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She sucks me hard. Normally, she’ll tease me, but we’re past that tonight. Tonight, there’s a raw need for each other. Maybe because we both have our own family bullshit, we’re mentally working through. Doesn’t fucking matter.

Grabbing under her arm, she protests when I rip her away from my throbbing cock. “I wasn’t finished.”

“You can suck me off later. Right now, I need to get inside you. Bend over the chair.”

She does as I say without argument, allowing me to shimmy my briefs down her legs. Placing a kiss on each cheek, she groans in anticipation. “Put one knee on the cushion.” Once again, she follows orders.

Lining myself up at her entrance, I can feel her muscles pulse around me. Slamming home, her scream pierces into the night, the chair moving a solid few inches with my first few thrusts.

The night is silent except for the slap of our skin and her ragged breathing.

I’ve missed this. The ability to have her however I want. River has ensured we’ve been careful, doing all the work. And fuck, is it sexy as hell when she rides me bouncing on my dick, but I need this too. I need to dominate her and watch her unravel beneath each punishing thrust.

Sneaking my hand around the front of her body, my fingers find that swollen bundle of nerves again.

The first time, I want her to come fast and hard. I want to hear my name on her lips and know that she is mine. I would do anything to bring her pleasure. This is just a fraction of a reminder of that.

“Fuck, Gray, I’m gonna—”

“Go ahead, baby. This is only number one.”

She groans loudly, her features scrunching into a pained expression as her orgasm crashes through her.

But I don’t slow down. If I can help it she won’t come down from the high until the both of us have to army crawl back indoors.

River all but convulses around me, her leg nearly buckling, but I lift her by the waist, dropping into the seat where her knee had been. There’s no time to breathe as I lower her back onto my rigid cock.

I’m ready to explode, but I need more. I want more. I want everything.

River doesn’t miss a beat, immediately rising only to drop down again and again. She shows no mercy, throwing her head back as she impales herself on my dick over and over.

My teeth clamp onto the side of her neck, nibbling at her flesh. “Make me come, River.”

She says nothing, lifting off me before planting her feet in the chair on either side of me. The width enough that she can spread her legs wide, my hands gripping each knee, holding them open as she drops again.

Our flesh claps loudly in the quiet of the night. Each heavy breath like a rocket. I know when she feels me harden and my balls drawing up, because she bounces harder, faster, a smile curving her swollen mouth.

“Fuck, River!” I bark as the first shot of cum fills her. She slows her movement to a sensual roll of her hips, falling apart seconds after me, fighting against my grip, holding her wide open. “Baby, you’re amazing,” I kiss her sweaty neck. “I can’t wait to have babies with you.”

And I know I’ve said the wrong thing. River tenses, before climbing off my lap and tossing me my clothes. “I’m cold. I’m going to shower, then make us dinner,” she whispers before slipping inside, clutching my shirt to the front of her body as if suddenly having something to hide.

Fuck, I shouldn’t have said that, but it just slipped out.

River Thompson makes me want it all.

Chapter 30

River

Thepastfewdayshave been awkward as hell.

I know it’s my fault. I’m avoiding what Gray said to me that night we had sex on the back porch.

I’m already fighting myself on this whole domestic life I’m building here with him, and now he’s talking about kids.

One of the top reasons female surgeons I’ve known either stop practicing or completely alter their schedules to do less is having children. And it’s not out of obligation like that might imply. Not because they’re not superwomen and can’t do it all. They can.

They choose to because they love their children and want to spend those years with them. Years you don’t get back. Kids seem to grow up so fast. My parents said it, as have so many others.