And it was true—I really was happy for him. Even if a selfish part of me felt wounded, the pride in River’s eyes gave me all the motivation I needed to bury those feelings for now.
“Congratulations, River,” I added softly.
A blush played on his cheeks, and a few cars rolled by as we stood there. “You know, it is Wednesday,” he said. “Technically, one week. If you want to take advantage of the empty condo while Kai is at work, I’m available.”
In a flash, I swept him into my arms, and River erupted in laughter as I carried him inside the building, then deposited him on the tile floor. I couldn’t wait a second longer to taste his lips. We practically ran up the stairs, and I grinned at the way he kept glancing back to me, like I was chasing him.
When we got into the condo, I kicked off my shoes and pressed River against the wall. He quivered in my hands as I took a deep breath, inhaling his sweet scent.
“Since I picked a school, shouldn’t I get a treat?” he whispered in my ear as his hand found my hair.
I chuckled. I was already painfully hard and practically vibrating, I was so turned on. Right then, I would agree to just about anything River asked me.
Right then, or any other time, if I were being honest about it.
“What kind of treat do you want?” I whispered back.
“Well, considering you’re my FB and everything,” he said, using his abbreviation to avoidfuck buddy, “you’d be a good person to try new things with, right?”
Desire seized me. I knew River would be so fucking hot, trying out something new in bed. Even the suggestion that he might have a hidden fantasy drove me wild. “I think I would be,” I answered. “What do you want to try?”
“I want to give you a rimjob.”
I grabbed him and pulled him toward my room. “You can’t say that out loud in the apartment,” I laughed.
River rolled his eyes. “Don’t tell me you’re going to be too shy?” he said with a slight pout.
I shook my head quickly. “I’ve given plenty of rimjobs, but I’ve never received one,” I confessed. “I’ve bottomed a few times, don’t get me wrong. I’ve just never had someone’s tongue there.”
“I’ve asked a few people I dated,” River said, “but no one has ever been into it.”
I let out a slow breath, then pushed the door to my room open. “You know I can’t say no to those eyes.” I grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him to me, crushing his mouth with a kiss. River hitched up close, riding into me as I walked us backward to the bed.
“Sounds like it’s going to be a reward for me as much as it is for you.”
He pushed my chest lightly, and I fell against the bed. “Good. You deserve a reward too.”
I watched as he unbuttoned his shirt, his fingers graceful and slow. “I do?”
“You’ve been taking breaks from work, just like you promised.”
“Do I really get rewards for taking a break? That seems like cheating.”
River tossed his shirt aside. “When you’re a workaholic, yes, breaks earn rewards.”
He climbed onto me, and I pulled him to the mattress. We’d been together enough times that I was learning his body. His weight was comfortable and familiar in my hands as we rolled back and forth. I knew how to stroke his hips so that he’d arch his back as I pulled his pants off and set them aside, and when he rubbed his palm across my bare chest, he whimpered in the way I loved.
Once we were fully naked, he grabbed me by the hips and flipped me over. His hands found the globes of my ass, and he squeezed, feeling that part of my body like it was the first time.
“I always fall for tops,” he said, then kissed the small of my back.
I laughed and stretched out on the bed. Even though I didn’t bottom very often, I didn’t have any shame about that part of my body, and I knew I was clean and ready for him. “I’m basically a top,” I said.
“I’m basically a bottom,” River laughed. “But you know, not always.”
I looked back at him. His lips were puffy and red, and I knew they would feel like heaven if he dragged them over my hole. “Not always,” I agreed.
The truth was, my routine with hookups had become standardized over the years. I didn’t really think of deviating from it anymore.
