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"River..." His name is a prayer on my lips. It’s a plea for something I can't quite define.
"Shh," he soothes. He cups my cheek, rubbing his thumb lightly over my lips. My mouth opens and I have the damnedest time keeping my eyes open.
Between my legs, a thrill of excitement makes me press my thighs together.
A kiss, hot and searing, lands on my lips. I kiss River back as the world tilts on its axis. Our mouths move together. Every brush of his lips feels like magic against my ever so sensitive, bee-stung lips.
My hands roam across the broad expanse of his back. They trace the muscles that ripple beneath his shirt. I feel can River; his solid presence presses against the softness of my own form. He groans, opening his mouth more. He only kisses me with a greater fervor. He is touch ignites lines of flame as her strokes his hands along my waist. I suspect the fires will never fully be extinguished.
Not while we are both alive and sucking each other in with every breath.
"God, Pearl," he groans against my mouth. “My little wife.”
I revel in the sound of the word, roughened by desire from his throat. My little wife. His words give me chills and tear a demand from my lips.
We tear each other’s clothing off, clawing, unable to stop kissing for long enough to properly undress. His touch slows at my bra and panties. He takes them off with careful, respectful grace.
I don’t want that, though. I’m not just the mother of River’s child. I’m his wife. I want to embody that, to take that meaty bone and suck it down to the marrow.
“You won’t break me, baby,” I tell him. I take one of his hands and grab my right breast hard. “I promise that I’ll say something if I can’t handle anything you give me.”
River’s sapphire gaze studies me. “Are you sure?”
"Trust me. Trust yourself," I whisper back.
He nods silently. “I’ll try.”
That makes me kiss him again. The salt air is thick with tension and the moon bears silent witness to our naked lust. It’s been too long since we have touched with the actual intention of making each other burn. The most we have done in this vein is to masturbate next to each other before collapsing in a pile of exhausted limbs.
But not today. This moment is all about reconnecting and rekindling the fire that always lays smoldering between us, ready to burst into full-fledged flames at any second.
He pushes me down on my knees with no gentleness. I suck in a breath.
“River, I’m always so hungry for you. Do you think it will always be this way?”
His face creases in a faint smile. “I think it will be, darlin.”
My knees sink into the blankets River has spread out, their texture rough against my skin, grounding me in this moment of surrender. He stands before me. He looks like an Adonis backlit by the dim lights spilling out from the beach house. His chest heaves with anticipation and his burning eyes lock onto mine.
"Show me what you can do, Pearl," River's voice is a low growl. It is laced with the husky timbre of lust that sends ripples of pleasure down my spine.
His words aren’t just a request. They're a gauntlet that he lies down before me.
Eager to rise to the challenge, I reach for him. My fingers curl around his heat. The power I wield in this act sends a thrill spiraling through me. I look up at him, seeking permission in his gaze. In it, find nothing but dark, unbridled yearning staring back at me.
God damn, he’s fucking sexy. And he’s only interested in me.
How did I ever get so lucky?
"Please, Pearl," he utters.
Nothing more, nothing less. His words sink into my soul and brand me.
I take his thick cock into my mouth. The taste of him is still as intoxicating as the finest wine. Or cinnamon whiskey, if you’re an afficionado.
I explore, experiment, and tease. My tongue laves his length and my body aches faintly. Sucking his dick is the prelude to pleasure for me. Doing it well is a particular point of pride.
It’s a skill I have kept on call for the last few weeks when I have felt too tired from staying up with our newborn to want to be touched. River is still every bit as horny as he was before the baby came and sometimes I feel like rewarding him for trying to keep things romantic between us.
