Page 18 of Our Hearts to Break

“It was for research purposes.”

“Nate,” he groans.

“What? Dr. Swanson doesn’t want me having sex with random girls or engaging in risky behavior. But what we’re doing isn’t just sex.”

His lips part at my confession. “You really think that?”

“I do. This is so much more than sex for me.”

“Me too,” River whispers, his green eyes watery. “You know what this is, Nate?”

“Hmm?”

River rolls his thumb over the tip of my cock, eyes on my face. “This is intimacy. You being vulnerable with me.”

I lean forward and give him a quick peck. “Wrap your legs around me. Hold me and don’t let go.”

With that, River claims my mouth, helping me stroke our cocks up and down at the perfect pace. We know each other’s bodies so well, moving in unison like two perfectly fit puzzle pieces.

I kiss him with my eyes open to watch him unravel, to see him shiver as his orgasm reaches its crescendo. I’m obsessed with the sounds he makes when he comes. And the way his cock jerks every time I nibble on his lip.

My greedy little cock slut growls in my mouth, humping me like a teenage boy trying to get off, using my body to create more friction.

“Tu es à moi,” he whispers between kisses.

He said this to me before, and I never pried out the meaning from him. I couldn’t recall how to say the words, let alone spell them. French was not my favorite subject in high school. You’d think River would have rubbed off on me, but he only speaks it around his family.

I steal my lips from his as we’re about to come. “What does that mean?”

“It means…” He tips his head back, and then his eyes are on me again. “You are mine.”

River’s cum spills onto my abdomen and our hands, and not long after, my cum splashes his stomach.

“I’m yours.” I nuzzle his chin with my nose before trailing over his cheek. “And you’re mine, Riv. All mine.”

“Yes,” he says, huffing out a breath. “Fuck… You own me, Nate.”

We spend a few minutes making out, our sticky, sweaty bodies pressed together. Cradling his cheek, I explore his mouth with my tongue. Kiss his bruised lips. Press my weight down on him, reveling in the feel of his muscles rippling beneath me.

“You’re going to ruin me,” River says after the longest kiss of my life. “And I’m going to enjoy every second.”

I rest my forehead on his and breathe through my nose. “You already ruined me… and we haven’t had sex yet. Wait until you see how crazy obsessed I’m about to become.”

River laughs. “Some obsessions can be healthy… with moderation.”

“I won’t be able to control myself once we fuck. I know it.” Even as I speak, I can feel the need to possess him washing over me. “Get used to me being all over you. Nothing will get rid of me.”

ChapterSeven

NATE

Kneeling between River’s thighs,I take a mental snapshot of his ripped body laid out before me like a gift. My finger trails overC'est la viewritten in black a few inches above his nipple.

“Stop teasing me,” River groans. “I love it when you play with my nipples.”

“What does this tattoo mean to you?”

He glances at the placement of my finger and shrugs. “In English, it roughly translates tothat’s life.”

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