Page 16 of Our Hearts to Break

“I might suck at this,” he says with a shy smile.

“Yeah, I want you to suck. That’s the point.” I shift my hips to smack his lips with the tip. “Wrap those sexy lips around me and show me how good you can take this dick.”

He bends down and swipes my precum from the tip. “I’ve been practicing.”

“Yeah?” My eyebrows rise. “With who?”

He licks my cum from his finger. “A dildo.”

“What else do you do with the dildo?”

River puts his palms on my thighs and sucks the tip of my cock into his mouth. “I have a dildo for this.” He does a swirly motion that goes straight to my balls, spreading down my spine. “And another dildo for my ass.”

“Dirty boy,” I growl. “Getting your tight hole prepped for me?”

He bobs his head on my cock in answer. I’m on the edge, ready to lose my fucking mind. No blowjob has ever felt this good. Probably because it’shislips on my cock,hismouth making me moan.

It’s always been River.

“I hate waiting,” he says, popping his mouth off me. “If we were alone, I’d be begging you to fuck me.”

“When I fuck you, you’ll come so many times your dick will go into withdrawal when we’re apart. He’ll need antidepressants to make it through the day.”

River chuckles and abandons my aching cock to suck and bite my stomach. He yanks on my flesh, attacking me like a vampire. I never let women touch me like this. But I want a reminder of every place River has been.

“Trying to give me a hickie?” I bite out, struggling to catch my breath.

He lifts his head and smirks. “What if I am?”

“Go ahead.” I palm his head. “I’m already yours, Riv. Might as well mark me.”

A wicked gleam flashes in his green eyes, and then he sucks on my skin, pulling at it with his teeth. Reddish purple marks scatter across my abdomen. There’s even one below my nipple.

“You’re my new obsession,” I confess. “You have no idea what you’ve done.”

“Hunt me,” he says before enveloping me in his mouth. “I want to be your prey.”

The day we met, I nodded at the target practice poster on the wall above my bed, the center ripped to shreds by my rifle, and said, “You’re either the hunter or the hunted. Which one are you?”

The saying is a family motto passed down by generations of Brooks. And when I’d said it to River, I knew he would become part of my family one day. From the moment I saw River, he was mine.

I throw my legs over River’s shoulders and thrust upward into his mouth. He chokes on my long length, his eyes filled with tears.

“Oh fuck,” I moan, shocked by how fast the force of my orgasm hits me. “Riv, I’m gonna…”

Seconds later, my cum hits the back of his throat, and he stays suctioned to me until he gets every last drop. After my legs stop trembling, River sits up straighter, wiping his mouth with his hand, eyes on me.

“That was even better than I imagined.”

“Yeah, fuck.” I wipe the sweat from my brow. “Tell me about it. Your mouth is magical. It’s the most perfect thing I’ve ever had on me.”

River turned my brain to mush. I’m rambling nonsense. He could probably talk me into anything right now.

I beckon him with my index finger. “Your turn. I need that big dick in my mouth.”

Hovering above me, he stares into my eyes and pushes his cock past my lips. I suck him down my throat in one go, the force of which knocks him off balance.

River squeezes my shoulder to steady himself. “Goddamn, Nate. You’re a natural.”

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