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“When I’m with River,” she eventually murmurs, speaking slowly like she’s choosing her words carefully, “you’re… free. There’s no restraint. You don’t hold anything back. And I guess I like it.” She squeezes her eyes tightly shut, wincing. “I’m sorry if that sounds wrong.”

“I get it. So it’s kind of wild and, I don’t know, unpredictable?” I’m talking about what it’s like when I fuck her, but I’m not the one actually doing it. Only I am. It’s more confusing the more I try to make sense of it.

“It’s like, rough and edgy. When you are River you treat me like I can handle anything. There must be part of me that wants it that way. I don’t know what it says about me,” she admits.

I hate the way she sounds, like she’s blaming herself somehow. It makes me hook a finger under her chin to lift her head so she’s looking me in the eye. “God, you are beautiful,” I whisper, since the sight of her overwhelming beauty wiped away what I was going to say. I have to concentrate to bring myself back into focus. “You’re learning something about yourself. There’s nothing wrong with that. And if I’m helping you figure it out, I guess that’s good, too. You don’t have anything to feel guilty about.”

That earns me a scowl. “Don’t say that. I know it’s hard for you. I do feel like I have to apologize.”

“I’m just saying, there’s nothing wrong with liking things a little different. Rougher and whatnot. There’s nothing wrong with you. You’re perfect.”

“Okay, I don’t know if I agree with all of that.” Her teeth sink into her lip and something between us shifts. I can feel the change that comes over her before she asks, “Maybe I can make it up to you?”

“What do you mean?”

“Let me show you.” The hand she was using to prop her chin on my chest now slides down the length of my abdomen. It’s almost too much, the explosion of sensation that races through me because of her gentle touch. That’s all it takes for my dick to go from twitching to swelling.

“What are you doing?” I know what she’s doing, but it feels like I should say something as she wiggles her way down the bed, then starts tugging at my pajama pants.

“Let me take care of you.” All I can do is close my eyes and fall back against the pillow when she slides a hand under my waistband and wraps it around me. Her touch is soft, gentle, but it has the power to send heat spreading through me. There is no fighting her. I’m always going to need her like I need air or water. She’s that necessary.

Right now, she’s taking me into her mouth. Fuck, so good. My fists clench the sheets under me when her head starts to bob. The pressure from her mouth is insane, and it’s not long before I lift my hips, feeding myself to her. “Yeah, that’s it. Make me come for you,” I rasp, my fingers buried in her soft hair while I move my hips. She’s eager, slurping on me, moving faster. There’s nothing in the world but this, right now, the two of us in this bed. The way it’s supposed to be, the way I want it always.

“Yes, Angel, you know what my cock likes,” I whisper, and the little moan she releases in response is almost enough to make my eyes roll back. Everything about this is electric. I’m torn between wanting relief and hoping it never ends. I could spend the rest of my life suspended in total pleasure thanks to my angel’s tongue running up and down my shaft before lapping at my head..

But it’s still not enough. “Stop for a second.” There’s nothing I want less than losing the mind blowing pressure of her mouth wrapped around me, but she deserves something, too. “I want you to sit on my face.”

“What?“ She’s a little breathless from all that work. I hear the uncertainty in her voice even as I sit up and pull her closer. “What are you doing?”

“I need to taste that sweet pussy while I’m coming in your mouth. That’s what I want.” She shivers when I touch her cheek, then sighs softly. “Can you do that for me, Angel?”

She answers by pulling her t-shirt off all at once. I take a second to soak in the sight of her gorgeous tits before she wiggles out of her shorts. So eager, and all mine.

“Lie back,” she whispers, and I’m not about to waste any time. My cock is dripping precum, and I’m as close to exploding as I’ve ever been, but the scent of her arousal once she settles over me kicks everything up to the next level. I don’t even think about it before digging my fingers into her hips and pulling down hard, almost smothering myself in her wet, juicy folds.

“Oh, my God!” she whines, but anything else is stifled once she takes me in her mouth again. Now she sucks harder than before, almost like it’s a contest to see who can make the other one come first. Right now I’m in no hurry, driving my tongue deep into her cunt to lap up every drop of her sweetness, fucking her in time with her skillful strokes. She grinds hard against my face, using me, and I like that. It’s what I want. I can give her everything River has. I need her to know that.

Right now, all either of us knows is how amazing this feels. She uses her hand on me when she comes up for air. “Yes, just like that,” she begs, fucking me with her fist. “Make me come, Ren.”

She’s so close, and knowing she is gives me permission to stop fighting what’s building in me. Her gasps for air have turned to high-pitched cries which are muffled once she wraps her lips around me again. Yes, I’m going to come with her, I’m going to coat her throat the way her musky nectar coats my tongue.

By the time she goes stiff, I let go, and nothing has ever felt so right as coming with her. We’re both locked in this moment together, sharing something only we can.

And by the time she releases me, then rolls away, her limp body tells me she’s satisfied. I would ask her to check, but I’m too busy coming down from my high to say a word.

“Thank you for that.” The bed shifts when she does, swinging around again so her head rests on my shoulder. She shivers against me and I wrap my arms around her trembling form before pulling the blanket over her. This precious thing, the one good thing in my life. Somehow, she still trusts me. She still wants this with me. It’s humbling in a way, maybe a little hard to understand. To her, I’m not a monster. I’m somebody worth being jealous over.

I still haven’t made any sense of it by the time my eyes drift shut and the sounds of her soft, gentle breathing begin lulling me to sleep. For the first time in a long time, I’m peaceful and content. I only wish it could be like this always.

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REN

“Full… so full…” Scarlet moans into the pillow.

I look down as her small body beneath me, her hands spreading her ass cheeks apart for me as I have my cock buried inside her ass. “Good, I like you full of my cock. I like your holes good and stuffed. I’m gonna start fucking you and you’re going to be a good little girl and keep those ass cheeks spread for me.” My voice is husky, almost unfamiliar, but it’s definitely my own.

Scar keeps holding herself open for me as I start to move in and out of her ass at a steady pace. Fuck, she feels so incredibly tight.

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