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What the hell just happened? I knew there could've been a chance that Lindsey would've shown her face, but I hoped with the basics I had fed my mother, she would've managed to talk to Mike about the situation. Prepared him for at least the fireworks that might have happened if she had shown up with Liam? But no, my mother threw me straight into the bull ring as if I was clad in bright red clothing. God, I was furious at her for putting me in such a predicament.
I remembered my meditation techniques before the spiral managed to drag me fully under. I had fought this battle before, and I wasn't letting Liam Baxter win again. I was taking a stand, concentrating on my breathing, for a count of five, until I slowed the rapid rhythm of my heart rate. Gazing around the room, I finally gave myself time to take in the surroundings and focus on the one person I knew was with me.
He hadn't left. He hadn't run away from me.
River had stayed and cautiously done what I needed him to, even though I hadn't told him to, reading my body like he used to all those years ago. Sitting on the floor with his knees pulled to his chest, he just watched me with his eyes, assessing my emotions. I felt every memory crashing around me, and was certain he could’ve seen the confused look in my eyes, but still, he held back. Waiting. It seemed he was waiting for me to collect myself.
I couldn't allow him the chance to dig yet. I wasn't ready, but I knew my mind was confused at what had happened.
"River, what was that?" I asked cautiously.
"I…I can't," he stuttered, pulling his knees into his chest tighter as I dropped from the chair to the floor.
"River, you can talk to me. I know I must have scared you, but I will open up eventually. I need to know," I whispered, edging closer toward him as he exhaled a huge breath, he was holding in.
His large fingers reached forward, grasping my petite ones, and pulled me closer to him. I knelt between his open knees, trying to sooth his nerves. The somersaults in my stomach churned away as River placed his forehead against mine and closed his eyes, and I waited for the words he was trying to place together.
"Savannah…I've always wanted you," River confessed, shakily, baring his beautiful, glazed eyes, and tears slid down his cheeks as he pulled back to see my reaction.
My heart thundered in my chest at his admittance. In my naivety, I had literally dismissed all the signs and friend-zoned him. I couldn't resist him now as the goosebumps pricked my skin and I edged forward, licking and kissing the salty tears away off his face.
"Savannah..." he murmured.
"I'm here, River." I sighed, weighing up my options as I pulled back slightly to assess his reaction.
"Don't…don't do this unless you mean it." His voice quaked. "My heart couldn't take it. It's why I left."
Shocked at his blatant truth, I would wait for him to share the answers I craved later, but for now, I hopped onto his lap, feeling his hard cock below me grinding at my core, leaving both of us hot and bothered.
"I can't help it." River smirked.
"Really?" I slapped his chest playfully when he grabbed my wrist and guided it down between us. "It's been like this since I saw you on that plane ride and realized something..."
"What's that?" I questioned, leaning forward into his face, and dragged my lip in between my teeth and bit down. Hard.
"That I need…" he said pressing a sloppy kiss on my lips, and mouthed the word “You” against the seam.
The sparked electricity fizzled from my toes right up to my body, and I tangled my hands in his soft hair. I looked into his darkening eyes for a beat and took what I wanted. My mouth slammed onto his hungrily, and I silently prayed he would meet my demands. He gripped the globes of my ass, pulling me tighter into his form as he stood up. My legs automatically wrapped around his hips, and my fingers pulled the bottom tufts of hair at his neckline. Hard.
We broke apart together, breathless and panting, my hips grinding like a wanton mess and his cock twitching in agreement. With no words spoken, River carried me into the bedroom and threw me straight onto the bed. I bounced on the bed from the throw, and shrieked as he pinned my body underneath his hard, toned one.
Hands skimmed up my sides along my waist, teasing my breasts as he dragged his fingers delicately across my nipples, causing my back to arch through the fabric of my dress. His eyes stared deep into mine, and with a nod of encouragement, he began lifting the ruffled fabric up over my hips, his eyes darkening as he ascended.
“Fuck me, Savannah, you’re beautiful,” he breathed, lifting the dress from over my head and throwing to the side of the bed on the floor without a second glance. “This” — he ran his fingers along the band of my lace thong — “and this” —further flicking the straps on my bra strap — “needs to go,” he said slowly as a whimper left my mouth.
“Hmm. You are so dressed yourself,” I replied huskily, running my hands down his chest. I quickly reached down and made quick work of popping the top button off.
“Easily rectified,” River said, kneeling back onto his haunches, slowing teasing me by lifting his shirt over his head and throwing it behind him. He undid his zipper on his jeans, watching me closely as I licked my lips in anticipation. We were like a rubber band, ready to snap at any moment. He removed my remaining clothes quickly and groaned.
Fuck, he was big. My eyes lit up at the drop of pre-cum that had formed on the slit at the end and I was now eager to taste him. I moved my hands over my body, watching his cock twitch in delight as I slowly teased my lace thong down my legs. The temptation was driving him wild. River was a predator, starving for one thing only, as his mouth dived forward between my legs and teased at my clit.
“Delicious,” he groaned as he plunged his tongue back in, licking and sucking, taking me to the brink before stopping at the pinnacle. “I think I’m home…”
Our eyes locked together as he watched my reaction, slamming two fingers into me. My back arched and my orgasm started to build to a crescendo as I moaned and demanded more.
“River, Fuck. Don’t stop,” I hissed, unable to look away from the slopping mess below.
“Fuck Savannah. You're so tight. I can’t wait to feel you around my cock,” he said, increasing the rhythm of his fingers.
