“Teasing bastard,” I grunted, trying to look angry, but probably giving him what he called my “puppy dog eyes” instead.
My words only made his eyes flash with pride. With his eyes fixed on mine, he slowly lowered his head, his mouth closing around my cock as his hands gripped my thighs. River’s warm mouth felt perfect around me. Every lick and suck brought me pleasure, as if he knew exactly what I liked.
His throat tightened around me, and a jolt of pleasure ran down my back. My body was hot, and I held back a moan, sensing the point of no return. River sensed it, so he quickened his pace, causing my grip on his scalp to tighten. Pressure built inside me like wildfire, and I fixed my lips to warn him before I let go.
Until all movement stopped, and the pressure inside me faded, and my dick sprang loose with a “pop” as he pulled his mouth off me. He leaned between my legs and pressed his lips to mine in a sloppy kiss, ignoring how I stared in dismay.
I was still reeling when he broke the kiss. “Riv.”
“Alex,” he replied in a hushed tone.
My lips parted and closed repeatedly, unable to put together the words in my mind. He bit his bottom lip, suppressing a teasing grin as he watched me struggle to speak.
Pouting in pity, he caressed my pointed dick. “Do you know how fuckable you look in those glasses?”
My asshole clenched at his hushed words. My mind couldn’t fathom what my ears were hearing. Was this real?
His hand squeezed my dick, causing me to squirm.Yep, it’s real.
“Do you know how fuckable you look all the time? Seeing you and not being able to touch you is torture.” River brushed his thumb over my lips like he was reminiscing about the feeling. “Tell me to stop.”
Stopping was everything I didn’t want.
I gripped his forearms. “You’re sure this isn’t just because you’re upset?”
“Gosh, Alex, no,” he said, as if the thought was ridiculous. “You’ve always been my safe space, bunny. I would never use you like that.”
Butterflies fluttered in my chest as I closed the distance between us again. River’s hands smoothed down my sides as he pulled himself against me, a silent movement that both of us understood.
We’d let nothing push us apart again.
River stopped kissing me to remove his clothing, and I mirrored his actions. Seeing his toned, naked body only worsened the strain in my crotch. With his muscular body on display, his dark, smooth skin was captivating, and I struggled not to gawk.
He pushed my chest to guide my back against the armrest of the couch. My mind was screaming at me to move to the bedroom. Salem could walk in at any moment with only God knew who, and I wasn’t sure he’d be happy to find me in such a position on our couch.
But I didn’t want to waste any more time—we had wasted years. Maybe it was the horniness in me, but I needed him now.
River leaned over and rummaged through his athletic bag beside us. “I’ve never slept with a guy before.”
After zipping the bag shut, he sat up, holding a bottle of lube. I eyed it. “Well, you sure are prepared.”
He twisted it open. “Always gotta stay prepared.”
“Stay prepared to fuck someone after a game?”
Smugly, River’s green eyes flickered away before returning to me. “It’s coming in handy, isn’t it?”
As I bent my legs and brought them closer, I pressed my lips together. “So… was that your first blowjob?”
He nodded. “Yeah. Was I good?”
Good? You were incredible.
“Yes. Well, it was good until you—fuckkk.”
My breath hitched when cold pressure pushed its way inside me. Muscles clenching at the suddenness, my hole puckered in resistance like I hadn’t done this before. Killian and I stopped having sex a few months before we officially broke up, so I knew it had been a while, but damn did it sting.
“Sorry,” he whispered, his free hand rubbing my stomach. “Relax for me.”
