Cover Reveal & Excerpt: A Lifetime of Kissing You by Riley Hart

So excited to be able to share a sneak peek of A Lifetime of Kissing You by Riley Hart!  The book is currently available for pre-order and will release on July 6th. 

Cover Design: Sleepy Fox Studio
Cover Photographer: RafaGCatala 
Audiobook to follow. Narrated by John Solo 



I have a great family, a successful career, and never struggle to find the company of a man when I want it, and I do—often. The loss of my brother years ago is the one dark spot in an otherwise perfect life. But at forty-three, my world suddenly feels emptier than it should. Something’s missing. I don’t know what it is…or how I think I’ll find it spending a summer in a small town in North Carolina.

I’ve spent my life in love with the woman who married my brother. When they passed, I raised their son, living with the guilt of my feelings. Now, at forty-eight, I’m used to being alone. Until I meet 


I’ve never known someone like him—a wealthy, confident city man I shouldn’t have anything in common with. He’s determined to be friends. We play music together, spend our nights talking in ways I’ve never done. I look forward to seeing him—and to those innocent touches that make me crave more.

I don’t experience attraction the way most folks do, but as our friendship grows, I can’t deny I want him. It’s my first time with a man. Every brush of his skin against mine makes me feel things I hadn’t thought possible. I didn’t know intimacy could be like this. I could spend a lifetime kissing him, but for us to have any chance at a future, we’ll both have to face truths we’ve tried to ignore for too long. 

A Lifetime Kissing You is a small-town, opposites-attract romance with first times, lots of touch, and a love of music.

This book deals with past loss of a loved one, anxiety and panic attacks. Please read the content warning at the beginning of the book for more information. 


“Can I touch under your shirt?” Charles asked, sending both desire and embarrassment to war in my gut. How ridiculous was it that he had to treat me with kid gloves? When I only nodded, he added, “Say it, please. I need to hear you say it, Brian. It’s important I know this is what you want. This shouldn’t be something you’re doing because you feel like you have to, the way it was with those women.”

A tremble ran the length of me, worry that I wouldn’t be able to make the words come out, but I did, I said, “I wanna feel your hands on my chest. I might need it.”

“Fuck, you’re going to kill me. Come here.” He tugged me by the belt loop, making me sit up straighter. He pushed up higher, so again, I could feel his breath, soothing me, while he began unbuttoning my shirt.

I held my breath, watching his hands as he worked the buttons—one after the other after the other. When it was open, he asked, “Can I slide this off?”

“Yeah,” I replied, and he did, sitting there on his knees, staring at my bare chest. I wondered how I compared to the men he was usually with. Not that we were together. Who the hell knew what this was. I’d just asked him to touch me, but I assumed he was with different kinds of men—men who were sophisticated and educated. Men who went to the gym and didn’t have a soft belly, or who maybe waxed the hair on their chest. Mine was mixed with gray, which made me feel old. “It’s okay if you’re not attracted to me and wanna stop.”

“What?” Charles’s gaze snapped to mine. “Are you kidding me? Jesus, Brian. I would devour you if I could.”

There was a twitch in my groin, heat flooding it, and goddamn, I wanted to be devoured.

“I love this.” He eased me back so I relaxed against the couch again, then cupped my pecs. “I can’t help wondering how your fur would feel against my face.”

“Jesus.” A wave of desire rolled down my body, followed by another.

“How would these taste?” He brushed his thumbs over each of my nipples, my cock beginning to stir.

“I…” I what? I didn’t even know what I was going to say. There was too much going on in my head, too many things I was feeling to be able to settle on one.

“I’d bury my face right in your pit and inhale your scent. I bet you smell good, Brian. I’d do the same in your groin if you wanted it.”

“Oh God.” I closed my eyes, focusing on his touch, the feel of his rough fingers as they played on the landscape of my chest, arms, shoulders, stomach. Charles didn’t stay in one place too long, didn’t linger, but he always went back, over and over and over again.

Despite how good this felt, how much I wanted him, there still seemed to be some block in my mind. I still wasn’t hard. For a minute, I’d thought I would end up that way, but my cock had softened again. Was that even what this was about, though? I had no idea. I just knew I needed to feel him and how incredible it was.

But this couldn’t be good for him. It was probably torture. Did Charles have an erection? Shame filled me, which just pulled me out of it.

I opened my eyes. The disappointment must have been clear on my face because Charles asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Feel silly makin’ ya do this.”

“You’re not making me do anything. There’s nowhere else in the world I’d rather be right now.” I rolled my eyes. “I’m being serious. Man, you’re stubborn. Do you like this? What I’m doing to you?”

“So much I can’t hardly stand it. This feels better than any sexual encounter I ever had. My head is just fucked up, and my dick don’t seem to work.” I rubbed a hand over my face. “Ugh! I’m sorry.”

“Stop apologizing. It’s not a race. We just have to work on getting you out of your head. I’m not going anywhere, Brian.”

But he was at the end of the summer. I knew that wasn’t what he meant, though.

“Come on.” Charles pushed to his feet.

“Where are we goin’?”

“To your bed, unless you tell me you don’t want to.”

A Lifetime of Kissing You will be available to read in kindle unlimited, or you can pre-order your copy now!