Our lips flowed together as though they had been deprived of each other, and were now revived. The kiss intensified, growing not only in passion but in hunger. For the first few seconds, I kept waiting for the moment when I woke up from the cruel dream, but as my chest pressed against his, it never came.
River’s hands dropped to my thighs, and he gripped them as he lifted me like a paperweight. Like clockwork, my legs wrapped tightly around his waist before my back was driven into the wall. River’s hand found the center of my back and shielded me from the rather harsh collision that he didn’t mean to create.
When his lips retracted from mine, my heart clenched. With one arm holding me up and the other hand caressing my cheek, River’s eyes glistened as they searched mine.
“Alex,” he rasped. “Tell me to stop.”
My lips parted as I stared at him, dumbfounded. I couldn’t fix my lips to tell him that even if I wanted to.
I shook my head, and that was all the confirmation he needed to smash his lips against mine again. His hand squeezed just below my ass cheek as he kissed me ravenously, and my hands roamed the top of his soft hair in a frantic motion.
If I told my seventh-grade self that we’d ever get to this point, he’d laugh until he couldn’t anymore.
River hoisted me up and ground his hips forward, and the action sent a heated pulse straight to my dick. He moved his waist back, and I lifted when his hips bucked forward and his clothed groin rubbed against mine. The friction was so intense that I let out a soft grunt into his lips, which earned an ass-squeeze.
He pulled away from the kiss, only to place one on my jawline. As his lips sucked on the area, my hands danced under his shirt, feeling all the crevices as I imagined not too long ago. River’s mouth trailed down to my neck, suctioning certain areas like a vampire.
My pants were ten sizes too small, and the buildup in my cock was so intense that I feared I might come then and there. After years of pent-up emotions and feelings, and the month of longing stares and explicit wet dreams, my best friend was willingly—eagerly kissingme. Of course, my body was ready to release after mere humping and eye-fucking.
My childhood friend’s rapid, trembling thrusts never let up, and the only sound to be heard was our shortened breaths. My shaking hands fell to his shoulders and squeezed as I tried to communicate.
“I’m…” I whispered, the tension swirling in my stomach. “Riv, I’m so close.”
“Same,” he mumbled against my neck.
I was so lost in the sensations that not even the possibility of someone finding us like this scared me. The thought of someone hearing us and coming to investigate the noise was irrelevant when I had my legs wrapped around my best friend’s waist as he rubbed our clothed dicks together.
River pulled from my neck and let his gaze fall on me, but my eyes were in a daze on the ceiling. Suddenly, his hand gripped my chin, and he gently guided my face to meet his.
“Alex, look at me,” he ordered, eyes never wavering from mine. “Don’t look away.”
That was all he had to say before I was unraveling in his arms with watery eyes, unable to deviate from his, and a soft whimper that I couldn’t suppress, leaving my lips. River’s thrusts didn’t let up until he came shortly after that, continuing to support my weight with his firm grip on my ass cheek and his eyes boring into mine.
I had never come from friction alone before, and when I had imagined it, I never imagined it would feel as extraordinary as that did. My arms tightened around River’s neck as I buried my head into it, forgetting that I was in the arms of the man who didn’t have the decency to admit he knew who I was. How could I view him as the jerk who hurt me when all I saw was the man I wanted since I knew how to want someone?
A distant scream made my body freeze, suddenly remembering that we were in public and people were only a few feet away, mingling and playing.
Shit–Millie.
Sensing my tension and urgency, River let me down. “I’ve been away from Millie for too long.”
Who knew what kind of mischief Millie had gotten herself into while I was away? Or worse, what if she tried to find me and ended up finding me and River?Shit, shit, shit.
River quickly took off his black hoodie and tossed it to me. “Tie it around your waist.”
I caught it. “What? Why?”
His eyes trailed down to my crotch, and it finally dawned on me. My pants were a wet, sticky mess thatno oneneeded to witness.
Tying it around me, I asked, “What about you?”
“I’ll figure something out. Go.”
Still slightly dazed, I hurried around the corner without looking. I barely halted in time to prevent colliding with the couple walking past the restrooms hand-in-hand. I sputtered a slew of apologies, and I think I frightened them because the woman gently asked if I needed help.
I rubbed my cheeks with my palms as I ran up to the swings, expecting to see Millie peacefully swinging. Instead, she was knee-deep in the sand surrounding it and playing in it like it was snow.
The sight really killed the ecstasy still vibrating within me.
