Chapter 20 #2
Tears leak from her eyes as she bobs her head up and down, taking me as far down her throat as she can manage. The way she watches me, how she massages my balls as her mouth moves in a maddening rhythm and taking charge is so goddamn sexy.
I’m teetering on the edge of falling apart underneath her when she releases me with a pop, her lips wet.
I breathe, “Please, baby. Fuck.”
“Hmmm,” she moans.
I don’t know if I can take much more of this. Every time I get close, she stops just to build me up and stop again. My body trembles, and sweat drips down my temple. My knuckles are white from gripping the sheets. And I ache. I need a release. Right. Now.
She descends again, with a fucking wink, continuing her assault.
Her finger glides down, and I tense. Her eyes lock with mine, calculating, while her beautiful swollen lips slide down then back up my shaft.
She releases me, stretching her arm out and reaching for the lube, then she squirts it on her finger.
What the fuck is going on?
Before I can even figure out what’s happening, she’s teasing my ass with her fingertip, slowly working her way in, while her tongue swirls around the tip of my cock.
It’s not comfortable, there’s a slight sting, but it doesn’t hurt.
I’ve never let anyone do this, never had the desire to, but it’s River, and I’ll let her do whatever the hell she wants.
She works a finger all the way in and curls it upward.
“Oh, Goddamn.”
I nearly come off the bed. Overstimulated. Hot. Panting. So. Fucking. Close.
“Baby . . . I’m . . . I can’t . . . Fuck,” I pant.
She removes me from her mouth long enough to say, “You can come now.”
And goddamn am I glad she finally gave me permission, because I don’t think I can hold back any longer.
“Oh, fuuuck,” I moan.
White heat flashes behind my lids as I explode in her mouth, coming harder than I ever have in my entire existence. My hips jerk up, my cock pulses with every wave, and my body twitches. I tremble, completely breathless and fucking wrecked, while she swallows. Every. Last. Drop.
Best goddamn blowjob of my fucking life.
My pulse beats erratically, and I try to catch my breath as she lifts from the bed and pops into the bathroom. A few minutes later, she comes back out, and climbs up my body, kissing her way up my chest.
I roll her over and move off the bed, grabbing her hips and tossing her over my shoulder.
“Carter. Put me down.”
My hand comes down on her ass, and the sound of the slap rings out.
“I’ve had enough. No more of this separate rooms bullshit. After that display of ownership, that shit’s over with. From now on, you sleep in my bed,” I growl, walking us down the hall and into my room where I drop her onto the bed.
I crawl over her, pinning her with my body, my arm braced beside her head. Leaning down, I take her lips between mine, tugging, licking, nipping. My tongue meets hers, and I pour everything into our kiss.
I begin to lift the hem of her shirt, but hesitate with a silent question in my eyes when it reaches just beneath her breasts.
She nods, lips parted, and lifts herself up so I can peel the fabric from her body.
Lying back down, her golden locks spill over my pillows.
And fuck she’s a sight, lying here in my bed, right where she belongs.
Her thighs tremble against mine in anticipation.
Trailing my fingertips down her body, I commit every curve of her soft skin and her silent gasps to memory, savoring every second.
I’ve waited for this woman for what feels like a lifetime.
“Every time I look at you, I lose my breath. I’ve never seen anyone so beautiful,” I whisper, leaning down to take her mouth again as I grind myself against the wet lace that separates me from her.
My lips trail from her chin all the way to her panties. I tear the sides, ripping them from her body, and toss the lace onto the floor. Spreading her out, I place a leg on each of my shoulders and run my nose along the apex of her thighs, inhaling.
Fuck, she smells so good.
“Ah,” she sighs, and her back arches as I swipe my tongue along her pussy. I’ve never tasted anything so sweet in my life. Fuck. She tastes so damn good.
“I’m gonna savor every fucking drop that comes from this pussy,” I say before flattening my tongue against her clit.
“Carter,” she gasps.
“That’s right, tell me who you belong to.”
Gripping the sheets with one hand, she threads her fingers through my hair with the other, pulling me closer, her hips lifting off the bed.
“Fuck, baby,” I breathe against her.
I tease her with soft flicks and slow sucks, moaning into her, letting the vibrations from my mouth pulse through her clit. She squirms, and I slide a hand up to hold her hip in place.
“Oh, my God, Carter.”
I love hearing my name from her lips, knowing I’m the one coaxing those little sighs and moans out of her.
I circle her clit with my tongue and suck the little bud into my mouth as I press two fingers inside her pussy.
She clamps down, and goddamn, I can only imagine how good she’s gonna feel wrapped around my cock. She’s close.
“Fall apart for me,” I breathe. “Fall apart right here. In our bed. Where you’ve always fucking belonged.”
She gasps, legs shaking, back bowing off the bed, and pussy contracting. Her eyes squeeze tight as an orgasm hits her, and mine don’t leave her as I work her through her climax, licking and sucking, until she’s completely spent.
Fucking beautiful.
She falls back onto the pillow, panting as I move up her body. Kissing every fucking inch. I take a nipple between my lips and tug, then move to the other one.
She gasps, “Oh, fuck.”
I skim my lips up her neck until they hover over hers. My tongue darts out, licking the seam of her mouth. She moans at the taste of herself when her tongue meets mine. I almost come apart right then. Running my fingers through her hair, I hold her eyes captive and slowly ease myself inside of her.
A gasp escapes her parted lips, her eyes flutter closed, and her legs coil around my waist as I sink all the way into her.
“Mmmm.”
“River.” Her name is both a whisper and a prayer.
Nothing has ever felt so good in my life.
She arches into me, and her lips dust across mine.
Cradling the back of her head, I press my forehead to hers and make love to my wife.
Our breaths are silent whispers against each other’s lips.
I thought I was in love with her before, but none of that compares to what I feel now.
End game. She’s my fucking Allie, and I, her Noah.
I’ll always chase her . . . to the ends of the earth if that’s how far she wants to run, and I’ll bring her back to me. Every. Damn. Time.
“Carter, I . . .”
Her unspoken words linger in the air between us.
I swallow her sweet moans as I thrust into her again and again in slow motion.
When I lean back, I see everything I feel for her staring straight back at me.
My hand slides under her back, holding her close as she comes undone underneath me, her nails digging into my back.
The sound of her breathy moans and the way she clings to me has me spilling into her.
My forehead presses against hers. “A lifetime with you will never be enough. My heart belongs to you. Always. Forever. Even after I’m gone, when my bones turn to dust, my soul will find its way back to you, and I’ll love you all over again.”
A tear trickles down her cheek. I kiss it away, tasting the salt on my lips.
Rolling onto my back, I pull her into my arms—her head on my chest—and stare down at her, combing my fingers through her hair until she falls asleep. Nothing in this world compares to this feeling. Nothing compares to her.