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And maybe I look dumb—but judging by the ravenous glint in River’s dark eyes, I don’t think so. He crowds close again, clothes against skin, and his knuckles brush my lower back as he works his belt buckle.
“You’re mine,” he says again, and he sounds surer now. Strong hands grip my hips and tug me back an inch, putting me exactly where he wants me. “My perfect girl.”
The broad head of his cock nudges my entrance. I tense up for half a breath, the reaction automatic, but River strokes my spine until I melt again. “That’s it, Betty. Be brave. Let me in.”
Brave? Oh, I can be brave. I’m the barista who hiked above a freaking lava field.
I bite my lip and sink back on his shaft.
Eight
River
“Oh.” Betty’s breath hitches, her forehead dropping to the rail. “Oh.” Only two inches inside, and already her body is so hot and wet and perfect. She’s strangling me, sucking me deeper.
Salt spray flies across the deck, misting my hot face, but nothing could cool me down now. I’m burning up from the inside. Pleasure coils in my gut, and I grit my teeth against the urge to slam forward, rutting like a wild animal. The boat lurches over a wave.
“That’s it.” I stroke her back, the muscles shivering under my touch. Betty moans and rocks back again, taking another inch. “There, that’s it. Good girl.”
“Oh,” she says, her words slurred, shaking her head against the rail. “Ohshit.Why do I like hearing that so much?”
My grin behind her is savage, my chest puffing up. She likes my praise?
“So basic,” Betty wails, but she’s rocking back again, urging me on, and I can’t do anything except grip her hips and push forward.
Christ.Every inch is the sweetest agony. The torturous give of her body; the flutter of her inner muscles as they learn to stretch. Her little gasps and whimpers. It’s taking me apart, piece by piece.
I’ve explored every continent on this planet, butthisis heaven right here. I’ve found it.
The boat lurches again, and I glance up, quickly checking our route. We’re scoring a straight line of foam through the sea, so no betrayal from Tango. He’s just a shitty helmsman. Sounds right.
The mere thought of him spikes my pulse, and I grip Betty’s hips harder, fingertips sinking into her soft flesh. She gasps and moans louder, getting slicker by the second, and I thrust forward, plunging all the way home.
Ah, hell.
Shouldn’t have done that. Shouldn’t be so desperate to do it again.
“You good?” I grit out, my ears ringing. I’m breathing hard, my shaft throbbing inside her. If Betty so much as wriggles, I’m doomed. “Betty?”
“Uh-huh.” She sounds half-drunk with pleasure, draped over the rail. Her channel flutters around me, adjusting to my girth. “Oh—oh my god.”
Shouldn’t have lost it like that. Shouldn’t have let the inner beast take over, not even for a second—but Betty doesn’t seem to mind. When she turns her head and gazes at me over her shoulder, her pupils are blown, and her lips curl in a lazy smile. She’s smug as a kitten with a bowl of cream.
My balls draw up. My teeth ache.
“Ready?”
She hums and nods. Her eyes are hungry. “Ready.”
It’s the most natural thing in the world—drawing out of her slowly, shaft slick and glistening. Plunging deep again into the hot welcome of her body, nerves throwing off sparks. As I grunt and shift closer, thrusting slowly at first then gathering pace, I’ve never felt anything soright.
She feels it too. I know she does—and not just because of her hungry moans, her tossed hair, and the way she rocks back to meet me. Because she’smine.We understand each other wholly.
Betty’s a wild card. She likes placing the big bets, taking risks, throwing her lot in with a man who most others would rather keep at a safe distance. Gambling on her most primal instincts. We may seem like opposites to the casual eye, but deep down, we’re two sides of the same coin.
It will never come back to bite her—choosing me. I won’t let it.
I may have stains on my soul, but I will make her happy. Iwill.
