The Hot New Bartender in Town (Welcome to Kiss County #3)

Chapter 4

4

TISH

R iley 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 disappear beneath 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’m very sure.”

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.

Riley guides me down onto my back. I pull him down with me, my legs gently curling around him as he positions himself. Feeling his hardness resting against me, I tear open the condom. He gasps softly as I roll it down his shaft with a gentle stroke and angle the tip to rest along my entrance.

“Do it,” he whispers, our lips touching.

I guide him blindly inside, the thick tip parting my opening. We both gasp, the feel of each other too good. He fills me with a gentle thrust, my pussy slick and my legs wide. I rest my hands on his back, feeling the muscles of his body tightening and loosening as he moves inside of me.

Oh...

Oh, god.

Unexpected heat curls throughout my belly. Pleasure I expected, but not this. Not this tender warmth, not this rush of feeling in my chest. I cling to him, the comfort of his body blending with the surging passion between us, and I feel tears in my throat.

I swallow them down, our kisses hot and constant. “Riley,” I whisper.

He doesn’t answer. He just kisses me harder, his hip grinding into me, his cock so fucking deep. He keeps a steady rhythm, not too fast nor too slow, making me feel him, making me tremble and shake.

“Tish,” he says, his eyes locking on mine. “I...”

He closes his mouth as if to stop himself from saying anything else.

Saying... what?

What was he going to say?

Unable to voice it myself, I simply moan in response as he grinds, his body rubbing lightly against my clit with each thrust. Burying his head against my shoulder, Riley fucks me faster, harder, the couch shifting beneath us from the change in movement.

An even louder moan escapes me, and I wonder if anyone upstairs can hear this. Another wave of pleasure rushes over me, and suddenly I don’t care. Still, I smother my mouth against his shoulder, the tension in me so close to breaking again.

I gasp as it does, biting down hard on his shoulder. He groans in response, but does nothing to stop the pain. In fact, he seems to like it, as a warm chuckle flows from his lips against my ear.

Moving swiftly, he hoists me up as he sits down, leaving me precariously balanced on his lap. “Get it, girl,” he says, his hands gripping my hips. “Fuck me back.”

Eager to please and happy to play, I ride him. Tilting back, I rest my hands on his knees, somehow keeping my balance as my orgasm continues washing over me. Riley’s touch moves up my body, loving my thighs and hips and breasts as pleasure covers his face.

He grunts, the sound low and guttural. “Oh, yeah, just like that,” he says, his grip tight on my hips once again. “Fuck, you’re gonna make me come so hard.”

His words urge me on. I fight through the haze, my thighs and core muscles burning for rest. Soon his words fade into grunts, his body on the edge.

“Tish,” he groans. “Fu— ck...”

I moan as he comes, happy to slow down. Riley leans back, his chest working hard, the muscles of his body tightening beneath me. I chuckle softly, kissing him, enjoying the spent look in his eyes as he kisses me back.

“Holy fuck,” he says, his cock still buried deep within me. “That was...”

“Yeah,” I say, catching my breath. “It was.”

His arms slowly curl around me, and for a long moment, we stop. Everything stops. There’s just us, our bodies wrapped together in a warm embrace. There’s sweat on our brows and fluids on our skin. There’s warmth in our kiss and gratitude in our eyes. There’s... so much more to come.

My heart skips twice. I gaze at him, feeling so safe and comfortable in his arms. “Hi,” I say stupidly.

Riley chuckles. “Hi.”

I swallow hard, the long moment stretching continuously. Suddenly, I wonder if that was it. If I’m now one long and lingering glance away from overstaying my welcome here.

“I, uh...” I pause, my stomach twisting at the thought of being cast aside. “I should probably...”

But Riley doesn’t blink, his hands gently touching my back. “You can stay,” he whispers.

I keep my breath held tight. “Do you want me to stay?” I ask.

His mouth quirks. “Gets cold down here at night sometimes,” he says, holding me close. “I won’t mind the company.”

I smile. “Okay,” I say, silently willing myself to be cool. “Then, I’ll stay.”

Riley kisses me softly once again, and I kiss him back.