Page 35 of Our Hearts to Break

As I move my body, River moans, “Oh god, Nate.”

“You like having my big dick in your tight ass, don’t you?”

His eyes meet mine, and he bobs his head.

“You’re such a dirty boy, Riv.” I etch my fingers into his hips and take him harder. “Look at you letting your best friend give you a good pounding.”

“Nate,” he whimpers as I slam into him with more force. “Oh, yeah… Right there.” His legs wrap tighter around me, and that only drives me deeper. “Fuck, that’s my prostate.”

I listen to the sounds he makes for me. Watch him unravel beneath me. Our chests are slick with sweat as I claim him with another thrust.

“You are mine,” I say, jerking his cock. “Tu es à moi.”

His eyes widen, shocked I remembered how to say the words, and then, he says, “Je suis à vous.”

“Yours,” I confirm.

When I slide as deep as I can go, I lean forward to lick his nipple, and as my tongue connects with the tiny bud, he mutters my name.

“Say it again,” I command.

“Nate,” he whispers.

He lifts his hips, and I thrust deeper, spilling my seed inside him as his cum hits our stomachs.

It takes a second for my brain to reconnect with my body. High on River, I’m swimming in a sea of ecstasy, lost to the feeling of my cock inside him. I collapse on his chest, both of us sticky and exhausted.

“Wow, that was fucking insane.”

He sits up to kiss my lips, stealing the air from my lungs. “You’re never going to want sex with a woman again.”

I pull out of him and watch my cum leak from his ass. “You seem confident of that.”

He smirks. “I am.”

I drop onto the bed, and River curls up beside me, resting his head on my chest, arm draped across my stomach.

River lifts his head and grins. “Wanna be my boyfriend?”

“Yes,” I say, unable to contain my smile.

“You’re so fucking gay,” he tells me, and this time, I don’t correct him because he’s right.

ChapterThirteen

NATE

I wakeup to River’s lips on my neck, his erect dick rubbing up against mine. For the first time in a while, I didn’t have any nightmares. At least none that I can recall. River always chases away my demons.

“Morning,” he whispers.

“Yeah, it’s a good fucking morning,” I growl against his lips as he fists my cock. “I could get used to waking up like this.”

Most mornings, I wake up hard, and today is no exception.

“I’m addicted now.” My sexy boyfriend captures my bottom lip in his mouth and sucks, tossing his leg over mine. “You’ve created a monster, Nate.”

“Is that so?” I flash one of my cocky smirks that makes him smile. “I’m supposed to be the addict in this relationship.”

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