“I love you,” he murmurs against my neck, nipping at the tender skin.
His words are a balm to my guilt-ridden soul, a promise of forgiveness even before I’ve confessed. He makes me feel loved, cherished, desired.
He lifts me again and we move toward the bed, our mouths fused together, our tongues dueling and tangling.
I wish this moment could last forever.
But it won’t.
Because no matter how much I lose myself in this, I still must face the inevitable. I have to tell him about Sebastian.
I break the kiss, swallow hard, forcing myself to meet his gaze. “River, when you were away…”
“Damn it, Emily, I told you I don’t fucking care!” He throws me on the bed and slaps my breast, leaving a pink mark.
Pleasure blooms beneath the pain as the sting blossoms through me.
He twists my nipple.
More pain.
And more pleasure.
“I’m going to fuck you. I know I said I’d make love to you, but I can’t wait, Emily. I’m going to fuck you hard. I’m going to fuck you fast. And then I’m going to make you come so hard that you’re going to forget all about some stupid thing you think you have to say to me.”
“But Riv—” Then words fail me as I gasp when he thrusts his cock into me.
EPISODE 214
HOT BLOODED
River
God, she’s so perfectly tight and wet.
I thrust deeply into her, again and again, the heat of her body making me ache with the intensity of my desire.
She digs her nails into my back and locks her legs around my waist, pulling me closer, deeper. The delicious friction has every nerve in my body screaming. She clings to me as I drive into her, again and again.
“River...” she moans, her voice low and seductive. Her hips move with mine, our rhythm matching in perfect synchrony.
I thrust, thrust, thrust…
She gloves me, sucks me in, takes me over.
“Say it,” I demand, panting against her neck. “Say you love me.”
“I love you,” she gasps out between moans.
The words ignite a fire in me, and I thrust harder and faster.
I can still taste her on my tongue from our earlier kiss andit drives me wilder still. My strokes become more erratic as pleasure builds within me, a burning wave that threatens to overtake me, catapult me over the edge.
No.
Too soon.
I need to taste her, make her come, hear her gasps as she rolls into orgasm after orgasm.
