Page 46 of Don’t Be A Stranger

My head shakes abruptly. The idea of now having to come without River is sickening.

“Please River,” I blurt. “Please I’ll let you do anything to me, just get your ass in here.”

“Anything?” he asks, smug.

“Yes.”

I keep pumping my fingers into myself, listening to River’s heavy breathing. At this point, nothing is stopping me from storming into the living room and sinking down onto him myself. Nothing but the sweet, delicious sound of River finally saying, “I’ll be right there.”

Fifteen

Summer

Once River is in the room, he doesn’t waste time locking the door and storming over to me, pressing his lips roughly to mine. He pulls me by my thighs to the edge of the bed before dropping to the floor and burying his face between my legs.

My back arches off the bed and I fight the urge to close my legs around his head. River holds my legs open, his tongue lapping around me like he has to taste how turned on I am for himself.

“Anything I want, huh?” he mumbles against me, gently nipping at the tender skin.

“That’s what I said, isn’t it?” I argue because yes, this man can do whatever the hell he wants with me and I’d say “please” and “thank you” tenfold.

“You can always say no.” River finally pulls away from me but continues to massage my thighs.

I sit up on my elbows at his hesitation, my eyes narrowed in his direction. It’s dark in the room, the only source of light being the moonlight from behind the cheap curtains, but I can see the furrow in River’s eyebrows and the gnawing of his lip.

“What is it?” I ask. “You can tell me anything, promise.”

River swallows then nods his head and begins kissing back up my thighs, almost like he’s trying to break something gently to me. What could possibly have him so nervous?

“I want to fuck you…in the ass.”

Oh.

I’ve never done that before. Not that I haven’t thought about it. I just haven’t been with anyone I trusted enough to do that with. A boyfriend I had before Savannah came close, but then I found out he had a girlfriend and I was the other woman, so to say I didn’t necessarily trust him with something like this would be an understatement.

“Do you have lube?” I ask because honestly that’s the only thing standing between River and this fantasy.

River’s eyes widen but he quickly nods, his attention perked up. It makes me want to pull him in and tell him I trust him with my life. Of course I’d trust him with this.

“I’ve never done that before, but I want to try…with you,” I admit.

A moan reverberates from the back of River’s throat as he places chaste pecks on my thighs before pulling away and digging through his bedside table. I crawl backward to the center of the bed, flipping onto my stomach and waiting patiently.

I can feel my heart hammering in my chest but I want this with River. Part of my nerves comes from the anticipation of what it’ll feel like. I’ve heard stories from friends and they’ve all told me it feels strangely good. Not at first but the slower you go, the better.

I lurch forward a bit when I feel the cold, slickness of the lube that River lathers where we need it. I glance back just in time to see him wince, his movements coming to a halt.

“Sorry,” he apologizes.

I simply chuckle. “It’s okay, just warn a girl next time.”

Everything seems to stop for a moment as River gently nudges a finger into the unfamiliar space. My whole body tenses, not expecting it to feel this off. I knew it’d take getting used to, I just didn’t think it’d feel so foreign.

“Want me to stop?” River asks, pulling his hand away.

“No.” I shake my head, readjusting my upper body on my elbows and taking a deep breath. “No, I just need you to go slower.”

River does as I ask, trying again, his finger slippery and prodding. My breath hitches but River gently coaxes me to relax, and I do so by remembering that this is River and he’d never do anything I didn’t want. Would never push me too far. I could tell him to stop right now and he would, no questions asked. Which is why I take a deep, shaky breath, allowing River to slip in deeper until he’s settling against me.