Riley Inside Novels & Stories

Celia cried out and arched off the leather seat, pushing her heated flesh harder against his mouth, accepting his tongue deep into her soft pink walls. Her taste exploded in his mouth, and Riley groaned as he reached down to release his cock that was now throbbing painfully behind the zipper of his jeans. Never in his life has he ever felt this wild need to be inside a woman. HeÕd never been one to be controlled by his need, but if he didnÕt get inside her pussy in the next minute, he was sure heÕd go mad.

“I am not going to worry about that right now. All I want is a pack of magical little pills so that I can hump her son whenever I feel like it, sans babies. Do you understand?” Talia sighed in defeat. “Fine. It’s your delivery room, not mine.” . “Can I take your picture?” Riley was leaning against the wall, his right leg bent behind him and propped on the brick exterior. He looked at her, frowning for a second, and then his lips turned upwards into a knowing smirk. “Why? Want to carry around a shot of this beauty wherever you go?” He used the hand holding the cigarette to gesture to himself, sweeping it over his body. A trail of gray smoke followed his movements.

"Yes, She was here for a day. Just in that cell over there. Seemed she was special like me. She kept on talking about how messed up her life was. Good God, I didn't know what to feel. Sympathy or Disgust. She talked about how evil was meant for her, how she's going to be evil cause there's no good left in the world, how her fun had turned to sorrow. She oozed pain and sorrow Collins." Collins froze as he did the math. May was living and breathing under his own nose. "I have to go. Reynolds is a bubbling wine product. The guy who owns the factory is Reynolds and he hates Payne just like us. I'll give you the deets, I promise." He stroke her cheek before hurrying off. He was filled with repuls

I reached into my dress with my free hand, and I wildly swing it around trying to find any piece of flesh of Emmit I can. "Ouu, a toy. How fun," he says as he slammed my hand with his fist making it go numb. "Guess what, little doll?" He yanked me forward before I could answer, and I'm staring him right in the eyes. "It's time for a little fun." he says, with a menacing grin across his face. "This is more perfect then I could have ever imagined," Maxine says. "I can't wait to see the Alphas face when he see's what you've done, Riley."

POV: Ray Riley arrived at the library at eight-twelve. I watched her come through the door from the north window table where Naomi had her laptop open and three browser tabs running simultaneously and the particular focused stillness of someone who had found something significant and was being patient about how she delivered it. Riley sat down, dropped her bag, looked at both of us. "Talk," she said. "You first," I said. "The athletics director."

Chris’ car sits parked across the street where he normally keeps watch. He notices my arrival immediately. “You didn’t say you were coming,” he says as I approach. “I didn’t know I was,” I reply. He nods once, understanding enough not to ask more questions. I walk upstairs and stop outside Riley’s door. For a second I simply stand there, listening to the faint sound of music playing inside. Then I knock. Footsteps approach quickly. The door swings open. For half a second Riley just stares at me. Then chaos explodes. “What the hell is wrong with you?!” She says as she moves inside, I follow closing the door behind me.

“If there’s another child, we’ll find out. And if someone’s playing games, they’ll answer for it.” I looked down at the curve of my belly, trying to focus on the warmth of life growing inside me instead of the ice creeping through my thoughts. Later that day, I left the healer’s house and walked through the village. Every face I passed looked a little too curious. Every whisper felt a little too loud. They’d heard something. Whether it was about the letter, the Rite, or Selene, I couldn’t tell. But eyes followed me, and smiles faltered when I came close.

I tried peaking at the sides of the dirty space and saw nobody. Where am I? I went back to my position and waited until my breathing went back to normal. A whistle from my ear made me cover them. I don’t like it. It’s giving me headaches. “That woman needs to be wiped out in this place,” Shaira’s whisper made me cry. “Shut up. Shut up!” I dropped my body again on the dirt. My face is still grimacing. “Kill,” she continued. The next blink I had, everything is silent so I opened my eyes to roam the place. My heart almost jumped out of me when I saw Shaira in front of me. I’m hallucinating again. I immediately stood on my feet and fight her staring game.

The room was warm and quiet, with the soft sounds of the evening guard shift changing down in the courtyard floating through the open window frame, and I turned around to see Riley sitting down on the edge of the bed to pull off his thick leather boots. "You look like you have been keeping a secret from me all afternoon, Fantine, because you were smiling to yourself the whole time we were checking the new fence line with Silas," Riley noted, setting his boots down on the floorboards before looking up into my eyes with a curious expression on his face.

Riley must’ve woken up and gotten too warm, because there was no other explanation that warranted the sight of the naked girl laying on the bed. Of course, maybe if she was sleeping, I could have brushed it off, I would have turned around and slept in the livingroom, even though I know she probably wouldn’t mind the closeness. However, after my eyes have taken the curves of her breasts, pressed between her arms, her hips slipping under the blankets, although showing me enough to know the nakedness didn0t stop there, I see Riley’s eyes glinting in the darkness. She is awake, she is staring at me. And I dare to say it looks like she is waiting for me.