm around her head and shifted her to where he could have better access to her mouth. Anna ran her hand along his body and moved wildly against him.

  He loved the way she felt on him. Her heavy breasts rested against his chest, and her soft hair formed a curtain around him.

  Riley brought his hands down on her pert nipples. He rolled the points between his fingers gently. Anna moaned and shifted her hips above his hard cock.

  He watched as she pulled away from him and stared down at him.

  “I want you,” she breathed.

  Riley felt himself grow even harder against her. He throbbed to be deep inside her.

  His head probed against her wet opening. He could feel her juices as they dripped over his head.

  “Jesus, Anna,” he grunted. “I don’t even have a condom—”

  Anna leaned down and pressed her lips to his again. He pulled back after the searing kiss, her hot, wet pussy still open to him.

  “I’m on the pill,” she said to him. She gave a small smile. “And Claire may have mentioned that Finn has you all tested.”

  It was true. Finn did like to send them to get tested regularly. Some of the guys were known for sleeping with prostitutes at one point, and it became a fairly regular problem for some. Never for him though. Riley had never gone without a condom with any of the women he’d been with.

  Anna kissed him again, her soft mouth coaxing him again.

  All at once she pressed down hard, her hips flat against him as she took him in all the way.

  He stared up at her as she moaned at the depth he reached inside her, her tight channel gripping him as she tried to make room.

  She moved over him a little, and he could feel his head bumping her cervix. It shivered against him, and he felt himself tighten as his cock grew in the cramped space.

  Anna placed her hand on his chest as she lifted herself up slightly and then slammed back down on him again. Riley groaned as she did so.

  She moved in hard, short bursts over him. Her breasts bounced with each time she brought herself down flush against him.

  His hands tightened on her hips, and he knew at this rate he wouldn’t last very long.

  Riley sat up and wrapped his arms around her back.

  He watched her face as he leaned her back onto the bed, his cock rubbing deep inside her. Anna shivered over him when he placed her legs over his shoulders

  “Oh my God,” she said. She placed her hands on his chest and stared at him.

  “You might want to hold on,” Riley said. “I’m going to show you what I can really do.”

  Her hands landed on his forearms as he hammered fast inside her. His thumb reached down to rub her hard clit as he moved. He watched as she writhed in the bed, her blond hair spread out against the sheets.

  The sight of her that way only made him want more. He needed it from her.

  After a moment of hammering into her, he pressed into her with long, deep strokes. He slammed hard into her, pushing himself even deeper inside.

  “I’m going to make sure you never need a BOB again,” he grunted.

  Anna chuckled and then moaned as she raked her nails down his thick arms. She’d forgotten that he had been around when she had gone off about not meeting any men all those months ago. It seemed like such a lifetime ago.

  “I’m finding BOB lacking in several areas,” she huffed.

  Riley pulled out of her. Before she could even say anything, he’d flipped her over onto her stomach and slipped back deep inside her.

  “Yes,” she groaned. “Fuck me.”

  Anna moaned as he hammered into her now. His thick cock spre
ad her wide, making her only ache for more of him.

  She jumped when his finger circled her asshole. Anna turned to look at him.

  “What are you—”

  The fingers slipped slightly inside her. A deep, low moan came from the back of her throat, and she was surprised by the sound she had made.

  “Do you like that, Anna?” Riley asked. He wrapped his hand around her hair and gave a gentle tug.

  He slipped the tip of his finger out of her slightly and then pressed it back inside farther. His thick cock continued to hammer inside of her.

  “Tell me, Anna,” Riley demanded. “Tell me you want it.”

  Anna bit her lip. She couldn’t say that. She’d never been that kind of girl before. Sure, she’d like to have sex but never as dirty as that.

  Riley slipped his finger out some, and then pressed in even farther. She couldn’t hide the low, deep moan that came from her once again.

  She liked it, the fullness that it gave her. He slipped out and then back in again.

  “I want it.”

  That was all he seemed to need. Riley slammed harder into her now, plunging as deep as he could get. The sound of their skin slapping against one another filled the room.

  He continued pumping her with his finger, driving both his cock and his finger deeper inside her.

  After two more deep, hard thrusts, Anna came hard around him, her insides clenching and shaking harder ever before. She felt her head go light from the intensity of it and slumped onto the bed below her.

  She could feel as Riley came deep inside her. His hard cock throbbed for a moment as he jerked.

  They stayed like that for a moment shivering and sweating from how hard they had both come. After a moment, Riley slipped his finger and cock out from inside her and landed hard on the bed next to her.

  She was surprised when his arms wrapped around her and pulled her body up so she rested on a pillow, his chest firmly against her back.

  “Give me a half-hour, and I’ll be ready to go again,” he mumbled against her ear.