She smiles, leaning in, exhaling softly on skin that feels like fire already.
“Poor baby,” she murmurs, the tip of her tongue brushing the head of my cock.
“Oh, goddamn,” I growl as she takes me inside the wet heat, dancing her tongue along the ridge. “That feels so good.”
She startles when I grab her jeans and haul her hips to the edge of the bed, where I get to work. “Too many fucking clothes, sweetheart.”
I’m not gentle. Can’t be as she sucks me deep, groaning roughly as I touch the back of her throat.
First her boots and jeans. I swallow the Sahara when I see the panties she’s got on. Black. Sparkly, dangerously sheer and barely big enough to cover her slit.
As I run my fingers over that tempting strip, her knees snap together, squeezing my hand tight between them.
“You wear these for me?”
She nods, bobbing her mouth, soaking my dick with her tongue.
“You been thinking about fucking me, River?”
A sharp whine and the way her legs fall wide is my answer.
Fuck knows I’ve been thinking about her. Every minute. With my goddamned heart in my throat.
“Me too, baby. I didn’t stop thinking about you for a second.”
I’m panting now, breathing raggedly, abs shaking from holding back.
I need to get inside her pussy.
Snaps pop open on her shirt, the rhinestones flashing bright in the light as I tear it off her body. Beneath… heaven.
Tight nipples, goosebumps from my touch, skin that begs for marks all over.
I one-hand her bra, and drag her panties down, a vicious growl leaving me winded.
Mine. She’s mine now.
Everywhere I touch River, she’s hot. Shivering. And her pussy is slick as sin, making me dizzy. Causing my pulse to leap as I drag a finger through the center of her slit.
Her motion falters when she whimpers.
“My turn,” I tell her, choking out the words as a wave of pressure tries to blow the top of my head off.
“Are you sure?”
“Do I look sure?” I climb between her legs, forcing them wide as I drop my mouth to her clit where I drag my tongue side to side.
“Oh my… goodness—” she bucks below my hold. “Diesel!”
I take my time. Teasing. Sucking. Letting my tongue circle her, dip inside, draw her to the edge and then slow it down again.
My cock throbs against the bed, hard, heavy as I slide one, then two fingers inside deep. Working them, spreading them, getting her ready for me.
I took her fast last time, this time, I want her soft, open. Desperate.
“I’m not in a hurry. I want you shaking.Begging.”
Moving my mouth to her inner thigh, I mark her, watching the way she inhales sharply. Murmurs my name as her head tosses.
