River Page 14

  “And what’s his usual type?” I asked.

  “You know, slutty, busty, and blonde.” She stared at the fire.

  Well, I definitely wasn’t a blonde.

  We sat in silence until River returned and took the seat next to me.

  “Everything okay?” I asked.

  “Yeah,” he said. “The nurse gave me an update. She said Sarah is doing well.”

  “Since there’s no liquor around I don’t have much of a choice,” Sarah said.

  River held his silence while he stared at her.

  “The biggest component of recovery is determination,” I said. “When you make the decision to change your life and you really want it for yourself, you can’t fail. But you have to want it first.”

  Sarah stared at me then looked away.

  River reached for my hand then held it on his thigh.

  I didn’t pull away, and I watched Sarah spot our affection from the corner of her eye. But she didn’t make a comment about it. Our behavior directly contradicted what I just said but I didn’t dare pull away. River reached out to me and I wouldn’t let him down. If he needed me, I was always there.

  We stayed until visiting hours ended. Sarah wasn’t very talkative and she seemed tired most of the time. Perhaps she was going through withdrawals and that took most of her energy.

  We said good night then drove home. The drive was spent in silence. River didn’t even turn on the radio. His thoughts were unknown to me. His eyes scanned the road like he was searching for something only he could see. I held my silence because it didn’t seem like he wanted to talk much.

  When we got back into the city he didn’t head to my apartment. He passed it and kept going, heading to his place. I wasn’t sure what he was doing but I didn’t ask. After he parked his car in the garage we headed to his apartment on the top floor.

  River tossed his keys and wallet on the table as soon as we walked inside. He didn’t bother turning on the lights and headed down the hallway and to his bedroom.

  I followed, assuming he wanted me to.

  He undressed himself down to his boxers then removed his watch. Even in the darkness, his defined body was noticeable. It was like a slab of marble. He pulled a shirt out of his drawer then handed it to me. “It’s clean.”

  I took it in my hands and understood his meaning. He wanted me to sleep there.

  River left the bedroom and shut the door behind him.

  I stood there for a moment before I changed into the t-shirt. It reached passed my knees so I didn’t see the point in wearing pants underneath. I pulled back his sheets and felt the soft fabric. It immediately smelled like him. I got inside and pulled the covers to my shoulders. His bed was comfortable so I released a deep sigh in satisfaction.

  River returned to the bedroom then got in bed beside me. Instead of sticking to his side of the bed, he grabbed my hips and dragged me to the center. Then he snuggled close to me, his arms wrapped tightly around me. I couldn’t deny how comfortable it was. His skin was warm and his scent was appetizing. Being in his arms felt right, like I’d already done it a hundred times. He pressed his face into my hair and inhaled my scent.

  I felt like a cocoon in his arms, safe and protected. I could sleep like this every night. I had a strong man to keep me warm. And his hands always felt right on my skin.

  “Thank you for coming with me,” he whispered. “It’s not easy for me to see her like that…”

  It seemed like she was doing well. “What did the nurse say?”

  River was quiet for a long time. “She’s not eating. Every time they try to get her to hold something down she refuses. I’m not sure why she’s doing it.”

  “I’m sorry…”

  “I’m going to give her more time before I talk to her about it. Maybe she’s just under the weather.”

  “Maybe,” I agreed.

  He pulled me closer to him. “I like having you here. It makes everything easier.”

  “I like being here…”

  He moved his lips to my shoulder and pressed a gentle kiss there. It burned like it did before, igniting me in a blaze of longing and desire. Judging the large erection that formed in his boxers, he felt the same way. River didn’t care if I felt it. He never did.

  Blood pounded in my ears and my heart wouldn’t slow down. My breaths came out deep and heat flushed my body. I lie there next to River, wanting him the way he wanted me. He wanted to lose himself in me, to hide from his true pain. And I wanted to be there for him—even though I had my own reasons.

  My hand moved up his chest until it dug into his hair. I fisted the soft strands then turned my body toward his. My leg was wrapped around his and I loosened it as I moved.

  River turned his face my way, his face just inches from mine. He stared at me, waiting for me to make the move. His face was covered in a light layer of scruff from not shaving for a few days. I felt it with my palm, feeling the thick texture.

  His hand moved into my hair but he refrained from kissing me. All he did was stare.

  I wanted to feel his warm lips on mine, to feel that gentle and sensual embrace. The heat already sparked between us, beginning as a slow burn. I knew once we touched we would burn like gasoline.

  River moved his arm around my waist and pulled me flush against his chest, not allowing me to go anywhere even if I tried.

  I didn’t deny what I wanted any longer—what we both wanted. I closed the distance between us and press our lips gently together, feeling a small explosion erupt all over my body. I immediately breathed into his mouth and gasped at the touch.

  River kissed me passionately, like he loved me. His lips devoured me like he needed me to live another day. His hands were in my hair then across my back. His fingers gripped me and slightly dug into the skin.

  My hands cupped his face as I deepened the kiss, feeling the facial hair that marked his face. My hands moved down to his broad shoulders, feeling their strength and power. Then they moved down his chest, feeling the muscle underneath. He was hard like a rock but smooth like wet pavement. I could feel his heart pound in his chest. It matched the beat of mine.

  My hand moved to the brim of his boxers and I pulled it down one hip, revealing his muscled thigh and the top half of his hard cock. I didn’t look because I was kissing him but I could feel him. River helped me get them off until he was naked beside me. He pressed his body into me, and I couldn’t stop myself from being excited. He was so thick and long. I knew he would make me feel full.

  River broke our kiss just long enough to pull my shirt off. I wore a bra underneath, and he kissed my chest as he unclasped the back with one hand. It came lose and fell to the mattress. He stopped and stared at my breasts, longing and desire in his eyes. Then he leaned in and took one breast into his mouth. He sucked my nipple then breathed hard on it, making it turn into a point. He groped the other breasts, massaging it aggressively. His mouth moved to the valley between my breasts and he gave me delicate kisses until he reached my neck.

  I was panting for him, grasping him like I couldn’t bear to part with him. My fingers dug into his skin like claws, practically bursting the skin. I felt his muscled flank and noted the strength his body possessed. My panties were soaked from our passionate kissing and I wanted to feel him between my legs. My hand automatically reached for his length and I massaged his head before I moved down his shaft. He as definitely the biggest I’d ever tangoed with.

  River moved his kisses to my neck as he grasped my thong and pulled it down my long legs. When it reached my calves he yanked them off then tossed them on the floor. Then he gripped me and positioned me underneath him. He stared down at me with a greedy look in his eyes. “So fucking gorgeous.” He kissed my lower stomach and my hips. Then he moved lower until his lips found the area between my legs.

  I couldn’t believe River was going to go down on me. I couldn’t get most guys to do that even if I tried.

  His tongue found my clitoris and rubbed it in a circular motion. He
applied just the right amount of pressure as he began the slow dance. Then he moved further down and inserted his tongue into my opening. Judging the precision he used he knew exactly what he was doing. His thumb moved to my clitoris and rubbed it simultaneously.

  “River…” My hands gripped his hair as he caused waves of pleasure. I writhed on the bed and my head rolled back. My breathing came out in labored gasps. I wanted him so much. I needed him to stretch me, to make me feel full. “I want you.”

  He pulled his lips away then moved up my body, his muscled mass making me feel small. He gave me a hard kiss on the lips, and he tasted like the salty residue between my legs. Then he opened his nightstand and pulled out a condom.

  I was on the pill, and I didn’t want to use a condom with River. It didn’t feel right. He wasn’t a one-night stand. I actually cared about him. The physical action between us was from two friends who needed each other, who appreciated each other. “I want you—and only you.”

  He stared into my eyes then tossed the rubber aside. “You trust me?”

  “You would tell me up front if we needed one.”

  “I would.” He positioned me underneath him then wrapped my legs around his waist. Then he pressed his face to mine and looked into my eyes. He pointed his thick head at my entrance then pushed it inside. The head penetrated me and it stretched me immediately but in a good way. It was slightly painful, but so pleasurable. He watched my face as he moved further inside me, giving my body a chance to relax for him. He inched his way, stretching me more and more. Every second felt amazing.

  When he was completely sheathed he released a deep moan from the back of his throat. He remained idle inside me, enjoying the way his skin felt against mine. Then he found my lips and kissed me gently as he started to rock into me. He moved slowly, taking his time as he pulled out then moved himself inside completely again.

  My legs tightened around his hips and my fingers dug into his back. I moaned louder than I meant to but I couldn’t keep it back. With every thrust he pushed me to a place I hadn’t been in a long time. I hadn’t felt this full with another guy. He stretched me to the limit, and every time he moved it was heavenly. “River, you feel so good…”

  He kissed my forehead as he continued to move inside me. “You have such a tight pussy, Meadow.”

  “No.” I moved my hand to his ass and pulled him into me harder. “You’re just big.”

  He started to move into me harder now that my body was completely relaxed. I wanted this to last all night because it felt so good. I’d never experienced so much pleasure from one man. I usually had to do something to myself to get me off. But River was doing all the work.

  He moved into me harder, penetrating me as he pressed me hard against the bed over and over. His lips found mine and he kissed me as he moved harder, pulling out until just the head remained inside before he shoved himself inside me again.

  The immense fire burned throughout my body then headed to the area between my legs. I knew I was about to burst with a loud scream. The buildup was almost as good as the orgasm itself. Then it hit me—hard. “Oh god, River…god.”

  He thrust into me hard and fast, giving me all of him repeatedly. His chest moved against my tits as he rocked into me. Then his hand moved to my clitoris and he rubbed it in a circular motion, making the orgasm strong enough to make me explode. My nails dug into him and I gripped him hard as I tightened and came all over his dick. Moisture pooled down below and he moved into me with less friction. “God, that was good.”

  River pressed his lips to my ear and breathed hard while he made his final thrusts. “Meadow.” The sound of my name on his lips made me want to come all over again. “I’ve never had a more beautiful woman in my bed.” Then he tensed above me and released. Loud grunts accompanied it, and he inserted himself as far as he would go as he filled me. “Fuck.” He stayed over me until he was completely finished. Then he gently pulled his entire length out of me before he lay beside me on the bed. He caught his breath while he lay there, his eyes closed. “Damn, that was good.”

  I got comfortable under the sheets and released a faint moan. “Yeah…”

  He pulled me to his chest and wrapped his body around mine, getting comfortable for bed. His lips found my forehead and he pressed a light kiss there before he pressed his face into my neck. “Good night, sweetheart.”

  “Good night.”

  When I woke up the next morning, River was still wrapped around me. His hair was messy from my fingers running through it, and he had a relaxed look on his face. His body felt warm against mine. He was a very thick and strong teddy bear.

  After releasing a quiet moan, his eyes fluttered open. He took me in then a lazy smile crept into his lips. “Morning, beautiful.” He kissed my neck then released a tired sigh.

  “Morning.”

  “Sleep well?”

  “Of course. I had my own teddy bear.”

  “My face is the only thing that’s furry.” He rubbed his chin. “I need to shave.”

  “You do.”

  “You like the clean look?”

  “No,” I said. “I like both. But your hair is getting a little thick.”

  He rubbed his face against mine. “You don’t like that, sweetheart?”

  I chuckled because it tickled. “Stop, you’re tickling me.”

  “Who knew someone’s face could be ticklish.”

  I kept laughing. “Stop. You’ll make me pee.”

  An evil look came into his eye.

  “Don’t even think about it.”

  His hand slowly moved to my stomach.

  “You’re about to get a pee stain on your mattress.”

  He laughed. “That’s sexy…”

  “Then don’t tickle me. I’m warning you.”

  “Okay,” he said. “There’s something else I want to do anyway.” He moved over me and separated my legs.

  I thought last night was just a one-time thing. I was going to say something but his hand moved between my legs and massaged my clitoris. It felt good so I didn’t object. “I guess I don’t get to pee…”

  “Your orgasm will be more intense with a full bladder.” He pointed his thick cock at my entrance and slid inside.

  “Oh god…” Last night wasn’t a dream. He really felt that good.

  He wasn’t gentle like he was last night. He fucked me hard into the mattress, making me accelerate from zero to sixty in less than a second. He gripped the back of my neck as he thrust into me, giving me all of him every time.

  I gripped his shoulders then used them as an anchor to lift my body and sheathe him from underneath. We moved together like we wanted more than the other person could give. He moved into me harder and gripped me tighter. I practically screamed as I took him in from below. Then at the same time, we exploded. He filled me with his seed, and I could feel the warmth pool in between my legs. He released so much of himself that it made me hot all over again.

  “Morning sex is the best.” He kissed my forehead then pulled out of me.

  “Any type of sex is the best with you.”

  He chuckled. “Want to go out to breakfast?”

  I didn’t have any plans for the day so I didn’t see the harm in it. “Sure.”

  “I’m going to shower. You want to join?”

  “I wouldn’t mind watching you shower.”

  He gave me a cocky grin. “I knew you were the nasty type.” He grabbed a towel and walked out.

  I remained in his bed because it was so comfortable. And after that blinding climax I was exhausted all over again. I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.

  River woke me up when he returned. “Damn, you’re lazy.”

  “I get tired when I come.”

  “Well, you’re going to be tired around me all the time.” His hair was slightly damp and messy. He wore his boxers then grabbed a t-shirt from his closet. “Get up, sleepyhead. Your man is hungry.”

  “My man?” I asked.

  “Damn right.”


  He must be referring to his escort position. I pulled myself out of bed and dressed myself in the clothes I wore the night before. To not make it obvious I was doing the walk of shame, I washed the make up off my face and decided to go natural. It was much better than having slightly dark eyes and day old lipstick. I walked into the living room and saw River on the couch.

  He turned his gaze on me and took me in. “You look beautiful without make up.”

  Most of the time I felt uncomfortable without it. “Yeah?”

  “Yeah. I’m not sure why you wear it.”

  “Well, you told me to do my make up dark and heavy for Nathan.”

  “Because he’s into stupid shit like that,” he said. “I prefer a woman with a more natural look. It’s what you really look like anyway.” He grabbed his keys and wallet then headed to the door. “Let’s go. I’m starving.”

  “Geez, you’re like a bear.”

  He smacked my ass. “You bet your ass I am. Now let’s go before I growl at you.”

  I ended up staying with River all weekend. We lounged around his apartment and watched TV and played video games. Sex was had on every piece of furniture he owned. I knew I should end the physical aspect of our relationship so it wouldn’t become routine but I didn’t see the harm in letting it continue for the weekend.

  Besides, he’s really good in bed.

  On Sunday night, I lay on his chest while we watched TV in the living room.

  “I wish you didn’t have to work tomorrow,” he whispered.

  “I wish I never had to work,” I said with a light laugh.

  “Will you sleep here tonight?”

  “I really should head home…”

  “Yeah, you’re probably right.” His hand moved through my hair affectionately. He wrapped the strands around his finger then released them over and over.

  “Plus, your place is going to smell like girl soon.”

  “I like that smell.” He kissed my forehead. “It reminds me of coconut and flowers…”

  “That’s what I smell like?”

  “Yep. And what do I smell like?”

  I shrugged. “A bear?”