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Nora's stomach churned at the same time as her heart raced. She was eager yet also anxious about what River suggested.
But as he hinted at what he'd do with his mouth and tongue, giving her a kiss between her thighs, it had made her ache in a way she'd never felt before.
And so she'd pushed past the fear inside her and asked him to try.
However, as they reached the boathouse, she could barely hear anything over the pounding of her heart, and she froze at the door, unable to open it.
Was she making a mistake? Would he really stop if she asked?
River's lips brushed the back of her neck once, twice, three times, and she sighed a little, his touch easing some of her anxiety. His voice rolled over her as he said, "Did you change your mind?" He lightly suckled her neck and then soothed the spot with his tongue. "Tell me what you want, baby. I'm yours to command for the next little while."
He placed a hand on her belly and strummed his thumb. For such an innocent touch, each brush of his hand against her made wetness rush between her thighs.
Even though she'd recently learned that was a good thing—Charlotte had given her a few tips before Nora had left London and had been adamant she knew it wasn't embarrassing to react to someone's touch—she still had trouble believing River would want to kiss her down there.
And yet, as he continued to kiss and nip her neck while also caressing her belly, she leaned back against him and yearned to have his touch anywhere, everywhere. It was almost as if she’d scream in frustration if he merely kept teasing her with soft touches.
She also couldn’t ignore the ever increasing pounding between her legs, something she'd never felt before meeting River.
Stop letting the past dictate the present, Nora. You want this, and River is your fated lord for a reason.With a deep breath, she found her courage and voice. "Let's go inside and show me your special kiss, River."
He nuzzled her neck, his breath hot against her skin as he answered, "Fuck, yes, Nora. I promise you'll come so hard that any lingering hesitation will float away."
Thanks to Yesenia, Nora had learned that "to come" was the same asla petite mort—which meant "the little death." It was the more tolerated way to say orgasm for those in her time. She squeaked, "All right."
With a growl, River reached for the doorknob, opened the door, and gently pushed them both inside. Once it was closed, he spun her around and took her lips in a deep, rough kiss. One where she could barely figure out where her mouth began and his ended, their tongues twining, him suckling her tongue into his mouth, and his glorious nibbles on her bottom lip. Somehow she managed to keep from grazing his skin with her fang, although it took more concentration than she liked.
Eventually River broke the kiss and took her head in his hands. "Are you wet for me, baby? Tell me you are."
Her cheeks burned, but from River's tone, she knew it was a desirable thing. She nodded and whispered, "Yes."
He moaned, took one quick kiss, and then scanned the inside of the boathouse.
Nora was vaguely aware of the stored boats and some of the shelves. But River guided them toward a set of chairs near the fireplace, where people could wait out a sudden storm.
Once they reached the chair on the right, he gently pushed against her shoulder. "Sit down for me, baby. I'll do this slow, oh so slow, but never forget you have the power to stop me at any time, okay?"
For a brief second, her eyes heated with tears. Never in her life would she have dreamed someone like River Vale existed.
But then he brushed hair off her face and the craving for his touch overrode anything else.
Sitting down, she looked up at River. He eyed her from head to toe and back again. "Fuck, you're so damn beautiful, Nora. One day, I'll have all the glorious skin naked and on display. But for today, I'll settle for devouring that sweet cunt of yours."
He kneeled in front of her and her heart pounded in her chest. There was something about a male being at her feet that only made her hotter.
Without ever breaking eye contact, River placed a hand under her skirt and she did her best not to jump. But instead of hiking the material up, he lightly gripped her ankle, stroking up and down with his thumb.
Despite the material of her stocking between them, fire raced up her leg and ended at the throbbing ache between her legs.
She couldn't help but squirm and River's eyes turned even darker with desire. The sight should scare her, and yet as she looked into his green gaze, it did the opposite and made her bold. "When are you going to touch me, River?"
His hand moved slowly up her leg, until he reached her knee. Instead of untying her garter, he stroked just below the tie, back and forth, each pass making it harder to breathe. Her bosom ached, and her nipples were already hard points chaffed by her clothing.
She debated pulling up her skirt herself to at least get some cool air against her body. However, River moved his hand higher, and higher, until he gently pushed against one leg and she spread them apart.
As he rubbed slow circles against her inner thigh, Nora grabbed the arms of the chair and groaned, arching into his touch. She wanted more, so much more, even if she didn't fully understand what that meant yet.
"Open your eyes and look at me, baby. I want you to watch me as I touch your beautiful pussy for the first time."
