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Page 28 of Osamu Dazai's Entrance Exam (Bungo Stray Dogs 1)

He laid her down on the dining room table. His mouth traveled down her neck and she turned her head so he could have more of her. His hands ran over her torso, stopping at her breast. As his hand gripped them, she arched into the feeling. “Are you sure, sweetheart? Really sure?”

She was right there on the cusp when he leaned away, leaving her panting wanting more. “Yes.” Licking her suddenly dry lips, she watched as he slipped out of his suit jacket and tossed it aside. Then River watched him unbutton his dress shirt. “Slowly,” she panted. She wanted to enjoy every second of them together. He pulled at the shirt, loosening it from his slacks, and let it hang open, his eyes never leaving hers.

Riot’s hands gripped her legs, yanking her towards him, her legs spread wide for him. Bending over, he ran his tongue along the inside of her knee all the way to the seam of her thigh, placing a kiss. She moved up her body, thinking the dress needed to go.

“How expensive is this dress?”

“Very?”

“I’ll buy you a new one.”

River was shocked as he gripped the plunging neckline and tore the dress in half.

“Now, that’s much, much, better.” Leaning back, Riot admired the beautiful women lying before him. He remembered every inch of her body, knew what made her purr like a kitten. “Sweetheart, last chance.”

“Yes.” Her voice came out more needy than she intended. Fuck it, she had waited seven years to feel his touch again. There would be no hiding each and every emotion she went through tonight. She watched his hands unbutton the black crisp dress shirt as he rolled his shoulders, taking it off. River was sure she would self-combust just looking at him. Every inch of his torso was lean muscle. Her eyes tracked the “V” as it dipped, disappearing beneath his dress pants.

It had to be a sin to tease and tempt a woman with such a gorgeous body. She felt like they stayed like that for hours, their eyes roaming over each other. She swallowed the lump in her throat as she worried if he was changing his mind.

That evil monster called Insecurity crept up and sat on her shoulder as she wondered if maybe she wasn’t what he liked anymore. Her hands reached for the pieces of dress to cover herself. River heard him tsk. When her eyes snapped open, and she started at Riot as his hands moved over hers, taking the fabric with them.

“Don’t, I like the view.”

“I do too.”

They both had changed. She had grown from a girl to a woman without him being around. He had struggled to keep his feet on the ground. His body was different now as well, but not in the beautiful way hers was. The scars had faded some, but they were still there.

She watched with hooded eyes as he removed his shirt, tossing it on the table. His hands unbuckled his belt, and he smiled as she squirmed. Damn how he had missed her.

“You want it, baby?”

“Yes.”

“I don’t think you do.” He stopped unbuckling the belt.

“You know I want it.” River bit her cheek to stop from smiling. She had missed his playful side.

Riot smiled at her as he unfastened his slacks, his cock ready to be released. He took it in his hand and stroked it so River could watch him, the head already covered in pearl droplets. His fingers smeared them over it while River watched. His free hand reached between her thighs, rubbing along her damp panties. “Mmmm, I love that feeling. You’re wet for me.”

Damn she had forgotten how impressive the man was. “You’re a tease, Meniere.” She wiggled against his fingers.

Riot pushed the panties to the side so his fingers could dip into that wet heat. “Fuck baby, you’re tight.” River bucked a little as he shoved two fingers into her. It had been too damn long. His cock throbbed as he stroked it faster. “Sweetheart. We may need to take this slow.” But slow was not in his vocabulary at the moment. He wanted hard and fast the sound of pounding flesh against flesh, he wanted her screams and moans as he pushed her over the fucking edge.

“Please, Riot, I’m begging you.”

He stopped long enough to yank her to the edge of the table and drove into her hard and fast. He pounded as she cried out, the throbbing in his cock as he fucked her pounded in his ears. Riot wanted more of her. He wanted to not just fuck her—he wanted to own every fucking inch of her. She wouldn’t take a step for a week without thinking of him being inside her, that was a promise to himself. This time River Wile would remember every damn inch of him as well.

The sound of wet flesh slapping against flesh, the moans, and cries of pleasure from River set him on fire. Riot was willing to burn for her. She gave him everything he demanded and would give him even more.

River tried holding Riot to her when he pulled out his cock, dripping as he shoved her farther back on the table. His fingers dove in deep and fast, and the intense sensation had her thighs clenching around his hand. She was so fucking close, she just needed a little more. “Please, Riot, let me…” The next sounds were her cries of pleasure as he fucked her with his tongue. Grabbing his hair, she held him in place, forcing him to take more from her as she tried grinding against his mouth. He shoved her thighs apart, holding them open as he clamped down on her clit, sucking hard on the little nub.

Everything shattered in her as the orgasm hit. Riot skimmed his mouth over her stomach. Opening his eyes, he stared into hers. He leaned up and curled his hand into a fist, then rubbed rough knuckles over her clit. When she closed her eyes, he stopped. “Watch me, sweetheart.” Her eyes popped open, staring at his face. She tried focusing on him, but his knuckles started applying pressure to her clit, and the pleasure from the pain sent River over the edge again. Riot kissed her hard, the taste of her on his lips heightened her desire to have more of him.

“Riot,” she moaned, and she found herself being rolled over and pulled off the table. The dress slid to the floor as Riot yanked the soaked panties to her knees, shoving her feet apart as far as the panties would allow. He positioned himself at her entrance, reached up, gripped her hair, and drove into her.

His neck muscles tightened as his head fell back, trying to hold on to his climax. He needed more of her wrapped around him. His balls slapped against her wet flesh. The feeling and sound added to the pleasure that licked up his spine as he felt the buildup. His balls tightened, his cock swelled, harder and harder he pounded. Blind with lust, he barely heard River as she fell apart beneath him. When another orgasm hit her, Riot tumbled over the edge right behind her. He leaned over her, holding on to her hips with both hands, trying to stay as connected as he could. “Fuck. You all right, sweetheart?”

“Mmmhmm.”


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