Page 59 of What I Needed

Barely.

River:

C’mere.

Me:

Absolutely not.

River:

Please.

Me:

Not a chance. Goodnight.

I returned my phone to the bedside table, turned away from it, and closed my eyes. I was exhausted, so sleep came easily and quickly. It didn’t feel like I’d been asleep very long before I drifted into dreamland. River’s head was between my thighs, and he feasted on my center as if he hadn’t eaten in days.

“Mmm,” I moaned, opening my legs wider and pressing the back of his head with my hand.

This dream felt so real, I didn’t want to wake up. Tremors moved through my body as River’s tongue tickled my clit, and his fingers dipped in and out of my wet hole. I fought my climax because I didn’t want this dream to end, but eventually, I lost the battle.

“Oh God! Oh my God!” I screamed.

Suddenly, a hand went over my mouth, and my eyes popped open. I didn’t have enough time to react to the realization that I wasn’t dreaming at all, because the dam broke, and my orgasm took over.

With his hand still over my mouth, River moved up my body, tucking his free arm behind my knee and bringing it up with him. When his face hovered above mine, he whispered, “You have to be quiet if you don’t want them to hear you.”

I tried to go to sleep, but Erissa’s scent still lingered in my pillows, making it hard to stop the flashbacks from last night. After ten minutes of torture, I gave up and crept into her room.

A part of me hoped she’d be awake, trying not to think about me, but she was sleeping pretty damn well. I went to the foot of the bed and slipped underneath the comforter.

I slowly opened her legs, pushed her loose-fitting pajama shorts to the side, and latched onto her pussy. It only took her a second to get with the program, and she opened her legs wider, then pressed my head into her pussy.

When she came, her screams were loud enough to wake our guests, so I covered her mouth. Her body tensed as I moved on top of her, and I needed her to relax.

“You have to be quiet if you don’t want them to hear you,” I whispered.

A sliver of light coming through the blinds allowed me to see a glimpse of her face as she nodded. I slowly removed my hand from her mouth while easing my dick into her pussy. She was tight, wet, and felt better than she did last night and this morning.

I closed my eyes, stifling a groan as I slowly stroked, pulling out to the tip before slamming deep inside. Her pussy had been on my mind all day, and it took some effort to think about anything else. If I’d been forced to wait until Monday to experience Erissa again, I wouldn’t have made it.

“Fuck, baby. I love how you take this dick,” I whispered.

“River, please.”

“Please, what, baby? Why are you begging me?”

“I need to scream.”

“You can’t do that, beautiful.”

“Shit. It feels too good. Oh, God. I need to⁠—”

I covered her mouth with mine, slipping my tongue inside in an attempt to keep her quiet. As we kissed, she moaned into my mouth with each stroke I delivered. Her pussy pulsed around me, soaking my dick and pulling my nut from my soul simultaneously.

Our climaxes crashed, causing sensations I’d never felt before to buzz through my body. I had no idea what the fuck was happening, but it was something I didn’t want to stop.