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“Yes. Want that.” Shamelessly, I rubbed my cock against his stomach.

Moving slowly, River knee-walked up on the bed and gently laid me down. My arms were still hooked around his neck, holding him over me.

“What if I slowly undressed you, got you naked so I could look at you? See everything that’s mine?”

“Do it.”

He chuckled. “Soon, baby. I’m not done telling you what I want to do to you.”

My chest rose and fell in short bursts, my breath coming out in pants.

I loved his dirty talk, but it wasn’t just what he said that drove me wild. It was how he looked at me like the world around us ceased to exist, and all he could see was me.

He made me feel seen and, for the first time in my life, beautiful.

“Once I’ve got you naked under me.” He rubbed his chest against mine, pressing me into the mattress. “I’m going to kiss every inch of you. Tease you with my mouth and tongue, but I’m not gonna touch your cock. You know why?”

I shook my head, unable to look away from his heated gaze.

“Because I want you to beg me. I’m not gonna give you what you truly want until you beg me for it.”

I bit my tongue so I didn’t beg for it now.

“When you finally give in, I’m going to worship your cock, baby. I’m gonna make you feel so good. But I’m not going to let you come. Nope. Not yet.”

A whine escaped my lips.

River grinned, looking even more predatory and perfect.

“Then, when you’re about to lose your mind, I’m gonna flip you over and eat you out. Tongue your hole, tease your taint. Suck on your balls. All the things you love.”

I swallowed hard. “Want it.”

“I know you do. And you’ll get it. When I’m ready.” He forced his knees between my legs and shoved them apart. “I love eating you out. Love how you wiggle against me, the way you push back. How you moan for me. Are you gonna moan for me?”

“Yesssss.”

“Yeah, you are.” He dipped his knees down and somehow managed to slide them under my thighs, lifting my legs so they rested over his spread ones.

“When you’re good and ready for me, I’m gonna finger you. Slip in one, then two. You’re gonna love that, aren’t you?”

“Yes. I love it.” My head was back in that floaty, slightly dizzy place, and my body was both tense and relaxed, knowing River was going to take care of me.

“I’ll give you three. I don’t want to hurt you. I’m gonna make sure you’re nice and ready for me. Then, you know what I’m going to do?”

“Fuck me?” I asked eagerly, my lower body clenching at the thought.

We’d barely started, and I was already aching with need and feeling so damn empty.

“Maybe.”

“Maybe?”

His smirk deepened. “If you’re good.”

“River,” I said, half whining and half moaning out his name.

“That’s right, baby. Tell me, who makes you feel good?”