“Sorry, give it a minute.”
“It’s fine. I just want you out of these jeans.”
Sliding down my body, her nails trail down my torso. Her fingers move efficiently, undoing my belt, button, and zipper before sliding my jeans and boxer briefs down my legs at once. Kicking off my boots, the pants follow, only for my socks to land in a soggy pile in the corner.
“Back up,” she coaches me, her lips searing my skin as they kiss my pecs and then down my stomach, only for her fingers to wrap around my length.
But my feet obey, a grunt escaping me when my back hits the shower wall, the cool tile making me hiss with her stroking.
“You gonna suck my cock, River?”
“You know I am, so shut up and relax.”
Her body moves down mine, those wet, open-mouthed kisses burning my skin in their wake, her stroking never stopping.
The moment her tongue hits the underside of my dick, I nearly cry out, my hand flying to her head, fingers tangling in her hair at the nape of her neck. That fucking hat is in my way, but damn, does it make me harder seeing her in it.
She’s only licked me once, and I’m ready to come all over her tongue, her face, her tits. Like a dog marking his territory, I want to cover her with my cum. A visual that has me groaning so loudly my throat vibrates.
My head falls back as River licks me again, sucking my swollen head between her lips. “No, you don’t, cowboy. You’re going to watch what I do to you.”
My eyes bolt open, head tilting down to watch her take me between her swollen lips, those chiseled cheeks hollowing in as she takes me deeper and deeper with each bob of her head.
“Fuck, River.”
Her laughter vibrates around my throbbing cock, my groan so drawn out it starts to sound like music.
River only sucks harder. Her fingers digging into my thighs when my hips pump into her face. My hands tangle so deep in her curls they won’t find their way out. The moment she grazes my balls, squeezing softly, I know I’m not going to last much longer.
“Take the dress off.”
She only looks up at me through wet lashes, continuing to suck me harder. Deeper. My thick head tapping the back of her throat every fucking time.
“Baby, take the dress off before I make a mess of it.”
Her grip on me releases before reluctantly pulling the dress up her body. Those few seconds are all she’ll allow before shoving me back in her mouth, choking as she swallows around my length.
Every muscle seizes at once, my load ready to blow when she pulls back. The flat of her tongue running along the underside of my shaft, sucking each ball into her mouth in what feels like slow motion, all before sucking me back down.
“Yes. Suck my cock like the boss you are.”
Her technique suddenly changes, the rhythm shifting before she swallows me at the back of her throat for a second time, the first jet of cum springing free before I can pull out. A second rope hits her lips as I slip free, the rest spraying across her ample cleavage, painting her in the evidence of how badly I fucking want her.
Panting breaths leave us both, River swiping a finger through the mess I made on her tits before popping the finger in her mouth. “Thanks for dinner, cowboy.”
And I swear my dick is hard all over again. She stands quickly, shimmying her panties down her thighs and yanking her bra over her head before I grab her wrist, pulling her back into my chest.
“You’re welcome, baby.” My mouth crushes hers, my tongue immediately dipping past those luscious lips, tasting the remnants of me. Knowing I’m the one that came down her throat and on her body tonight only further solidifies that this woman is mine.
In my mind, that is.
There’s no world where I’d let another man have her.
“Fuck. Gray.”
My hand snakes down her pelvis, two fingers slipping between her swollen lips before finding their way into her pussy.
“Don’t worry, you will.”
