Page 25 of Mr. Kelly

"I'm just visit-"

"Welcome back," I tell her again.

We don't speak, but our silent conversation with our eyes and body language conveys everything necessary. Eventually, River swallows hard with a nod.

"Thank you."

Her body jerks forward a little with the force of me pulling down her bottoms, baring her from the waist down. Some may think that I shouldn't have the right, but I feel such a surge of possessiveness that it almost shocks me.

"Mine."

The word is out of my mouth before I can stop it. River and our baby growing inside of her are my family now, but I will play the game of picking the right time to leave Helena. Thoughts of my wife don't belong in this moment.

I kiss my way back up River's left leg, enjoying her scent and the feel of my beard rubbing across her skin. Salivating, I suck my bottom lip into my mouth, eager to do what I was too impatient to do last time. Taste her.

"Sit."

I may sound commanding, but I've lost the ability to form complete sentences. River lowers herself. Her legs part a little as she leans back and places her hands on the bed. Her nipples are visible under her thin top. I want all of her. Slowly, I push her legs farther apart like she is an offering from the gods because her body is like the holy grail to me.

"I missed touching you," I confess.

"I missed being touched by you."

Her smile is so soft and sweet, my heart flutters. I love feeling the small tremors in her legs as I rub my cheek along her inner thigh, teasing her with my beard. The scent and heat of her calls to me.

Switching, I turn to place kisses along her inner thigh, making them wetter the closer I get to her pussy. I place a few kisses on her outer lips and along her slit, not giving her what she wants, but soon realize that teasing her means teasing myself.

Dipping in, I give both of us what we’re craving. I swirl my tongue, moaning at the taste of her while she sighs my name. I love when she does that. It makes me want to keep giving her pleasure until she passes out. For this, I don’t mind being on my knees.

“Theodore,” River moans as her soft thighs cup my ears.

My cock begs for relief as I do everything I’ve been wanting to do to her with my tongue. She squirms from the pleasure as I suck her clit into my mouth. River falls back on her elbows, trembling from my tongue rolling over her sensitive nub. I could do this all fucking day, but I want her to come for me, then I want to stick my dick deep inside her so she’ll know mine is the last dick she’ll take. The thought makes me growl against her skin just before I stick my tongue deep inside.

Soon, my fingers replace my tongue, caressing her insides until she is writhing on the bed, coming for me. I’m hovering over her, ripping her shirt and sucking one of her tight nipples into my mouth before she can fully catch her breath.

“So sensitive,” she whimpers while I feast on both.

Every part tastes amazing but a greater need is growing. Standing to my full height, I look down, watching her watch me. A new sense of calm slows my movements, allowing us to savor the moment.

Her eyes light up as I slowly remove my tie, cufflinks, and shirt. My shoes and socks are next. Even with my slower movements, it doesn’t take long until I’m standing in front of her completely nude. Her eyes roam over my scars and tattoos like she hasn’t seen them before. I don’t have many scars, but eachone has a story, most of them being connected to my days as Trunk. We’ll discuss it eventually, but it’s not the focus for now.

River’s eyes fall to my dick. The desire in her eyes gives me pause. I don’t think anyone has ever looked at me that way. It’s intoxicating.

I drop my gaze to her pussy; it's covered in her juices and my saliva. My focus stays there as I settle on the bed on my knees. Pressing her legs together, I push them to the side so her lower body is in a fetal position. I want to see her face, but I don't want to put too much pressure on our baby. That truth hits me again.Our baby.

River is so hot and wet as I slide into her waiting body. She moans from the slow stretching, but I suck my bottom lip between my teeth. I can’t get too lost yet. This is my first time connecting with the mother of my child. My excitement makes me shudder.

I retreat and enter, only increasing speed and force when she asks.

"You're so wet," I groan, my voice a husky huff as I grind into her.

Rough sex is off the table for now, but the lingering strokes make us feel more connected.

"It's the pregnancy. I've been constantly horny since entering the second trimester." Her eyes flutter closed on the next thrust as her walls squeeze me. "And you, of course."

I know she is just stating facts, but it may as well be dirty talk with the way it makes my body tingle. Moving one hand over her abdomen, I stare into her eyes until both of us are falling over the edge. River comes first, her fingers digging into my biceps as she coos my name. Her skin is dewy from reunion sex, and she’s never looked so beautiful. Her spasming body massages me while I fill her with my cum.

I don’t know what today was going to bring when I woke up this morning, but any plans I had have just been canceled. Lying down properly, I pull her into my arms. I don’t want to let go.

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