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I want to believe him.

"Are you sure?" My voice is a fragile whisper.

"Absolutely." There's no hesitation in his reply, only certainty.

God, the love burning bright in his eyes right this moment takes my breath away.

With that thought, my anxieties wane. I move again, slowly rocking my hips at first. He meets each rock with a thrust of his own.

"Let them watch," I pant, a rebellious spark igniting within me.

River's response is a low chuckle and is rich with approval. "That's my girl."

River slips his fingers down between our bodies and finds my clit. He moves his fingertips in quick circles, sending rivulets of heat spiraling through my core. His eyes lock onto mine, a mischievous glint playing within their depths. It’s as if he knows exactly which strings to pull to orchestrate the melody of my arousal.

"Let go, Pearl," he murmurs, his voice a velvet command that vibrates through me. "Give it to me."

I surrender to the crescendo building within me. It’s fueled by River's knowing touch. He knows me. He knows how to give my body pleasure. The edge blurs. There’s just my silted breath, just his touch, just the pulse of need throbbing between us.

The pleasure peaks, crashing over me like the waves against the shore. A cry escapes my lips, uninhibited and raw. River smirks. It’s a testament to the ecstasy that he draws out of me with such ease. Then he bites his lip and lets go. He thrusts a few final times before his breath catches. I grip his waist as he comes. I feel his cock pulse inside of me, no doubt releasing thick streams of milky white cum deep inside my pussy.

I groan with satisfaction at the feel of everything ending as it should. We belong together. I rock my hips gently, keeping River seated inside my pussy.

As the intensity of my release ebbs, the figures drift away, mere ghosts against the vast canvas of the beach. River and I, still entwined on our blanket-covered sanctuary, share a knowing smile. It's one of those smiles that speaks volumes, a shared secret that wraps around us, reinforcing the bond that has grown stronger with each stolen moment.

"Seems we've gone unnoticed," he teases, his chest rumbling with laughter against mine.

"Good," I reply, my breath still catching in my throat. "Because I wasn't quite ready to share you with the world."

River's arms wrap around me, pulling me flush against the solid wall of his chest. The warmth of his bare skin radiates through the thin fabric of my dress, sending a wave of comfort and desire coursing through me.

"You," he murmurs, his lips brushing against the crown of my head. "Are absolutely perfect, darlin’."

I laugh. It’s a light, airy sound that floats on the air. "Perfect, huh? That's a dangerous word."

"Only if it isn't true." His hands glide down my back, tracing the curve of my spine with gentle reverence. "I know that you are. If we had an audience, they would know it, too."

"River!" I swat at him playfully. The absurdity of the idea sends another ripple of laughter between us.

"Only kidding. I mean, unless you're into that." His voice is thick with amusement. I can feel his stubble against my cheek when he laughs.

"Let's stick to our own private world for now."

“I would complain, but that means I still get to fuck you, so…” He pulls a face. “You won’t hear a word out of me.”

“Oh, is that right?” I laugh and kiss him.

"Let's stay like this forever," he murmurs.

"Forever sounds perfect," I agree.

Forty-Eight

Birdie

The next day

Istroll into Savage Pizza, my heartbeat already pounding. See, I’m going to ask famous baseball player Rex Bennett for an exclusive, in-depth article where I shadow him for a few weeks.

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