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“I don’t think the risk is going to get much higher.” He’s already come inside me.
“Then yeah, I’d like to do it again.”
“Do you need to wait?” I ask, wondering if he’s going to go soft.
“I can keep it up for hours.”
I’ll take his word for it. I smile and raise myself up, positioning his head at my ready entrance before lowering myself down. I sheath his warm smooth cock inside me. I take my time, rocking my hips, working him in and out, wondering if I’ll ever get enough. The vibrations, the delicious pressure of his thickness, the way he fits.
Before I know it, I’m coming again, and he’s flooding me with cum. Like the last time, I’m left totally wrecked, but needing more.So, sooo good.
We fuck for five more hours—him taking me from behind like I’m an inmate who’s dropped the soap. Me riding him like he’s the last pony on earth. He fucks me against the wall, leaving cracks in the plaster. The last time we go at it, he takes his time and gently coaxes one last orgasm from me.
Still, I want more.
What’s going on?Why do I feel like I’ve just been given the most addictive drug on the planet?
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Huff
Jesus Christ!I never imagined River would be an insatiable hellhound in bed. I’m almost ashamed that I can’t keep up with her. And here I was, worrying that I’d behave like a seventeen-year-old and ejaculate just from the sight of her large plump tits with those golden-brown nipples.So fucking hot.
And what about my dick? Who knew it could do that? It’s never happened before, and I’m wondering if it’s because I was with River. Either way, I’m feeling proud because she came first. And then she came again. And again. And again. Demanding more. It’s morning now, and I’m covered in sweat. I’m praying she wants to sleep.
“Huff?” she says with a needy voice.
I jump from bed. “You’re hungry, too? I’ll make breakfast. Great idea!” The groceries were delivered last night somewhere between fuck number two and three. “How about scrambled eggs with cheese, potatoes, and spinach.”Jesus, please tell me there’s still some Gatorade in the cupboard.
River sits up in bed, a sheet over her sweaty body. “I was thinking we could—”
“No!” I point to her. “I have to eat.”
She shrugs coyly. “Then how about after?”
“I need to sleep. And my dick is—”
“Still hard?” Her eyes latch onto my erection.
“Yes, but I can’t help that.” It takes a while to come down. “River, I need rest. And aren’t you starting to think this isn’t normal?”
“Absolutely. I’ve never had anyone make me come ten, fifteen, twenty times in a row.” She flips her long dark hair over her shoulder proudly. “And I’m ready for more.”
More?“Are all women like this?”
“Hungry for you?” Her eyes narrow. “They’d better keep their fucking hands off you, or I’ll kill them.”
She doesn’t sound like she’s joking. “River, I’m going to make us some food, and we’re going to drink a few gallons of water. There’ll be no more sex until we talk.”
I don’t have any extra clothes here because I packed up what I owned and brought them with me in the extraction, so I grab a towel from the bathroom and wrap it around my waist.
I go to the kitchen and hear the shower running a few minutes later.
“Thank God.” I hope she’s running the cold water.
I crack open some eggs, chop a little onion, wrap a potato in a paper towel and pop it in the microwave. I’ll throw in some spinach and cheese at the end along with my diced potato.
While I’m cooking in my tiny all-blue kitchen, my mind can’t stop worrying about River’s insatiable need. I should be basking in the glow of losing my virg—I mean, having sex with the girl I love for the first time.
