Chapter 20
River
The weeks have gone by in a blur. More fights, more nights in the warehouse.
I have a feeling in the pit of my stomach that I should be doing more, even though Royal said no.
I told him I would get a job and help out with money, and he said fuck that, he didn’t need help.
I just wanted to make things easier on everyone.
I know that Jeremy gets a cut of what Royal makes for setting up the fights, but that also goes back into where we stay and how we eat. Some nights, I regret staying just because I know how hard it is for him to make the money he does, and knowing about his sister makes it worse.
“Will you ever visit her?” I ask as we lie on the roof of the old warehouse and look up at the stars.
“One day.”
“Have you since you left?”
“No. I don’t want her to get her hopes up or expect anything. I can’t take her with me,” he says in nearly a whisper.
“If you could? Would you?”
“Not to live like this. At least there she has a bed, a roof over her head.”
“You’re a good brother,” I tell him. He sighs and rolls onto his side to look at me.
“You think so?”
“Yeah, I do. Look what you do for her. Not everyone would do that.”
“I feel responsible for her.”
“I can understand that, but she isn’t your responsibility.”
“But she is in a way. If I’m not taking care of her, who will?
” I sigh now and just lie with him. I’ve never met anyone like Royal.
Someone so caring and willing to put his life on hold for his sister.
No one in my family is like that. They would never put their lives on hold to take care of someone else.
Royal leans in, brushing his lips over my cheek before I turn my head to face him. Then his lips caress mine, and I lose all sense of being. His tongue dips into my mouth and toys with mine, caressing the length. I moan, and he rolls us so he’s on top of me.
“You drive me crazy,” he murmurs before devouring my mouth. His hand reaches between us and shoves his shorts down before pulling away from me to kick them off and pull mine off. Then he’s back, settling between my legs.
He reaches for his shorts and pulls a condom out, sliding it on. Then he’s there, thrusting into me. He lifts my leg over his shoulder, and I’ve never felt anything like this in my life. Each stroke sends me higher.
My hands latch onto his arms as he pumps into me, my nails digging into his flesh. I’ve never experienced the pleasure I feel when I’m with Royal. I don’t think anything could compare to this either.
He growls as he gets deeper, his eyes locking with mine.
“You feel so good, River.” He pushes into me, and I grip him harder. His hips roll as he keeps going, and I know neither of us will last long. With the way his hips keep thrashing against me, I lose control.
“Royal!” I cry out as my orgasm washes through me. I cling to him, needing him, wanting him, never wanting to let go of him.
Royal finishes and pulls out of me, tossing the condom before lying down next to me.
“Fuck, River.”
“What?”
“I’m never going to get enough of your pussy,” he replies, causing me to laugh. I like being like this with him. So free to say and do what we want.
“Royal?”
“Hmm?”
“How long do you think this will last?”
“What do you mean?”
“Before you get tired of having to take care of me. Before you get tired of me in general,” I say softly. All good things have to come to an end, right? And for me, this is a good thing.
“I’m not going to get tired of you, River. Why would you think that?”
“I don’t know. Eventually, things have to change, right? What if you find someone better?”
“Do you see me looking? I wasn’t even looking for you, River.”
“I know, and here I am. So what’s to say you don’t get bored with me later?”
“Listen to me and listen closely. I’m not going to get tired of you.
You’re here as long as you want to be. I would never force you to stay, but I sure as hell won’t force you to leave.
Do you understand me?” I nod my head and smile softly, looking at the seriousness in his eyes.
He wouldn’t make me leave. I can see that much.
“Thank you, Royal.”
“For what?”
“Being you.”
“I’ll always be me for you, River.” Then he leans in and presses his lips to mine once more. A chill wraps around my spine, and a shiver runs through me.
“You cold?” he asks.
“A little.”
“Let’s go inside and get you warmed up.” He shoves to his feet and pulls his clothes back on. He helps me up, and I do the same before he grabs the blanket we were lying on and carries it to the stairs. We climb down and find Jeremy sitting against the wall.
“What’s wrong with you?” Royal asks.
“I can’t believe the party got moved twice now,” he huffs.
“You really pissed about the party?” I ask him.
“River, it’s the best fucking party of the year. Free drinks, free smoke, free pussy. Yes, I’m pissed.” Royal and I laugh now, and it’s the best sound in the world. I love hearing him laugh.
“Isn’t it tomorrow night?”
“Yeah, so what? A whole fucking night,” he complains as we laugh harder.
“Then I think you’ll live,” Royal tells him as he walks over and grabs the sleeping bag, tossing it out on the floor. He climbs in and motions for me to follow, which I do. I slide down inside of it and snuggle against him.
“This is where I always want you,” Royal whispers before pressing a kiss to the top of my head.
I close my eyes, and I easily drift off to sleep in his arms, just like every other night.