Page 10 of The Hot New Bartender in Town

He pauses. “Now?”

I nod.“Oh, yeah.”

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TISH

Riley reaches toward my handbag on the floor. He hooks his fingers around the strap and yanks it toward us, scooping it up and handing it over to me. As I sift through it in search of that shiny plastic wrapper, Riley peels his shirt off over his head and tosses it aside.

I pause, taking in the sight of his taut torso, my eyes gently flowing downward along his abs.

“Goddamn,” I say.

With the condom successfully in hand, I sit up, dropping my bag to the floor as Riley reaches for my leather jacket. Fumbling together, we shed the rest of my clothes, bra and all, leaving nothing but my hiked up skirt and knee-high boots. As he pulls my panties to my ankles, he slows down, gently parting my legs and positioning himself between them again.

Riley caresses my thighs. “Do you want me to...?”

I tremble, already wet and throbbing. “If you want to?—”

“I do,”he says eagerly.

“Then,yeah.”

He starts with a kiss on my mouth before descending, his body stretched along the long couch. I watch his head disappearbeneath my skirt, the soft tuft of his dirt-blond hair the only thing visible as he?—

I gasp and sigh, the pleasure of his tongue against my clit almost too much already. “Oh, fuck,” I whisper, my back arching off the couch, my thighs softly trembling against his ears. His only response is a deeper kiss, a faster flick of his tongue in just the right place, and I purr like a kitten in heat.

“Riley,” I sigh, his name tasting so sweet. “Oh, god, don’t stop.”

He sucks harder at my flesh and my nerves dissolve. I practically crumble beneath him, my toes curling in my boots as he pushes a hand up my body toward my breasts. My nipple beads against the teasing twist of his fingertips. I moan and shudder with throbbing pleasure, wave after wave of desire building in my core.

“Ri—” I gasp, so damn close. “I’m?—”

He doesn’t stop. Riley laps faster, the firm licks sending me over the edge. I pool into a puddle on his couch, my muscles twitching wildly as climax tears through me. I grip his hair between my thighs, my nails digging in, but he doesn’t seem to mind. It just makes him lick and suck me more and more until I finally push instead of pull.

“Stop,” I say, gasping, laughing, the sensations too sensitive. “I need a minute.Stop.”

Laughing, Riley raises his head. He licks his lips and leaves tender kisses against my inner thighs. “You taste so good,” he says.

Too spent to move or even think, I do nothing but chuckle softly as Riley shifts up onto his knees. Staying between my sprawled out limbs, he unzips his jeans, exposing a bush of hair at the base of his cock, but he doesn’t undress further. Instead, he looks at me, his hands gently touching my knees.

“Are you sure?” he asks.

Still trembling with desire, I push up to sit. “Yes,” I answer, my face now inches away from his groin. “I’mverysure.”

I push his pants down to further expose his cock. It springs free, hard and ready, the tip already sporting a thin layer of pre-cum.

My tongue salivating for it, I look up into his eyes first. “Do you want me to?” I ask.

“Fuck yes,” he says, consenting.

I part my smiling lips, my tongue targeting his tip. I hum softly, his flavor delicious, and he gasps over me, his fingers coming to curl around the base of my neck. Slowly, I suck his cock, carefully judging his reaction, as I doubt either of us wants this night to end too quickly. But Riley shows none of the telltale signs of too much, so I take him deeper into my mouth, my lips stretched wide as I bob my head.

“Fuck, Tish,” he says. “And I almost called in tonight.”

I pull him out, nearly choking on my own spit as I laugh. “That would have been a huge mistake,” I joke.

Riley cups my cheeks, stopping me from continuing. He leans down and crushes his mouth on mine, his kiss warm and soft against my numb lips. Unable to resist it, I kiss him back. My heart squeezes in my chest, and for a moment, I think it might stop completely.

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