Page 62 of Fall to Me
All I want right now is to be buried deep inside her, but she’s in charge. I have a sneaking suspicion, by the look in her eyes as she straddles me—a knee on each side of my thighs—that she’s gonna be ruthless, and she confirms it when she says, “You’ve teased me . . . relentlessly. Mind fucked me for months. Made me think of you . . . even dream of you when I didn’t want to. You’ve left me wet and needy, completely turned on, my pussy throbbing and begging for release, only for you to make me come in here and finish the job myself. You have a lot to atone for. Are you sure this is a road you want to take?” She lifts a brow.
This woman. Fuck me.
Her nails trail down my abs. The movement slow and teasing. My pecs twitch. Goosebumps spread across my skin. My chest rises and falls faster as my breaths become shorter. She gives a quick, hard flick to my nipple and . . .Fuuuck.
“Answer me,” she demands.
I nod.
“Say the words I want to hear, Carter.”
“Yes. Ma’am.”
“I’m going to make you beg.” She pulls back the waist band of my boxers, snapping them against my skin, and lifts herself up. “Now, take these off.”
My breath quickens at her threat, but I’m eager for her, so I don’t hesitate. I lift my hips; my cock releases from my shorts and twitches in anticipation as I strip the thin fabric down my legs. Her head tilts to one side, and her eyes gleam as she stares at the metal piece at the head of my dick. She lifts a brow.
I smirk. “Surprise.”
“If you need something to do with that smart mouth, you can use it on my pussy once I’m done with you.”
Where the fuck did she come from, and why the hell have I waited this long?
She bites her lip and wraps her fingers around my cock. I flinch under her touch as a sharp rush of need spreads south. I hiss as River’s thumb brushes over the piercing. She leans over, nipping my earlobe.
“Sensitive?”
My jaw tightens, and I nod. “Fuck, yes.”
“Good. It’ll make breaking you a lot more fun.”
She hasn’t even started, and I’m losing my goddamn mind. Her mouth brushes down my body, licking and sucking every part of me until she gets to the head of my cock, never taking her gorgeous brown eyes from mine. My hands clinch the sheets beneath me, and my hips buck off the bed when she circles the piercing with her tongue.
She presses down on my stomach. “Did I give you permission to move?”
Gritting my teeth, I squeeze my eyes tight. My dick throbs, painfully.
“Eyes on me, Carter.”
Her beautiful long hair tickles my thighs as she leans over, stroking me up and down, her fingers tightening then loosening around my length in a throbbing squeeze, again and again. My heart pounds against my ribs. Tingles climb up my spine.
“Fuck.”
Almost there. So damn close.
“River.”
She releases my dick and prowls up my body.
Noooo.
“Did I say you could come?”
Without letting me answer, she crashes her lips to mine, stealing my breath. And then she begins the torture all over again.
Her tongue licks up my shaft and flicks across my piercing before she brings me all the way to the back of her throat and swallows.
“Holy shit. Goddamn. Fuck,” I hiss.
