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"Fuck, yes," she hisses. I feel her tighten around me, a testament to the force of her pleasure. "More, River. Give me more."
"Anything for you," I swear.
The world becomes nothing but the cadence of our bodies. Our relentless tempo has us both spiraling into delirium. I'm thrusting my cock with a ferocity that's borderline primal. Every movement is engineered to stoke the flames licking at Pearl's core.
"More," she breathes out. Her nails are digging crescent moons into my back as if she's holding on for dear life. And maybe she is holding on. This moment where pleasure obliterates all else.
"Fuck, River..." Her voice shatters against the onslaught of sensations. Her pussy spasms. But I don’t slow down. And she just keeps urging me onward.
"Don't stop, don't you dare stop." There's a command in her plea that drives me wilder.
So I don't stop. I wouldn’t if I knew how to stop.
I'm a machine in human form now. I’m calibrated to her desires. Each movement of mine is designed to elicit that sweet sound of surrender from her lips. Her breath catches. She comes undone beneath me.
Once, twice… I lose count of the litany of climaxes that leave her breathless and quivering. I come so hard that I lose consciousness for a moment. All that exists is pleasure.
I’m being carried away by a river of gratification, into an ocean of carnal satisfaction. Only Pearl’s sweet voice can bring me back.
"River..." It’s a caress that somehow steadies the torrent within me. I cling to her, making a shelter for her out of my arms.
"Shh, I've got you.” I ride it out, letting it crash over me, through me. It is a few more moments until every last shudder wrings itself from my body.
Spent, we collapse into a tangle of limbs, too exhausted to do anything more than breathe. I pull her close. Our sweat-slicked skin sticks in the most intimate of embraces and the heat of the night doesn’t do anything to hinder the situation.
My cock remains nestled inside Pearl. It’s a silent vow of possession and surrender all at once.
"Stay," she whispers, half-asleep, her fingers tracing idle patterns across my chest.
"Wouldn't dream of leaving," I assure her.
Eventually, Pearl gets up and puts on her bathrobe. I mumble discontented sounds and she shushes me.
“I’m just going to get the mail. I’m waiting on a tax refund check. Just relax, I’ll be right back.”
She shoves her feet into her fluffy alien slippers and disappears. I hear the trailer door open. Less than a minute later, I hear her close it softly.
Pearl heads back into the bedroom, taking her bathrobe off while she studies a piece of mail. In the dim light, I watch carefully as she opens a cream-colored envelope.
She makes a strangled sound. “It’s a wedding invitation from Bishop. That slimy motherfucker.”
I sit up, motioning for her to hand me the invite. Scowling, I read the whole thing quickly. They have picked a Saturday a couple of months from now, and intend for everyone to wear formal black-tie.
“This sucks.” I set the invite on the bed. “It’s a pretty low blow to invite you.”
“Like I would be caught dead at their wedding.” She makes a face. “Ew, no way.”
I can see the tension in her face. Casually reaching out to the invite, I sweep in off the bed. Pearl gives me a funny look. “You know what?” I tell her. “Forget them. Who cares? We’re going to be too busy fucking to give two shits.”
She snorts. “How eloquent.”
“It’s the truth, darlin’.”
There is a moment of silence that stretches between us, and hangs like a spider’s gossamer web. Then she purses her lips, picking at the duvet cover. “Do you think we’ll still be… together… in two months?”
When she looks up, I can tell from the look on her face that I need to tread carefully. I wonder if she has any idea
“I hope so.” I shrug. “I can’t see the future. But if I have any say in the matter, we will.”
