Page 34 of Reclaiming River


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When dinner was done, I thanked Billy for his amazing service. Taking River’s arm, I threaded it through mine. “Nice night for a stroll, don’t you think?”

The frustration in her eyes was adorable. I’d played with the settings of her toy the entire time and she was probably ready for another orgasm. But I wanted to drive her over the edge of control this time. River nodded her head in agreement, probably not trusting herself to speak.

With a quick stop to get our coats and scarves, we headed out into the night. I had to give Derek credit. They’d thought of everything with discrete outside heaters warming the pathway to the campfire event scheduled that evening. It was still chilly but I wasn’t really worried about River getting too cold in her dress.

I led her off the main path onto a more shadowy trail. I pressed her against the first large tree and slid her dress up past her thighs. I turned up the egg and leaned in, claiming her mouth with mine.

I swallowed her desperate mewl, as she ground against my thigh. I gave her nipples a hard twist. Her scream made me chuckle. “Do you get to hump me without permission? I know you’re my slut but you were doing so well pretending to be a prim lady. Did you think just because dinner is over and we are in the dark you could steal an orgasm?”

She whimpered and stopped the motion of her hips with an effort.

“I’m sorry, Master.”

“It’s okay. I know what a needy little thing you are. I just have to help you learn to control your urges.” Stepping back, I tugged the hem of her dress down and took her by the hand. “I was going to give you what you need but since you tried to steal it, I think we’ll have to wait. I heard there is a campfire event. Let’s go and check it out. If you can control yourself, maybe I’ll let you come later.”

“Sounds wonderful, Sir.” The words were spoken through gritted teeth and I chuckled.

“Good girl, kitten.”

When we found the fire, there were thirty people or so standing or sitting arranged in such a way that they caught the warmth of the fire or the many outdoor heaters. There was a pile of thick padded blankets for sitting as well as several obviously designed for cuddling. I grabbed one of each and placed the first down on the grass and helped her to sit. The hem of her dress was so short that in order to keep up her ladylike appearance, River had to tuck her legs sideways. I dropped down on the blanket behind her.

The spot I’d chosen was close to the bushes, casting us in shadow which was perfect for what I had in mind. Using the second blanket I covered her legs before I lifted the back of her dress and slid my hand under one of her firm ass cheeks. I looked around and saw my friend sitting with a woman I didn’t recognize.

“Do you know who Andy is sitting with?” I teased my fingers slowly down her crack and trailed them through her honey, coating my fingers with the evidence of her arousal.

“Carrie. She’s also a service sub.”

So Andy hooked up with a service sub instead of a guest. That was interesting. They were close to the fire and appeared to be getting marshmallows to roast. Carrie said something and Andy laughed easily.

I was happy to see him so calm. He often acted relaxed, like he had no worries, but it was far from the truth. He was a rare guy who was a blend of super nice with a strong dominant streak. Many women hadn’t been able to understand his two sides wanting only one or the other piece of him. Hopefully, Carrie would be different.

He must have felt someone watching him because he looked up and scanned around the fire until he saw us. Andy lifted a hand and waved. Carrie followed his lead when she saw River. I was still mostly obscured by the shadows and Andy gaveme a knowing smile. Someone dressed in the Ranch’s uniform handed River a stick and a marshmallow then wandered off to the next couple.

“Are you going to roast a marshmallow to golden brown for me, kitten?”

River hummed. I chose that moment to turn up her egg and slide my thumb into her ass. She dropped the marshmallow she’d been holding.

“Oh, oh. Naughty girl, so clumsy.” I pulled my thumb out and circled her rosette. “Are you asking to get the cane when we are back in my room? Or perhaps we should take your roasting stick back with us.”

My cock thickened at the low moan she let out.

“Behave yourself, or there will be no more orgasms for you tonight.”

River straightened her spine and picked up the marshmallow. I teased and fingered her back hole while she valiantly worked to get the marshmallow pressed onto the stick. Watching her struggle to stand and walk over to the fire after straightening her dress had me aching. I varied the settings on the egg and was impressed with how well she maintained her composure as she roasted the white cylindrical treat to a perfect golden color. Her breath was short and her eyes almost feral by the time she returned to feed me the marshmallow. The toasted warm gooey goodness was amazing but I was ready to taste something better.

“Perfect,” I growled after I swallowed.

The delighted smile that lit her face and the flickering light of the campfire made her look like an angel. I couldn’t wait any longer. The desire to bury my cock so far inside her we both forgot our names was too strong.

“Are you ready for your reward and your punishment, my beautiful slut?”

Chapter 15

River

“Yes, Sir.” It was all I could do to not do the happy dance.

Finally!

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