Page 84 of River Wild

“Look at me.”

I turn my face to hers. God, she’s so pretty.

“Do you like me?”

“Sure I do.”

Her tongue darts out to lick her bottom lip. I can’t stop staring at it.

“I like you, too.”

“You do?”

She laughs. It sounds awkward. I bring my eyes up to hers.

“Of course I do, silly. You wouldn’t be here right now if I didn’t.”

True, but … I’m just surprised a girl like her would want a guy like me. All the kids at school think I’m a freak because of what my mom did …

What you did.

“You’ve barely spoken a handful of words to me up until a few days ago,” I say to her, resting my hands on my thighs.

“Well, you know I was with Brad, and you know how he can be … but I’ve always thought you were hot.” She starts to trace her fingertip over my hand, moving up my arm and onto my leg, moving up and up until she’s running her fingernail over the zipper of my pants.

I swallow down hard.

She brings her lips close to my ear. “Do you want to … fuck me, River?” she whispers, and I nearly swallow my tongue.

Even though I had a pretty good idea that’s what she wanted from me—from the tone of her messages and the way she brought me straight up here—hearing the way she casually just asked me to fuck blows my mind.

“Uh … y-yeah,” I cough out the word, and she giggles.

Then, she kisses me.

Holy fuck.Her lips are so soft and plump.

I taste alcohol on her breath. I pull back. “How much have you had to drink?”

I don’t want to take advantage of her.

“One beer.” She holds up a finger. “I swear.”

Her eyes look wide. Pupils dilated.

“Have you had … anything else?”

“Nope. Cross my heart.” Using her finger, she draws an X over her chest, dragging my eyes downward to her tits.

She takes off her sweater and then her bra.

“Touch me, River.”

So, I do.

And, God, she feels good. Warm and soft. Like nothing I’ve ever felt before.

I’m so fucking turned on; I feel like I might jizz in my pants. I have to think of mundane things to stop myself from coming.