Page 17 of Our Hearts to Break

Sex is easy for me.

I could blame my fucked up childhood or years of sharing girls with River. Or my obsession with porn and need to learn every position possible.

But the truth is I know River.

We are so in sync I don’t need to practice sucking him off to know that he likes it when I hum on his cock. He whimpers when I play with his balls. And he gets even louder when I reach up and pinch his nipples.

No one can satisfy River like me. No one can replace me or how I make him feel. Regardless of what happens, I will always be the first man to make him come. And if I can help it, I will be the last.

As River’s legs shake, his cum fills my mouth. I love his salty yet sweet taste, leaving a hint of him on my tongue to savor.

I pull him onto my lap. River presses his palms to my chest and straddles me, but we’re so big and heavy the chair creaks. The legs might snap if we don’t move.

So, I lift him in my arms and carry him over to my bed. With River beneath me, I plunge my tongue into his mouth, letting him taste himself. He’s hard again and heavy in my hand.

“Can’t get enough of me, can you?”

River peels his lips from mine and smiles. “God, no.”

“If you keep calling me God, I will develop a complex.”

He laughs. “You already have one, you cocky motherfucker.”

“Can you blame me?” I fist my now hard dick. “Look at this body.”

“Oh, I’m looking.” He bites his lip. “I’m having a hard time controlling myself.”

“We can fuck,” I whisper in his ear, my lips warming his earlobe. “I can slide my cock into your tight hole right now and claim your virgin ass.”

“Not with everyone home.”

My tongue travels up and down his neck until he’s moaning in my ear. “You’re not quiet, baby. Imagine how loud you’ll be when I fuck you.”

River grins. “Did you just call me baby?”

“Do you wanna be my baby?”

“No, I want to be youreverything.”

I want that, too.

Taking him in my hand, I give him a few pumps. “Do you want to come again?”

“Yes,” he whimpers, thrusting his hips. “Come with me this time.”

River wants me to lead the way. He’s used to me being the dom in the bedroom and waits for me to bark the next instruction.

“Line up your dick with mine,” I say, even though I’m doing the work for him.

I fist our cum-slick dicks with my right hand, but it’s not enough. We’re too big for me to do all the work.

“As I move up from the bottom, you stroke us from the top.”

He does as I say. “Have you been practicing?”

“Nah. Gay porn.”

“You’re not allowed to watch porn,” he says in a stern tone.

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