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If I have thing my way, we will be together indefinitely. Not really forever. Just… longer. I need more time with her, pregnant or not. I think my feelings for Pearl have grown into something stronger than just a fake fiancé fling.
Her face is disappointed though, as if I’ve said the wrong thing. I don’t know exactly how to fix it. So I draw her closer, tip her head back, and kiss her.
Thirty
Pearl
Iwake up with the sun already slanting through the blinds and throwing crazy stripes across our sleeping forms. River is lying on his stomach beside me, feet hanging off of the bed, breathing so deeply that he's almost snoring.
I turn on my side and burrow under the covers. I watch the rise and fall of his broad, muscular back. River is a work of art. There's absolutely no denying it.
Even if I didn't have a single feeling for him, that much would still be true.
I watch him for a minute more. There is some far-off possibility that I could just go back to sleep.
I deserve a day off, right?
But then the never-ending list of chores pops into my head. There will be trailers and cabins to turn over, like always. And I've learned from past mistakes that neglecting my chores causes them to pile up so high that it takes me a week to dig myself out again.
Throwing back the covers, I sit up and rub my face.
One day of laziness will end up being more stress for me than it's worth.
I slip from the bed, grab my towel, and head for a quick shower. The hot water feels nice for two minutes, then the water heater starts to run low. After that, it's a mad dash to get out of the shower again.
Wrapping myself in a towel, I step into the kitchen to start perking some coffee in the ancient coffee maker that came with the trailer. Usually I skip caffeine early in the morning, but today seems like I will need some coffee to get through it.
When I head back into the bedroom, River is sitting up against the headboard. He's looking at something on his phone, and the blanket is draped very casually over his thighs.
I stop and allow myself a moment to stare at the carven marble statue that I'm sleeping with. Every inch of him is perfect, hardened muscle and jutting bone. There's nothing soft about this man.
He looks up, a perfect little smirk perched on his lips. "Come here."
My heart skips a beat. Grinning at his command, I walk around to his side of the bed. River grunts, strips off my towel, and slides a hand around my waist. I sputter a laugh. He sits on the side of the bed, his legs spread, and pulls me inexorably closer.
"Your nipples look so fucking delicious. I think I'll die if I don't devour them."
I bite my lip and press my thighs together as River bends his head and runs the tip of his tongue over one nipple. I groan as it pebbles under his attention. "More." I put a curve into my back, pressing my breast closer to his lips. "Suck it harder, baby."
River grabs me by the waist and pulls me down on top of him, where he proceeds to lick and suck at my nipples while thrusting his hard cock between our bodies. I reach down and position his cock just outside my already damp pussy. He groans and thrusts, a shallow motion, and we both release guttural sounds.
"Fuck, baby." I grip his shoulders, holding myself up as he drives his cock deep into my pussy. He sucks on my nipples, biting them gently. My eyes roll up in my head, and for a moment I'm lost in the sensation. His thrusts grow frenzied as I moan. I'm already about to come and he's only been buried to the hilt for thirty seconds. Sitting on top of him, I feel every fucking inch of his cock stretching out my hot, wet pussy. That, combined with the feeling of his tongue as he laves my nipple, makes me lose control.
"Fuck, fuck, River!" I cry.
"Come for me, darlin’. I want to feel you come on my cock."
He speeds up his thrusts and my hips work hard to keep pace with him. He grabs my hips and hammers into me at a blinding pace. I have a moment where I'm not sure where I stop and he begins, where he is everywhere I desperately need him to be. My eyes close for a second as I peak. River is right behind me, his cock pumping in and out of my pussy. I seize up, my pussy clenching his cock with a death grip as I throw my head back and cry out.
I can feel his cock spurting deep inside my pussy, the jets of hot semen seeming to go on and on. I want to keep going but I can't because my arms are shaking from the effort to hold myself up. I collapse and River slows his thrusts, his arms wrapping around me to cradle me.
He kisses me tenderly, unable to do anything but pull in the next desperate gulp of air.
I have a moment of pure, clear vision.
I love this man.
Deeply, madly. I know it is a bad idea. I know that it will probably only bring me heartache. But fuck, I can't help it.
