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More promises I was a fool to make, but it didn’t mean that it wasn’t true. I was going to lift this girl up high.
Adore her.
Worship her.
Show her the perfection that she was.
Her chest arched from the couch when I dove in again, this time lapping and sucking, stroking my tongue through her pussy.
I moved to spread her lips so I could get better access to her clit. I swirled my tongue around it.
Charleigh was instantly losing her mind, squirming and thrashing as she tried to get closer.
I had to wind my arms under her legs and hold her by the thighs to keep her seated as her body sought to rise toward the sky.
And my name was chanting from her mouth, “River. River. River.”
Licking her in long, hard strokes, I let go of her leg and brought my fingers to her cunt.
I shoved two deep inside the hot well of her body.
She arched as pleasure twined her in a bow.
I could feel it gather in every one of her muscles. The way ecstasy was knitting through her, building to become something so powerful she wasn’t ever going to be the same.
The threat of rapture rasped from her mouth, air jutting from her lungs and those nails digging into my flesh.
I liked rough, and I wasn’t going to mind a bit if this girl tore me apart.
I stroked deep and hard, tongue lapping in time. My cock strained as I listened to all the desperate sounds she was making. Couldn’t wait to get inside her. Wreck her the way I’d promised, the kind of wrecking she was going to be begging me to do again and again.
I coiled her so tight that I could feel the second before she split. Every nerve ending in her body zapped and flickered with the coming of bliss.
“Want to feel you come on my tongue and around my fingers. Then the next time, I’m going to feel you come around my cock.”
I grumbled it against her clit before I started to lick.
That was all it took, and my girl was going off. My name ripped up her throat as she came, her body fully arching, rapture so full I thought she just might levitate.
Pleasure streaked across her flesh, a bright glow that spread with the ecstasy shooting through her body.
Her walls throbbed around my fingers and her cum spilled across my tongue.
I ate it up.
Her sounds and her heat and her spirit that I could feel reaching out for me.
“River, oh God, River.”
Barriers stripped, no walls left.
Like she was offering me her loneliness. Offering me her fears. Asking me to own all the parts of her that had become too burdensome to hold.
And I wanted it.
I wanted her good and her bad and her everything in between, and I knew that made me nothing but a bastard because she didn’t have the first clue who I really was. She hadn’t heeded the warnings I’d given her because her mind and heart were too good to endeavor that far into depravity.
Toorightto fathom that type of immorality.
