Page 36 of Our Hearts to Break

“You know, I’ve been thinking about that,” River says with a thoughtful look. “What if all the sex with women was just to forget about the woman who shall not be named? Maybe you don’t have an addiction.”

“You’re just saying that because you want me to fuck you day and night.” His lips thin into a line, and he remains quiet. “You don’t want Dr. Swanson imposing rules on you… and you want more of my dick. Don’t you?”

He pins me to the bed, lips hovering above mine. “Yes, but… I’m serious. I think we should discuss this with Dr. Swanson during our next appointment. I don’t want to have restrictions on our relationship when it’s so new.”

“Sex addict,” I say with laughter in my tone. “You’re hooked on me.”

He blushes. “Yeah, I guess.”

I wave a hand over my naked body. “Who could blame you when you get to look at all this?”

He smacks my chest and laughs. “Idiot.”

“I prefer when you call me God.”

River kisses me softly, nibbling on my lip. “I love you so much it fucking hurts when I breathe.” He pauses, then sits back, staring at the bedsheet. “I mean…”

“I know what you mean.”

He tilts his head to the side and scratches his jaw. “Can we…?”

I can tell he doesn’t want to discuss his declaration of love, so I say, “Are you ready to go again?”

“Uh-huh.” He nods, biting his lip. “I’m a little sore, but I want more.”

We showered after our last fuck session around five o’clock and pretty much blacked out. I’d planned to sleep all day, but this horny motherfucker has other plans.

His masculine scent burrows into my nostrils as he bites my neck. “I want to try another position this time.”

“Whatever you want.”

River rolls onto his side so his back faces me. “Prep me like this. Then, I want you to force me to my knees and fuck me from behind.”

“I can do that. Fuck do I wanna do that.” I massage his ass and slide my thumb between his cheeks. “Hand me the lube.”

He grabs the bottle from the nightstand. I drizzle the liquid onto his ass, enjoying the sight of it sliding into the crack and onto the bed.

River whimpers at the sensation. “It’s cold. But… I like it. Feels good.”

“I haven’t even touched you yet. So eager.”

River backs his ass into my cock. “I waited years for this. Don’t make me wait another second.”

I spread his cheeks with my thumbs and look at his hole, wet and glistening. Until last night, he was untouched, preserved just for me.

And now, he’s mine.

After our first time, I was hooked. So was River.

I plunge a finger inside him, reaching for the dildo. It’s not on the bed or the nightstand. Then, I remember we left them in the bathroom.

Opening him up for me, I add a second finger, listening to his moans and enjoying the way he bucks against my hand. There’s no denying River likes bottoming. He never seems to tire of it, though I bet he’ll be sore later.

“I’m good,” he says, rising to his knees. “I need you. Now.” His eyes meet mine. “Please.”

He’s adorable when he begs.

After eight years of having sex together, last night was the first time he let himself go. His shoulders weren’t tense. Every muscle in his body was relaxed. River freely gave himself to me without any barriers.

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