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"Say it, Pearl. Tell me where to touch you. Beg for me."
River places a kiss just above my belly button and then looks at me. There's a gleam in his eyes. It’s a mischievous spark that speaks of his confidence and control.
"River, please," I plead, my restraint crumbling. Every stroke of his hand fans the flames higher. My body trembles and burns with urgency. “Rub my clit. Put your cock in my pussy. Make me come. Please.”
"Good girl," he murmurs. His approval sends a fresh wave of desire coursing through me. I can feel moisture seeping from my pussy, spreading across the wet spot at the front of my panties.
River parts my thighs and touches the wet spot ever so gently. I almost come off the bed. I’ve been teased and tormented quite a bit, so I’m shaking, already on the edge.
He strips my panties down my legs and pushes my knees apart. He looks at me while he casually skims a finger against my pussy. When I shudder, he kisses my knee.
“You’re so sensitive, darlin.”
Parting my lips, he runs his fingertips around the entrance to my pussy. I stifle a moan and shift my hips toward him. He shows me his glistening fingertips, wet from my excitement. Then he rubs his fingertips against my lips.
My mouth opens and my tongue catches his fingers, tasting my own essence eagerly. He chuckles and pops his fingertips in his own mouth. His eyelids flutter closed.
“So fucking sweet,” he concludes. “I love your taste, Pearl.”
He uses his fingertips to find my clit. My intake of breath is sharp and sudden. He swirls lazy circles over my clit and watches me squirm.
“You want to come?” he asks.
I grit my teeth. “Please,” I pant.
“Close your eyes, baby.” My eyelids shut. All I can feel now is him circling my clit, picking up speed. If he doesn’t make me come in a second, I’m pretty sure I will actually die.
The world narrows to the heartbeat thundering in my ears. The heat of River's body against mine. The relentless movement of his hand. A deluge of sensation washes over me.
I'm drowning, sinking deeper into the abyss of desire with every calculated stroke. Or burning, destined to become cinder.
"Let go," he commands. His words are laced with a raw edge that leaves no room for doubt. "Surrender, Pearl."
And I do. I shatter the walls I've built, brick by painstaking brick, all my practicality crumbling under the weight of what I feel for him. What he does to my body.
It's terrifying and exhilarating. A freefall into the unknown.
I never want it to stop.
While my pussy is still spasming, he unzips his slacks and positions his big cock at my entrance. He pushes inside with one hard thrust. We both cry out.
“Fuck,” I whisper. I pull him down on top of me, rocking my hips.
He looks at me with such a reverent expression that it takes my breath away. “You’re fucking perfect, darlin. So fucking perfect.”
"River," I breathe out, a desperate chant.
He starts moving, thrusting my cock into my tight pussy. I mirror his movements. Our bodies sync up, a perfect rhythm that echoes the pounding in my chest. We move together in a seamless choreography of need and fulfillment.
"Look at me," he demands. Our eyes lock. There's a fierceness in his gaze. A reflection of the possessive desire that he feels.
He grabs one of my hips and moves his hips faster than a piston. Just looking at the way he brings our bodies together and hearing the slap of hips upon hips makes me groan.
Oh god, I’m going to come again.
My moans crescendo. They mingle with his low groans as we spiral upward, chasing sheer sensation. The air crackles with the energy we generate. Each gasp and shudder a testament to the power he wields over me.
"River, I'm—" The words dissolve on my tongue as the dam breaks.
