Chapter 29 #3
River only dove back at my mouth, kissing me like he couldn’t breathe without me.
His fingers stroked against me, hitting that perfect spot inside me without any trouble at all.
I let out a squeak as he thrust his hand against me a little harder than before, almost like he was trying to force a quicker orgasm out of me. The sensation was almost too much.
“I’m sorry,” he pulled back, his voice breathless. “I’m sorry, did I hurt you? I can slow down–”
“No,” I whimpered, clamping my hands around the back of his neck again. “No. Don’t stop now, please.”
His lips twitched like he wanted to smirk, and I so desperately wanted to see it.
I wanted to see every facial expression possible on this man.
I wanted to see his smugness, his irritation, frustration…
his hunger. Hunger for me. He’d be at my mercy next, just as soon as I came on his fingers. I’d have him on his knees.
His hand flexed on the back of my neck before he pulled me back to him, his mouth chasing mine while his fingers went back to ruining my life.
His thumb rolled back and forth over my clit, sending another shockwave down my spine, and I got the faintest feeling that…
he hadn’t done this before. He wasn’t moving with expert precision the way former fuckboy Aiden had, or the smug surety of a man like Rafe who just intuitively knew what he was doing, but…
My eyes cracked open as River ran his lips along my jaw, and I realized his eyes were on me. He watched my every move, every expression, but it wasn’t just because he was trying to learn my movements.
Holy shit. Had he never done this before?
He was doing a really good fucking job.
“River,” I panted against his cheek while he nipped at my ear. “I’m gonna–”
“Yeah?” His deep voice raised slightly at the end of the word, taunting me. I shuddered. “You’re gonna what?”
My eyes rolled back in my head. Usually, a tone like that would’ve triggered an angry response from me – some snarky words or narrowed eyes, but hearing it while on the edge of an orgasm?
I came. Hard.
I cried out, my eyes rolling back in my head as I gave over completely to the sensation enveloping my entire body.
Each wave hit me harder than the last in a never-ending pulse of ecstasy.
I could barely breathe. His fingers withdrew from me slowly and I gasped, grabbing his wrist to hold him inside me just a little longer, longing for more of him to fill me.
I blinked several times as he finally pulled away, my vision blurred.
River’s blue eyes were intent on mine as he sucked his fingers into his mouth, then they fluttered shut with a groan.
“Fuck,” I breathed, my body still reeling.
I cupped his face in my hands, then pulled him back down to me, sucking in a breath just before River’s lips landed on mine once again, the ghost of my taste on his tongue.
He was hesitant at first, further fueling my virgin theory, but his confidence grew quickly.
We weren’t done yet.
His hands tightened on my jaw, and he moaned into the next kiss, forcing his tongue against mine hungrily.
I let him in, licking across his lips with a need I’d never felt before.
Chest to chest, our bodies were practically fused together as my nails dug into the skin of his wrists, but he didn’t care.
He only pushed against me harder, pressing my back more firmly into the tree trunk behind me.
Fuck, even through my intense soreness, I really hoped I was finally about to get fucked up against a tree.
I whimpered as River pulled back slightly, moving his lips to my jaw, then my neck. I breathed out heavily, sending a puff of fog into the air.
“River,” I whispered, moaning again when one of his hands brushed over my breast.
“Fuck, keep saying my name like that,” he breathed as he nipped at my neck.
I whimpered, then adjusted my stance, spreading my legs as he slid his thigh between them. I barely rolled against him, still so incredibly sensitive but ready to go again. I shuddered when he let out a pained sound against my neck.
“Skye,” he whispered, then groaned as I ran my hand along his zipper.
I froze, then ran my hand over him again.
Holy shit.
River was huge.
I needed to see this dick immediately.
I ignored the flare of pain that shot through my core as I imagined how much a cock this big would hurt right now. River breathed a laugh as I pulled back from him, frantically fighting with his zipper while he seemed to be…smelling my hair?
River’s zipper was loud in the silence of the snow, and suddenly, it was as if a switch had flipped. The loud zipper seemed to bring River out of some type of haze. He pushed back from me abruptly, doubling over and breathing heavily while re-buckling his belt.
“What?” I breathed. “What happened?’
River shook his head, keeping his gaze lowered.
“I have to go.”
“What? Why? We can slow down–”
“No. That was…that was a mistake.”
I laughed in disbelief. “No, it wasn’t. Come back.”
River shook his head, backing away from me. “No, Skye. This can’t happen again.”
“Shut up, River.” I growled. “Come back here.”
I reached out for him, and he shook his head, then–
River…fucking teleported?!