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The question hits me like a punch to the gut. Because yes, that's exactly what I want. I didn’t even know it until she suggested it. But my cock jumps in anticipation.
"Fuck yes," I breathe out, my hands tightening in her hair.
She's read my mind. Or maybe we're just that in sync. It's a dangerous thought, one that hints at more than just physical compatibility. But I quickly shove it aside for now.
There are more important matters at hand.
"What are we waiting for?" she asks. She stands up and moves toward me.
I'm fucking crazy about this girl. It's insane, really.
Pearl has lived in the same sleepy town as me for years. And somehow, we've only tangled sheets once before today. My mind races with questions.
But my body isn’t listening. It has a one-track agenda. Fucking Pearl is all I can focus on.
I spin her around so her ass hits the desk. Slipping my hand down her body, I rub her clit. She's already wet for me already.
A groan escapes my lips, deep and primal. I pop two fingers in my mouth and taste her on my fingers. I taste earth and the tart tang of cherries. She moans as soon as I touch her. Her fingers clasp my shirt.
God damn, she's the hottest thing I've ever known. She throws her head back. Right now, she's moaning my name like it's a prayer meant only for the confines of this room.
"River..." The way she says it, drawn out and breathy, sends shivers down my spine. She yanks at my shirt again. “Take this off. There can’t be anything between us.”
There’s a frantic moment where we both strip off clothing. Our lips seek and find each other. She slips her hand between us and pumps my cock a few times. I groan. Each movement sends sparks of pleasure shooting through me.
With every flick of her wrist, my restraint frays a little more. She notches my cock at her entrance, teasing me with the promise of what's to come. The tip of my cock is already wet from a moment of contact with her pussy.
I swear I can feel the heat of her pussy even without the final union of our bodies. I can feel the beat of my heart, urging me onward.
"Ready for you," she whispers, and those three words are all it takes.
"Fuck, Pearl..." The rest of my thoughts scatter.
I slide into her with a deliberate slowness. My heart hammers against my chest as if trying to keep pace with the thrusts I'm holding back. She's tight, hot, and every inch I gain is a test of self-control.
Pearl's legs wrap around me. She flexes her leg muscles, pulling my body against hers. A silent plea.
“Be patient, darlin,” I grit out.
"River..." Her voice is laced with a mixture of frustration and desire. I can feel her body encouraging me, urging me on. But still I go slow, letting her adjust to the fullness of my girth.
"God, if you don't start fucking me, I'm going to scream," she warns. Her eyes are blazing with that fiery spirit that drew me in from the moment I saw her.
Her words are the catalyst I need, shattering the last of my restraint. I lift her ass from the edge of the desk and splay her out so that her back is pressed flat against the cold wood. A stack of papers and a heavy chunk of metal that I use as a paperweight are knocked to the floor.
It only heightens the moment for me.
I begin to drive into her with a fervor that matches the pulse of my heart. My fingers find her clit, circling it, teasing it. I amplify single every sensation until her moans fill the room.
"More, River, don't stop," she gasps. Each word punctuated by the hard thrusts that I deliver again and again. The sound of our bodies coming together is a rhythm that sings of raw, unbridled passion.
The sight of her beneath me, all flushed skin and tousled hair, is enough to drive any man insane. But it's the way she looks at me, like I'm the one she's been waiting for.
That's what's got me spiraling.
"Fuck, you're so tight," I groan, my breaths coming out in heavy pants as I watch her beneath me.
"River," Pearl cries. The way she calls my name, all breathy and desperate, sends a shiver down my spine. "Please, I need you to?—"
