Page 28 of Let It Be Me
“Perfect. Will you hit save and then I’ll file it.”
I hear the light clicking of the mouse and then Riley is standing up and coming to sit next to me. With him on this couch this love seat has all but shrunk. I’m all too aware of him and his body heat sinking into me. Warming me from the close proximity when he should just leave.
“Are you worried you’ll fall in love with me?” Riley asks.
I look up from my phone and the smile on his face is disarming. If I were a hopeless romantic, I would say yes. But I’m more optimistic than anything.
“No. That’s more for your benefit than it is for mine.” I tell him, tucking my phone into the side of the couch and giving him my full attention.
“And why would I be the one to fall in love with you?”
I know he doesn’t mean it in a rude way, but that stings a little. “Because you’re younger than me. And for some reason my incredible charm gets people to do just that. Also,I don’t do love. At least not anymore. So it’d really be you doing all of the falling.”
His eyebrows come together with a furrow. “So you’re saying that in a few years my charm will do wonders?”
“No. And anyways, what are you doing on a motorcycle so close to the season starting?” I turn my body to face him and rest my arm on the back of the couch.
“I like the freedom that a bike gives me. And since it’s so close to the season starting, I wanted one last ride before I put it in my parents garage. Have you ever been on one?”
I shake my head quickly and his eyes crinkle with a smile.
“My offer still stands if you want to ride,” Riley says and with those words the air is suddenly charged. I always knew the chemistry I felt with Riley wasn’t a fluke. And in this moment it is undeniable.
For me, it’s so easy to put us in the Athlete and Publicist category. If he were anyone else I could lose myself in him and never come up for air.
“I think you should go,” I whisper. His innuendo continues to hang heavy in the air and the longer we stay locked in each other's stare the easier it is for me to forget about our roles. I could lie and tell him we need to practice for PDA. We don’t need practice, but the longer we sit on this couch meant for two, the easier it would be to just let my walls down. To give in to whatever this burning chemistry is between us in a single breath.
Riley moves.
I move.
Our lips crash together and Riley wraps his hands around my waist and hauls me onto his lap. I feel his hardness pressing against my clothes-covered clit and gasp. Riley uses the moment to slip his tongue into my mouth. Ourtongues tangle and I lift up, scooting closer and sitting on his erection. His hands slide up my shirt, he groans when he realizes I have nothing underneath and tugs my body closer to him. My hands slide into his hair and I pull hard on the blond strands. Breaking the kiss, I kiss down his neck and lick into the divot at his neck. My hands fall to the bottom of his shirt and I pull the material up his body until his chest is exposed and the material bunches around his neck.
“Off.” I say through heavy breaths.
Riley takes off the shirt that I’m cursing and tosses it to the side. I can finally see him in daylight. The tattoos that cover his chest are done with precision and a kaleidoscope of colors take over his body. My hands trace the designs and I watch in delight as his abs constrict with my feather-light touches with goosebumps following in a trail. I move forward to kiss his chest. Trailing my lips across his chest and flicking a nipple with my tongue. His groan vibrates through my body and hits my clit as I continue to move down his body. I slide off the couch and move my hands to the button on his jeans. Riley lifts his hips when they’re loose and I slide them down until they’re bunched right around his knees. His cock springs free and I wrap my hand around his length, rubbing my thumb across the tip and smearing the pre-cum that’s beaded on the tip.
I hold eye contact as I lean forward and lick up the cum that’s leaking from his cock. Sucking the tip into my mouth, I use my hand and pump him from root to tip. Never breaking eye contact, my other hand slides down my body and slips into my shorts. I’m soaked and my fingers slide right into my opening. I moan around his length as I pump and curl my fingers inside of my pussy.
“Pull your fingers out,” Riley pants. “Show me how wet you are.”
I whimper around his length as I do what he says. The emptiness is noticeable and I squeeze my thighs together to try and relieve the ache.
“Fuck, you’re dripping.” Riley says and grabs onto my wrist. Wet heat envelops my fingers as he sucks them into his mouth. Cleaning my juices off the appendages. The next thing I know, I’m pulled from his length and straddling his lap. “Enough with this. My cock hasn’t been in your pussy in way too long.”
I wrap my hand around his cock and Riley pulls my shorts to the side. Rubbing the blunt head through my opening. “You mean this pussy?”
Riley’s head falls to the back of the couch as I continue to tease us. “Yes,” he groans, “stop being a tease and give us what we both want.”
“Since you asked so nicely.” I lift higher on my knees and line him up at my entrance. Slowly. Oh, so, slowly I lower on his cock as he fills me up. I coat his length little by little until I’m sliding down his cock and full of him. I throw my head back as he fills me and give my body a few seconds to adjust to the stretch before I’m rising on my knees, leaving the tip of his cock buried inside me and sliding back down.
“Oh, god damn, baby. Your pussy was made for my cock.” His head falls to the back of the couch again and I clench around him as his words slide into my soul.
“Eyes on me.” I tell him as I place his chin between my fingers and fix his gaze back on me.
His eyes burn into mine and his hands slide up my torso, ripping my shirt off. I fall forward, my hands falling to the back of the couch, caging him in as I ride his cock like a mechanical bull. My nipples are so hard and my breasts ache from the pleasure. Riley cups my breasts in his hands, his thumbs tease my nipples and he pulls one between hislips causing me to whimper. His eyes hold mine as he pulls a nipple between his teeth and lightly tugs. I feel the tug down to my clit and I speed up my movement.
“Play with my clit,” I whine. Riley delivers and his hand slides between us as he pinches and rubs my clit. Over and over until I explode. I ride out the wave of ecstasy as my orgasm hits me.
