Riley X Novels & Stories

Priya had smiled and said it made me look like I knew exactly what I was doing—which was generous enough to count as fiction. I did not know what I was doing. Not tonight. Not lately. Maybe not ever. Riley stepped closer and adjusted the thin strap on my shoulder with gentle fingers. Her black dress was sharp and simple, her curls pinned back with tiny silver clips that caught the light whenever she moved. For once, her signature grin was missing. She studied my face with quiet intensity that made my skin itch. “You’re doing that thing,” she murmured. “What thing?” “Pretending you’re fine so aggressively that it’s starting to look like a medical condition.”

XAVIER Riley pulled away quickly and removed my hands from her waist she turned and saw Elena and Alexa smirking at us and I rolled my eyes. "Okay good night guys we're going to rest"I said and held Riley's hand so we could leave. "Wait Riley you need to take your medications since it's nine"Xander said leaving the room and later came back with a glass of water and some medications and she took them quickly and gave it back to Xander and she turned to me and she nodded her head and we left.

He mumbles, looking down at his desk. “I’m glad to hear that. Now, if that’s the case, can you please be Ainsley’s helper and introduce her to everyone this week?” She sounds nicer now. “Alright, Miss Ratner.” His eyes brighten up. He looks at me and smiles, “Hi! I’m Riley.” He has straight blonde hair that comes down to his chin. It’s a little tangled and looks like straw. I don’t think he brushed it this morning. He has hazel eyes and tan skin. He’s missing a couple of teeth that make his smile look funny.

Owen looked at Riley inquisitively. Riley’s face turned pale, and he looked up at Xander, seeking help. Xander smiled mischievously and said, “I think that’s perfect. Isn’t it Riley?” Riley’s eyes clouded with anger. “Excuse me.” He stood up instantaneously and dashed out. Xander resisted the urge to laugh. “What happened?” Owen looked at his retreating figure anxiously. “Perhaps he is shy.” Maya laughed softly. "I'll go check on him." Xander went out after him.

My boots thundered with every step I took. “Hey,” Riley called, as she approached me. “Aren’t you supposed to be at the academy?” I asked, adjusting on the bench I was sitting in the garden. “The academy is totally not for me.” She smiled, chewing a cherry. “Really?” “Yeah.” She nodded, popping another into her mouth. We stayed quiet in the garden, allowing the silence to take over the discussion. The lily petals fell into the little pond just in front of where we sat. “What do you think about the detective?” She asked, breaking the silence. “Do you think Xavier will accept her?”

Valéria tilted her head pretending to think. After hearing this, Riley's shoulders slumped gaining her posture she proclaimed "ohh.. I am quite famous " A mischievous smile found its way on Val's lips " Not that either. " Valerie feigned struggling to recollect. Gasping she added, " Yes! .. you are that immoral woman who hurt that poor waitress and yes Mr. Gates repeatedly requests for your dates to be postponed so.. I guess you are quite popular" Riley's face became white, she quickly hid her anger in her eyes. Shoving her big *ss at Val's view she threw her arms around Xander.

Riley reminds me and informs the others in the room who don't know. Humming in response, Riley continues; "All of us in this room are members, Patch holders and hold positions in a motorcycle club called 'The Gray Rebel's."\ Jerking in surprise as I turn my head to look at him; "Y-you g-guys are in a-a g-g-gang?"

This was one of the hottest fucks I ever had in my life and I wanted many more of them. She yelled " Now Ryan I am Cumming." So am I thought as I grunted and shot deep within her, the white-hot cum shooting deep into her wet juicy pussy. I could feel it pulse into her as her pussy squeezed every last drop out of me. We were sweaty and thoroughly sated. She had beaten my randy cock into submission very well. Now Kate comes over twice a week to check up on me and we fuck each other's brains out. Her husband and son have no clue and I am not telling them. Nobody has a clue and that's the way we like it.

Hunter's hand shot up. Riley watched from the shop doorway with her arms crossed and an expression I was getting to know — the one where she was holding herself very carefully back from a feeling she hadn't decided what to do with yet. I didn't look at her directly. Looking at her directly when she had that expression tended to make me say things I wasn't ready to say, or ask things she wasn't ready to answer, and we had exactly fifty-two days left and I wasn't wasting any of them on a conversation that came too early.

From my position near the cars, I could hear Riley's voice as he called Xenois, his words loud enough to be heard by me as i was standing near the car watching it play out. "Mr. Xenois! Mr. Xenois, please help us! There are rogues chasing us! They're trying to hurt Mommy and me!" The panic in his voice was perfect and genuine and it was exactly what I needed to sell the story to Xenois when he found me. Even under compulsion, Riley was a naturally good actor, it was probably because he'd spent so much of his life having to pretend everything was fine when it wasn't. I could hear Xenois's voice through the phone speaker, demanding to know where they were, promising to come help. It was too la