Page 99 of Sweet Strings


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I blanch. “Better than sex?” I gasp in mock horror, earning a toothy grin.

She shrugs. “Maybe,” is all she says as she continues to devour our dinner and finishes off her glass of wine. “So, you really couldn’t get your dick to work around other girls?”

Just as I’m about to swallow my bite of ribs, I choke on my food at the sound of her words. “Fuck. River Blue, you can’t ask that shit when I’m eating,” I hack, coughing into my hand. Taking a big gulp of wine, I settle back into my seat. She patiently waits with an expectant look that says: well, do tell.

I lick my lips. “Fine. If you need to know. Yeah, I couldn’t get him to pop up. And believe me. I had plenty of opportunities to do so.” I shake my head. “He just…wouldn’t rise to the occasion.” Unlike now, where he’s fully rising to the occasion. Awake and alert all because of her in that red dress with those pleading eyes and luscious lips. Even the barbecue sauce makes her the most beautiful woman on the planet. No wonder my cock never cooperated with me. He knew where his home was this entire time. And dummy me didn’t.

“So sad for you,” she snickers at my pain, taking a small bite of mashed potatoes.

I groan at her comment, washing my hands on the little wipes provided by the restaurant, making sure the sauce is completely off my skin.

“Yeah, yeah. It was a terrible time for me.” I shake my head. “I thought I lost the woman I loved.” That makes her eyes snap to mine, and the smile fades away into sadness. “I’m ashamed of how our past is tainted with so much fucked up shit. But I did—do—love you, River Blue. I’m sorry I wasn’t there for your pregnancy or her birth. Fuck, do I wish I could have seen her. She’s the most amazing little human I’ve ever encountered. I don’t know how I won the lottery with her but thank you. Fuck, thank you.”

Without warning, she jumps up and plants her barbecue lips on mine, sealing the rest of my words in my throat. The slightest hint of our dinner invades my mouth when she pokes her tongue between my lips, forcing her way in. Fuck I don’t even care what she tastes like. It’s goddamn heaven to me. I groan into her mouth, plunging my tongue against hers in a slow dance of passion.

“River Blue,” I groan, pulling her into my lap. My fingers weave through her long locks, holding her against me. “What was that for?” I examine her darkening eyes, filling to the brim with lust.

Biting into her bottom lip, she squeezes her eyes shut. “I’m sorry you weren’t there, either. I promise I kept you alive in Lyric’s eyes. That’s why she knows who you all are. I never wanted to keep her from you. I just thought—”

“I know,” I whisper, pressing my lips against her cheek.

I groan when she shifts in my lap, stiffening in my grip. Her moss-green eyes fly open, connecting with mine in question. I can’t help the sly smirk pulling at my lips. Well, until she shifts again, forcing another groan.

“You don’t seem to have a problem getting it up now,” she whispers, leaning in to press her lips against mine.

My cheeks fill with warmth when she shifts again. The friction between us sends heat straight to my pulsating dick, begging to thrust deep inside her until she’s moaning my name for the world to hear. If she’s not fucking careful, I’ll cum in my pants or take her right here against the table.

As much as I want to fuck her into oblivion and regain my Blue, I lean away, stopping her movements.

“Fuck,” I grunt, gripping her waist. “If you keep that up, I won’t be able to contain myself.” Besides, I have more plans than this. I need to keep my wits about me instead of letting my dick take the lead.

She chuckles, swiveling her hips again. “No,” she whispers, leaning in and resting her lips against my cheek. “I won’t stop. And you won’t cum in your pants like an inexperienced assface. Hold your cum, Kieran.” Fuck. Fuck. Shit!

No! I can’t do it. I’ll explode before she even has the chance to swivel her hips again.

“Can’t,” I gasp when my eyes roll into the back of my head. “River Blue,” I groan when she picks up speed and swivels her hips more. “I have more planned.” I grunt in relief when she stops. Lifting her head, she gazes into my eyes with a mischievous look, having no intention of stopping this madness.

“More planned?” she hums, resting her forehead against my shoulder.

“Yeah,” I grunt, lifting her into my arms as I stand. “As much as I wanted to continue that, I have more to show you.”

“Kieran,”she mutters when I take a few steps into the night, letting the stars shine above us. There’s a hint of storm on the horizon, but that only reminds me of the woman sitting next to me.

“River Blue,” I hum in return, settling us onto a blanket in the grass and holding her close. “I dreamed of you for five years. I was so mad at you. So fucking hurt that—” I shake my head. “That doesn’t matter anymore. I want to restart with you, Blue.” I swallow hard, looking directly at her. “I want to make up for my absence. Be there for you and Lyric. Can we restart?”

“One day at a time?” she breathes, brushing her lips against the edge of mine. My fingers work through her hair, massaging her scalp.

“Yeah, Blue. One day at a time,” I whisper, kissing her lips. I pull back. “But I have something I want to sing to you. Just a little something that came to me on the plane.”

River’s smile lights up my entire being when she flashes it my way with enthusiasm.

“Okay.”

“Okay,” I retort, gently setting her beside me.

I lay my acoustic guitar, which was set up beside the blanket, over my lap, strumming a few notes, letting them infect me with their melody. It’s been a long time since I picked up my guitar and felt inspired to write. For years it’s been someone else handling all our music. Sure, we performed it with ease, but we were never the ones to write it. Not after we came to East Point.

This is different. River’s different. Fuck. Everything is so different now, and I fucking love it.

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