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“You’ve got me.” He pushed my shirt up so it puddled around my hands, serving as yet another reminder that I was helpless under him.

His nimble fingers worked my fly open.

“Lift your hips for me.”

He slid my jeans and underwear over my ass, releasing my cock. He licked his lips like he couldn’t wait to taste me.

“River,” I moaned when he didn’t move to pull my pants off. “Please.”

“You want my mouth?”

“Yes.”

Quickly, he shucked off my pants and tossed them aside, leaving me naked under him except for my shirt still tangled around my wrists.

I lay there and let him look at me. His hungry expression and the bulge in his pants told me he liked what he saw, but it was the tender way he traced his fingers over my stomach and down my thigh that showed me how much.

Slowly, he dipped his head, drew my cock between his lips, and sucked.

“Oh god.” My entire body lit up. Euphoria filled me, and that floaty, dizzy feeling intensified. “River.”

He moaned around my dick, the vibrations adding to the pleasure as he moved over me way too slowly to give me any real relief.

“Please, babe. Need more. So good. Love you so much,” I babbled, barely aware that I was saying any of that out loud as I sank into the bliss and pleasure.

Strong hands gripped my hips and lifted me right off the bed.

I landed on my stomach with a startled cry. Then those hands were tugging my hips up, angling my ass toward River as he settled behind me.

Spreading my legs wide, I arched my back and popped my ass up.

The cool metal of the cuffs and the way they clinked softly each time I moved my arms reminded me I was at River’s mercy. Wanting more, I pulled my wrists apart so the chain was taut and the metal dug into my skin.

River’s hot tongue ran up my crease, starting at my taint and going all the way to my tailbone.

“Oh fuck.” I pressed my cheek into the pillow and spread my thighs as wide as they could go.

“That’s it, baby,” he said in that sexy purr. “Show me how much you want this. How much you want me.”

Shifting my knees so they were splayed out in a sort of frog pose, I bumped my ass back against his face.

With a feral growl, River attacked my ass, splitting me open with his big hands as he stabbed his tongue into my hole.

I didn’t hold back and let him hear every moan and cry and bitten-off sigh he elicited from me. I’d never felt more helpless with my legs spread as wide as they could, my ass fully on display and my wrists locked together.

River ate ass with the same enthusiasm as he did everything, each swipe and stab of his tongue driving me crazier with need.

Shamelessly, I rocked against his mouth and tried to rub my cock against the sheets, but I was too high up on my knees, and all I managed was some light teasing on my cockhead.

Just when I thought I’d burst, and not in a good way, River pulled his face from my ass. Moments later, his lubed-up finger traced over my hole, and his other hand gripped my hip to keep me in place.

“That’s it, baby. Relax for me.” He pressed his finger harder against me, dipping it past my outer ring. “So good, baby. You take my fingers so well.”

He kept talking to me, telling me how turned on he was, how beautiful I looked, and how he couldn’t wait to get inside me.

I let his words wash over me, giving in to that floaty feeling as he prepped me with one, then two fingers.

“You ready for three?”

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