by London Hale
I reached out, brushing the hair back from his face, and raised an eyebrow. “Just one?”
His grin was pure devil. “We’ll start with one. But don’t worry—I’ll make it good for you. One for me might be six for you. I’ll make sure you’re sloppy wet before I slide my cock inside this pretty pussy.”
Jesus. I wanted that. Desperately. He left me only long enough to grab a couple drop cloths from a box next to the fireplace. Then he pressed a button, and the flames inside the glass enclosure came to life.
I breathed out a laugh, warmth running through me at how nice he was trying to make this for me. For us. “Well, you definitely have the whole seduction thing down.”
Riley spread the tarps on the ground, stacking them to provide some padding. “It’s not what you deserve, but I know you won’t care. I know you feel like I do—like you don’t want to wait another day to see what us in person is like.” Sitting up on his knees, he extended his hand, beckoning me closer.
He was right. I’d never thought my time with Banner would extend beyond the phone. But now that I was there, now that the flesh and blood person behind the words Banner spoke…the emotions and thoughts and feelings he’d shared with me… Now that he was in front of me, desperate for me, I couldn’t remember a time I’d been this turned on. Electricity sparked under my skin, the anticipation between us a living, breathing thing. But still, I wanted more.
Without hesitation, I approached him, stopping only when his hands on my waist halted me. He trailed openmouthed kisses down the curve of my stomach as he reached behind me and unhooked my bra. No longer worried about what he’d think when he saw me naked, instead only desperate for him to. With my bra tossed in the direction of my dress, I waited. This was Riley’s show, and we both knew it. I was just along for the ride.
“I should’ve known you’d have perfect pink-tipped tits. Like gumdrops. C’mere and let me get a taste.” He didn’t tease me with soft kisses, didn’t taunt me with barely there strokes of his tongue. Instead, he gripped my hips, holding me exactly where he wanted me, and latched on, hollowing his cheeks as he sucked my nipple deeply into his mouth.
I moaned and arched against him, my fingers threading through his hair, holding him to me. Begging without words for him never to leave. “Riley, God…”
He groaned against my breast, his eyes flaring as he stared up at me. Pulling back, he circled my nipple with his tongue before blowing against it. “Hearing my name fall from your lips is fucking heaven, did you know that? All these months, I’ve been dying to hear you say it. It’s fucking perfect. Best part is, we both know you’re gonna scream it before the night’s over, don’t we? My Kitten’s a screamer.”
He licked between the valley of my breasts as he sank down on his knees and tugged off my panties. Steadying myself on one of his massive shoulders, still covered in his heavy flannel, I lifted each leg in turn as he removed my underwear. Wanting to do nothing but tug off that bulky shirt he wore and see what was hidden underneath.
When he looked up, when he refocused on me, his entire body went stiff. I stood in front of him, completely bare, and reveled in the heat in his eyes as he took in every inch of me. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” he said, still not moving. “Do you have any idea how many times I’ve jerked my cock to the idea of licking your pussy? How often I’ve thought about you riding my face?”
I brushed a hand down his cheek, his stubble rough against my fingertips. What would that feel like against my thighs? Against my pussy? “Tell me.”
“Every goddamn day. I wake up hard as stone because I dream of it. You’ve been my only fantasy for months, and the reality of your body has blown my Imagination Kate out of the water.” He tugged me down until I was on my knees and took my mouth in another all-consuming kiss. Sure and solid, he caressed me with his hands, stroking, guiding until I was laid out on the cloths, bared before him. And then he pressed against my inner thighs, opening me to him.
“Spread for me, Kitten. Let me get a good look at you.”
“I want to look at you, too.” I reached for him, intent on helping him out of his clothes. Wanting nothing more than to feel his skin against mine.
Instead of letting me reach fabric, he grabbed my hand and brought it down, pressing it against his denim-covered cock. His very hard, very thick, very holy-shit-is-that-real cock. “You feel that? That’s a solid year of pent-up desire to be inside you. If I lose a single piece of clothing, I’ll never be able to hold back. I’ll be balls deep before I can get my first taste of you. I’ve talked about all I’m going to do to this pussy for a year. I want to take my time now.”
Before I could argue, before I could tell him that as much as I ached to feel his tongue on my clit, I wanted him inside me more, he dropped down, his broad shoulders parting my legs, and spread me wide with his thumbs. With a groan, he dove forward and covered my pussy with his mouth.
Gasping, I arched against him and gripped his shoulders, hoping it would anchor me. Because this…this, I hadn’t been expecting. Receiving oral had never been my favorite thing, but then again, I’d never before had Riley going at me like a starving man. He devoured me, licking up one side and down the other before sucking my clit between his lips.
He pulled back on a groan, replacing his tongue with his fingers, rubbing tight circles around my clit. “I knew it.” He shook his head, staring at where I was spread open for him. Then he leaned down, swiping his tongue through my slit once more, like he couldn’t help himself. “Knew I’d be addicted to your taste. Fuck, I’m going to want to eat you every goddamned day.”
Without another word, he tossed my legs over his shoulders and engulfed me in his mouth, his tongue drawing figure eights against my pussy. His hands were everywhere, stroking up my sides, squeezing my breasts, cupping my ass, and bringing me closer to his mouth.
All words left my head, only unintelligible mumblings spilling from my lips as he devoured me like I was his last meal. He wrapped his hands around the tops of my thighs, his fingers digging in so hard I knew I’d have bruises tomorrow. But I didn’t care. I didn’t care, not when he was looking up at me like he was, his face buried in my pussy, his eyes locked on mine. Not when he gripped me so hard he actually lifted me off the ground, trying to bring me closer.
“Don’t stop, don’t stop, Riley… Oh God, I’m gonna come…”
He groaned against me, his eyes never leaving mine. I kept mine open and locked on his for as long as I could…until my orgasm swept me away. With his hair gripped in my hands, I rocked my hips against his face, gasping as I pulsed and throbbed and came all over his tongue.
Once the last aftershocks had gone through my body, he lifted his head. “One down.” He grinned and wiped a thumb across his shiny, wet bottom lip. “I want to feel the next one on my fingers. Gotta get you ready to take my cock, don’t we?” He slipped his fingers inside me, first two, then three, thrusting them deep, exactly how he knew I loved. “Hmmm, tight and hot. Just like I knew it’d be. You know how many times I’ve been jealous of some silicone and batteries, baby? Not tonight, though. Tonight it’s all me. My fingers.” He bent down, licking around where his fingers disappeared inside me. “My tongue. My fucking cock.”
“Riley…I’m ready. I’m—” I gasped, arching my back as he hit a spot inside me. “Please, I’m ready for you.”
“Not yet. I wanna look at you for a minute. Do you have any idea how beautiful you are right now? So greedy, writhing against my hand as I fuck you with my fingers. You’re stunning.”
God, I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been this close to coming again so soon after my last orgasm, and yet Riley had gotten me there with ease. Because of his words. Because of his skills. Because of him.
He gave my inner thigh a love nip as he held me open, resting his lips against me. And he smiled. “Your thighs are shaking. Are you that close already? Should I give you a little more? Push you right over that edge?” Without waiting for me to respond, he brought hi
s other hand down and strummed his thumb over my clit. “I’m going to want to fuck you next. Are you ready for that? Ready to feel my cock inside you instead of all those toys you’ve told me about? No silicone or batteries here, baby. Just me. Is that what you want?”
“God yes,” I moaned, wanting to feel him against me, inside me. “Riley, please. Please, please, please…”
“Mmm…love to hear you beg.” He thrummed faster against my clit, curled his fingers inside, brushing against the spot that made my hips jerk.
And then I was gone, lifting my hips toward him and pulsing around his fingers, head tossed back as I moaned his name.
“Fuck, yeah, Kitten. That’s it. I can feel you gripping my fingers. So fucking good.”
It could’ve been seconds or minutes later when I blinked my eyes open, still trying to catch my breath. Riley hovered over me, his hands on either side of my shoulders. “God, you’re beautiful when you come.” He leaned down, sucking my bottom lip into his mouth before releasing it with a pop. “Can’t wait to see that look while you’re riding my cock.”
Sweet fucking hell, naked Kate was something to see. Something to behold. And the way her face twisted as she neared her orgasm, the way that moment of pleasure-pain showed so clear in those last few seconds before the tension broke and her pussy clenched…stunning. Nothing better. I wanted to live in that moment, to bury myself inside her and never come out.
But first, I needed to get undressed.
“Did I ever tell you I tried being a stripper-for-hire?” I sat back on my knees, spreading them to keep her thighs apart. To keep that wet, plump pussy in my view.
“No,” Kate said with a laugh, looking relaxed and calm. Sated. Not gonna lie—that really helped my ego.
“It was when I started working the phone sex gig. I figured if I could turn someone on with my voice, I sure as hell could with my body.” I tugged off my flannel and dropped it behind me before grabbing the neck of my white undershirt and yanking it over my head. “I was so fucking wrong.”
“What happened?”
I rose to my feet, working on the fastenings of my jeans until they hung open. My cock bulged right out the flap, probably obscene as hell and soaked at the tip. Good. I wanted Kate to get a look at what was coming.
“Well…” I said, shoving the denim down my legs. I hadn’t thrown my boxers on before I’d left, so I was already bare. Bare and ready for her. “I could strip okay. I could even give my ass a shake and get the ladies yelling.”
“I believe that.” Her saucy little smile about unmanned me.
I smirked and dropped back to the floor, kicking my jeans off the rest of the way. Kate stared at my lap, at my cock. Looking hungry. The fucker twitched as she watched him, probably as attuned to our girl’s body as I was.
“What I couldn’t do was what came next.” I moved to sit with my back against the wall, tugging Kate with me, pulling her into my lap until she straddled me. Her pussy sat warm and wet against my skin, and I shivered at the sensation even as I handed her the condom I’d pulled from my pocket. She tore it open and rolled it on without a single pause. Meanwhile, I tried to keep the thought that she was touching my cock from taking over my brain. “Jesus, your fingers feel good.” Hip thrust…couldn’t help it. “Anyway, I was in a room with all these women, practically naked, and I froze. Totally clueless as to what to do next.”
“So let me get this straight,” Kate said, placing her hands on my shoulders and rocking slightly as if searching for a more comfortable position. Which happened to be sitting squarely on my cock, not that I minded. “You were paid to perform, but you…what? Made cookies?”
“No, I ran out of the house wearing a gold thong, holding my jeans in my hands. I didn’t know what to do, so I ghosted.” I grabbed her hips and raised my legs to form a support behind her. Pushed her back until she was sprawled out before me. “I’m not running tonight.”
“I would hope not.”
“Hey, Kate?” I ran a finger down the middle of her chest, all the way to her belly button. Simple, soft. Perfect.
“Yeah?”
“I sure as fuck know what to do with you.”
I grabbed her by the waist, lifting her just enough to line up my cock with the heart of her pussy, and then I pulled her down. Her warmth enveloped me, followed closely by an explosion of nerve endings as she engulfed me inside her body. I groaned and she gasped, both of us tightening our hold on the other. Fuck, I thought her pussy had felt good on my fingers. Tight and hot and soaked for me. This? This was so much more. And if the way the goose bumps rose on her skin as I shifted my hips a few inches was any indication, Kate agreed. Her pussy was positively made for my cock.
“God, Riley.” She tried to roll forward, but I pushed her back instead. I wanted her spread before me, wanted to watch. So I settled her against my thighs and rocked my hips to thrust into her. And I died a little bit with every inch I gained, with every pulse of her walls around me, with the sight of her pink lips swallowing me up. Shit, this was going to be quick. I needed to make it good.
I also needed to distract myself. “Know what this position is called?”
“Amazing?” She trembled as I brought my hands to her breasts. As I kneaded and squeezed and tweaked each nipple in turn.
“The chair limbo. I’m the chair, and you get to limbo all over my cock.” I punctuated my words with another deep thrust, earning a solid groan from my girl. “I like to watch. This view of my cock sliding inside of you? I’ve been imagining it for a fucking year—I deserve to look, don’t you think? But I also like access to you. Your shoulders.” I ran a finger up one arm, all the way to her neck. “Your tits with those cotton-candy nipples.” I brought my hand to my mouth so I could lick my thumb before dropping it back down. Flicking her nipple to wet it just a little then giving it a good pinch.
Kate jerked and groaned, still riding my cock. Still swallowing me with her pussy. “Riley, please,” she moaned, but I wasn’t done yet. Wasn’t ready to surrender.
“My favorite, though,” I said, dragging my thumb along her stomach. Lower still, past her hip bone. Over her mound. Lifting it to my lips once more to get it good and wet. And ready. “My favorite thing about this position is how spread you are. Your clit is completely on display, did you know that?”
I ran my thumb around the little pearl, hanging on to her thigh with my other hand as she jumped and yelped. “Wide open and all for me. How could I not love this position? I get to fuck you and explore you, all at once. It’s perfect.”
“Oh God.” Kate groaned, curling her body in slightly, her thighs trembling. “I’m gonna come again. I want…I want…”
“I know what you need, baby.” I pushed up, settling her deeper onto my lap, thrusting inside her at a faster pace as my thumb circled her clit. “Let go, Kate. I’ve got you. Come for me so I can fuck you hard. You know you want that, want to feel me pound into that sloppy, wet pussy. You’re not some sweet thing, baby. You’re just as dirty as me. And you like it just as rough as I do.”
I pressed down on her clit, giving her the pressure I knew she needed. She came with a quick scream, her head thrown back and her thighs holding me in place. And fuck, did she come. So damn tight, so damn strong. Clenching and squeezing and pulling me inside her deeper as she writhed in my lap. Her pussy stretching all the way around my cock as she arched back.
Motherfucking beautiful.
Before she was done, before I lost control at the feel of her pussy milking me, I dragged her against my chest and rolled us. Pinning her beneath me. Jackhammering my hips like some high school punk. I couldn’t help it, though. I’d made sure she got hers, had held off on my own pleasure to guarantee I’d taken care of my woman. It was my turn, and my cock wanted hard and fast. I’d made him wait a year for this. Who was I to say no?
“Riley…yes.” Kate held on to my shoulders, her legs around my hips. Riding my deep thrusts like a fucking pro.
I growled and bit her sho
ulder, unable to resist. Needed to have a piece of her inside me. Shoving deep, arching my back and groaning toward the ceiling, I came with a jolt that sent tingles all the way to my toes. Came so hard, something bright erupted behind my closed eyes.
I came in a manner worthy of a woman like Kate, because it was her ingrained sensuality that pushed me right over the edge.
“That was…” Kate moaned as I rolled, trying to keep us connected but not wanting to crush her. She seemed so small under me.
“I’d say stupendous or best ever, but I’ll go with perfect if that’s the word you choose.”
“A little cocky, huh?”
I couldn’t help it. I thrust deep once more, groaning as the tingles shot through my spine again. “There’s nothing little about me or my cock.”
That earned me a laugh, one that sent twinges down my legs since we were still connected. A status that needed to change. I never wanted to leave her pussy, but I had to.
I pulled out, clutching the base of the condom to keep it tight. Once I’d disposed of the fucker, I lay back down with her. Curled my body around hers and cradled her against my chest. “We did this backward.”
“How so?”
“Well, I knew how you sounded when you orgasmed before we met, knew how dirty your mouth could be before our first kiss, and now know how close being inside your pussy is to heaven before I’ve taken you on a date. We should rectify that.”
“I don’t think you can rewind sex.”
I chuckled, rolling her under me a little. “No, but I wouldn’t mind. That chair limbo was hot.”
“Yeah, it was.”
I kissed her nose. “I’ll remember that. What I meant, though, was that I should at least take you to dinner. And soon. What do you think about tomorrow night? I’ve heard Nonno Pino’s has amazing Italian food.”