Chapter 15 Alex #2
If I genuinely provided him with that level of comfort, enough to make his inner demons disappear, then he could have all of me. It was all I ever wanted to give him.
I nodded, and his lips pulled into the handsomest smile I’d ever seen. He tugged down my shorts and dipped his hand in my underwear at a painstakingly slow pace, keeping his eyes on mine as his fingers grazed my hard-on. It sent a jolt straight through me.
My dick sprang out of my shorts with little effort, just begging to feel the wet warmth of River’s mouth. I gripped the couch and shut my eyes, willing my body to stop asking for dessert when we hadn’t even had dinner yet. Even the thought of River’s touch was enough to push me over the edge.
Feeling a warm hand against my cheek, I opened my eyes and lowered my gaze. River didn’t utter a word, but the determination in his eyes said it all. Watch.
River’s tongue swirled around the head of my penis, making a show of licking the pre-cum off the tip. His tongue glided along my shaft, moving down and then back up, playfully tormenting me as he watched me writhe.
“Teasing bastard,” I grunted, trying to look angry, but probably giving him what he called my “puppy dog eyes” instead.
My words only made his eyes flash with pride. With his eyes fixed on mine, he slowly lowered his head, his mouth closing around my cock as his hands gripped my thighs. River’s warm mouth felt perfect around me. Every lick and suck brought me pleasure, as if he knew exactly what I liked.
His throat tightened around me, and a jolt of pleasure ran down my back.
My body was hot, and I held back a moan, sensing the point of no return.
River sensed it, so he quickened his pace, causing my grip on his scalp to tighten.
Pressure built inside me like wildfire, and I fixed my lips to warn him before I let go.
Until all movement stopped, and the pressure inside me faded, and my dick sprang loose with a “pop” as he pulled his mouth off me. He leaned between my legs and pressed his lips to mine in a sloppy kiss, ignoring how I stared in dismay.
I was still reeling when he broke the kiss. “Riv.”
“Alex,” he replied in a hushed tone.
My lips parted and closed repeatedly, unable to put together the words in my mind. He bit his bottom lip, suppressing a teasing grin as he watched me struggle to speak.
Pouting in pity, he caressed my pointed dick. “Do you know how fuckable you look in those glasses?”
My asshole clenched at his hushed words. My mind couldn’t fathom what my ears were hearing. Was this real?
His hand squeezed my dick, causing me to squirm. Yep, it’s real.
“Do you know how fuckable you look all the time? Seeing you and not being able to touch you is torture.” River brushed his thumb over my lips like he was reminiscing about the feeling. “Tell me to stop.”
Stopping was everything I didn’t want.
I gripped his forearms. “You’re sure this isn’t just because you’re upset?”
“Gosh, Alex, no,” he said, as if the thought was ridiculous. “You’ve always been my safe space, bunny. I would never use you like that.”
Butterflies fluttered in my chest as I closed the distance between us again. River’s hands smoothed down my sides as he pulled himself against me, a silent movement that both of us understood.
We’d let nothing push us apart again.
River stopped kissing me to remove his clothing, and I mirrored his actions. Seeing his toned, naked body only worsened the strain in my crotch. With his muscular body on display, his dark, smooth skin was captivating, and I struggled not to gawk.
He pushed my chest to guide my back against the armrest of the couch. My mind was screaming at me to move to the bedroom. Salem could walk in at any moment with only God knew who, and I wasn’t sure he’d be happy to find me in such a position on our couch.
But I didn’t want to waste any more time—we had wasted years. Maybe it was the horniness in me, but I needed him now.
River leaned over and rummaged through his athletic bag beside us. “I’ve never slept with a guy before.”
After zipping the bag shut, he sat up, holding a bottle of lube. I eyed it. “Well, you sure are prepared.”
He twisted it open. “Always gotta stay prepared.”
“Stay prepared to fuck someone after a game?”
Smugly, River’s green eyes flickered away before returning to me. “It’s coming in handy, isn’t it?”
As I bent my legs and brought them closer, I pressed my lips together. “So… was that your first blowjob?”
He nodded. “Yeah. Was I good?”
Good? You were incredible.
“Yes. Well, it was good until you—fuckkk.”
My breath hitched when cold pressure pushed its way inside me. Muscles clenching at the suddenness, my hole puckered in resistance like I hadn’t done this before. Killian and I stopped having sex a few months before we officially broke up, so I knew it had been a while, but damn did it sting.
“Sorry,” he whispered, his free hand rubbing my stomach. “Relax for me.”
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, willing my muscles to relax. My jaw tightened as River’s finger pushed deeper, but the chill of the gel soothed the uncomfortable pain. Once he had one finger fully in, he added another, but not before adding a shit ton more lube.
The pain quickly morphed into pleasure, to the point where his now three fingers didn’t feel like enough. My hole clenched at the sight of his hard cock, wondering how that could fit inside me.
River’s fingers stalled. “You okay?”
I absentmindedly pumped my cock as I met his gaze. “Yes. Sorry.”
“Don’t be,” he stated. “Salem is out with the team. He won’t be back for hours.”
He withdrew his fingers, and I nearly whined at the emptiness. Quickly, he reached into his bag and pulled out a condom. At this point, I wouldn’t be surprised if he pulled out a toy next.
Knees on the couch and condom on, River adjusted his tip at my hole. “Spread your legs wider, Alex.”
I complied, pulling my knees into the fetal position. River gazed down at me, his eyes filled with an adoration I’d never known. Like I was pleasing him.
River brought his face near mine and murmured, “Good boy.”
Before I could react, his thick tip pressed against my puckered hole, gently yet eagerly pushing inside me. Though I tried to hold back a moan, it slipped out, which caused River to thrust deeper.
“Sorry,” River gritted out. His arms trembled as he held himself up on the armrests, framing my head. “It’s taking everything in me not to slam into you. Especially when you keep looking at me like that.”
“Like what?”
“Like you’re begging me to.”
My face flushed, my heart thumped loudly in my ears, and the words slipped out before I could stop myself. “Maybe I am.”
River paused, studying me like he couldn’t believe his ears. Then, his eyes morphed into something more sinister, and a smirk tugged at his lips.
He pounded into me with a hunger I wasn’t aware he had. Each powerful, forceful thrust felt like a missile strike, and each one made me cry out. Like with the fingers, the pain didn’t last long and was swiftly replaced with a pleasure I struggled to decipher.
My head pounded against the armrest as I adjusted my legs to give River more access. He took this as an opening and slammed harder, knowing what I wanted without me having to verbalize it. It was as if our bodies were made to be together.
“River,” I cried. “I’m…”
One last thrust sent me over the edge. The pressure erupted from inside me, hot liquid squirting all over my chest as River kept a steady pace. Seconds later, warmth filled me as River finished, eyes on me as we both panted.
He collapsed on my chest, not minding the cum stuck between us. After a few minutes, River cupped my cheek and rubbed his thumb against it, the action grounding me. “Are you alright?”
Swallowing, I nodded.
“Do you need anything?” he asked as he sat up, brushing a damp strand of hair out of my face. “I can get you water or a snack if you’re hungry. I can even go pick you up food because I—”
A whimper escaped me as I climbed onto River, wrapping my limbs around him like a bear. “Don’t go anywhere.”
I knew I looked like a clingy fuck, but the only thing I wanted was to be entangled in his arms. After stealing longing glances at him throughout middle school, wishing I could see him again during our years apart, and having him dangled in front of my face for months, unable to act on it, could anyone blame me?
“Okay,” he spoke soothingly as he rubbed small circles on my back. “Want to lie down in bed?”
I nodded against the crook of his neck, and River slid his hands beneath my thighs, hoisting me up. We moved to the bedroom, and River lay me down before climbing in next to me. I intertwined my limbs with his, and he pulled me into a warm embrace.
“Riv,” my voice muffled against his chest.
River’s fingers ran through my hair. “Yeah?”
“Can you come to my doctor’s appointment with me? It’s tomorrow, and my parents will be there, but I’m not sure I’ll get through it with them.”
“For your seizure?” His voice took on a concerned note.
“Seizures. Plural.” I corrected, lifting my head to meet his. “I had another.”
His eyes grew bigger with worry. Then, he sighed. “I want to come with you, but your parents are my biggest haters.”
I drew shapes on his bare chest. “Who cares? I invited you, not them.”
“Alex…” he drawled.
I cupped his face with both hands and leaned in to touch foreheads with him. “I’m not letting them keep us apart any longer. If they have a problem with you being there, then they can leave.”
He hesitated. In his eyes, it was clear he wanted to, but the fear of my parents held him back. It was then that I realized part of me would never forgive my parents for how they made my best friend feel.
River placed a delicate kiss on my forehead. “I’ll be there.”
I think I got my best friend back.
And maybe something more.