46. Huntley
Chapter Forty-Six
HUNTLEY
River took my breath away.
Those white cotton panties and bra that she probably thought were plain were the sexiest things I’d ever seen in my life.
Because they were on her .
I almost swallowed my tongue and was barely able to speak as she stood before me, almost naked, and then had the strength to ask me for what she wanted.
And that was me.
Meaning every word about taking care of and cherishing her, I’d fought down the desire barreling through me to make love to my woman right that second. I needed to go slow; to show her how much I loved her.
Now, there she was lying naked before me on full display, every inch of her as magnificent as the next. Her scars broke my heart as I placed my lips on each one, but they also reminded me of who River was and all she’d overcome.
With my body hovering over hers, I needed to hear the words one more time. Never in my life would I want to scare or hurt the woman who was the other part of my soul .
“You sure?” I asked again like a broken record.
Her eyes twinkled and a soft smile crossed her features before she said, “Yes, make love to me.”
This was the single most important moment of my life so far and my pulse skyrocketed as my arms began to shake. I’d dreamed of making River mine in every way and she was gracing me with a gift she’d never given anyone else.
I wasn’t going to fuck this up.
“My warrior,” I whispered before dropping to one elbow and using my other to cup the side of her head before capturing her sweet lips.
Her tongue came out to meet mine, moving around each other passionately and sensually like two people dancing the Salsa. We were perfectly in sync and the feeling was dynamic.
I ran my free hand down the side of her breast and skimmed my thumb across her hardened peak before breaking the kiss and moving my mouth to the spot seeking more attention. My lips latched on to her rose-colored nipple and she arched her back, letting out a mewling sound.
“So responsive, baby.”
My cock poked her belly, so hard I could pound nails, but she didn’t seem scared, so I ignored my throbbing member and continued to ravish my girl.
Lick. Swirl. Suck.
I paid homage to one perfect tit and then the other as my palm slid down her creamy, smooth thigh and my fingers buried themselves into her soft curls. She squeaked as I cupped her sex, but then arched again into my waiting hand.
Fuck, I needed to taste her.
With that need driving me, I mapped her body with love as I moved, so my head was between her legs. She locked her knees against the sides of my head.
“Huntley?”
“Trust me, baby,” I whispered, reassuring her .
When I felt her body relax and her knees fall slightly open, I placed my palms on her inner thighs, sliding them open wider and spreading them apart to make way for my starving mouth.
Her trust in me meant the world.
I brushed my nose in those soft curls I’d just had my hand in seconds before and inhaled before parting her folds with my finger and latching onto her clit. A scream, not of terror, but of ecstasy ripped from River’s lungs and she thrust herself into my mouth.
Her fingers gripped the short strands of my hair, her nails digging into my scalp as her legs began to tremble. I repeated my actions from before when my tongue was on her nipples.
Lick. Swirl. Suck.
And my girl detonated, her orgasm shaking her body like a bomb had just exploded as her release coated my tongue. I worked her through the aftermath, bringing her down from her high.
The grip she had on my head relaxed. But it wasn’t over yet. My body was wound tight and my cock was begging for the same release. I slid up her body and grabbed the condom that was beside her head, sheathing myself.
Lazy, satisfied eyes met mine as I positioned myself between the vee of her thighs. My balls tightened in anticipation as the head of my shaft poked her entrance.
“I’m not afraid. Please make love to me,” she whispered in reply, her eyes full of love and honestly.
Grasping my dick in my hand, I rubbed it in a circle against her tender flesh and my cock jumped against her opening. Slowly, I pressed the head into her heat, watching for any sign that I was hurting her. My thumb rubbed her clit as I slid a little farther in.
River’s eyes closed as her breathing picked up, along with my own .
“Baby, am I hurting you?”
Her silky, black hair swooshed back and forth as her head thrashed side to side against the pillow. Before I could tell her to use her words, they were coming out in pants.
“Just do it, please. I need to feel all of you.”
Sweat dripped down the side of my face as I fought for control. She may be begging, but I still needed to go slow.
Taking my time, I strummed her clit over and over like the strings on a guitar while I slowly worked my shaft into her waiting heat. Her eyes popped open, a pinch of pain in her gorgeous gaze, and I froze.
“No!” she shouted. She reached down, grabbing my dick in her hand and thrust up with her hips, burying me to the hilt in her heaven.
“Move!” she demanded, and I couldn’t help but chuckle.
“Just move.” She thrust up again. “I need you to move.”
Not able to deny this woman a thing, I said, “I'll give you anything you want.”
And I began to move, in and out of her, one slow thrust at a time. Her channel hugged my cock in a vise grip, the walls of her sex pulsing around me and I wasn’t sure if I could hang on.
She felt so fucking good. I grabbed one of her legs, sliding it up and around me to change the angle; then pistoned in and out of her as we raced to the finish line.
But my girl had to win.
“Come for me, sweetheart. Let go.”
Her gaze locked on mine, never wavering as she argued, “No. We go together. You and me. I need to do this with you this time.”
When I nodded, River gave me a wicked smile before saying, “Use your words.”
Laughter burst out of me and then I settled .
“Together,” I said softly, leaning down and giving her a soft kiss before beginning to move again.
River met me thrust for thrust, my balls tightening as our bodies moved together in one fluid motion. Her moans fueled me on and my heart was going a hundred miles an hour as we both roared over the finish line together.
“Sweetheart, you okay?”
River lay spent in my arms, unmoving.
Her eyes fluttered open, unshed tears gathering in them as her spellbinding violet gaze reached deep into my soul.
“Better than okay.”
She ran the heel of her foot up my leg and my cock stirred to life once again. I’d already gotten up and rid myself of the condom before dropping back to bed and pulling my girl into my embrace. I’d tried spooning her from behind, but she insisted on us facing one another.
That was fine by me, I could look at her all day and night. If I never had to take my eyes off her again, I’d be a happy man, but I knew that was unrealistic even if it did sound damn good.
“I didn’t know,” River said softly.
Running my thumb tenderly across her cheek, I asked, “Didn’t know what, sweetheart?”
She licked her lip as her foot made another path up my thigh. “I didn’t know it could be so beautiful.” Those tears spilled over, trickling down her cheeks. “You slayed my demons and showed me love in a way nobody ever has.”
After moving my hand to her chest, I placed my palm over her rapidly beating heart. “ You slayed your demons. You are a warrior. And I will be thankful every day for the rest of my life you’re mine. ”
When she started to shake her head and open her mouth to deny it—still unbelieving fully that she was her own hero—I placed my finger over her lips.
“You are the strongest person I know. I love you so damn much, sweetheart.”
Once again she dragged her foot up my leg but this time her tongue darted out, the tip swiping against my finger. My dick twitched and a deep groan rumbled in my chest.
“Show me again how much you love me.”
Shit she was making this hard. “You need to rest and you’re probably already gonna be sore.”
Her lower lip jutted out in a cute little pout.
“Plus, I need to hold you.”
She let out a sigh, but I could see her relenting. My girl was tired, it showed in her dropping gaze.
“Okay,” she said as she snuggled closer to my chest.
I feathered a sweet kiss across her lips and grinned when her eyes closed. I’d been right, she needed to sleep. I wrapped my arm across her middle and stared at the love of my life.
“Are we gonna set a date now?” I whispered.
Those pretty eyes popped open and a dazzling smile appeared. “Yeah. I’m ready when you are.”
I slipped my hand into her glossy, black hair, and ran my hands through it. She hummed in pleasure and her lids slid closed once again.
“How’s tomorrow?” I semi-teased.
If it was possible, I’d do it in a heartbeat.
Laying boneless and half asleep, she murmured, “Sounds good.”
In the next second, small puffs of air slid past her flawless-pink lips and the daintiest of snores trickled out of her small body.
She was fucking perfect.