Page 86 of Make Them Cry
I think:I needed him. I wasn’t wrong.
And then the dark takes me gently, and for once, I don’t dream of doors left open.
Only of a mouth that says my name like it’s safe.
TWENTY-EIGHT
GAGE
Is this real life? I have to pinch myself when I wake up with River in my arms. The whole night explodes through my brain like some naughty porno that I want to relive pronto.
I groan as my cock hardens, and River stirs lightly. Her big eyes open, and all that blue is focused on me. “Morning,” I say to her.
“Hi,” she whispers. “I can’t believe we did that last night.”
My heartbeat catches in my ribs. “You don’t regret it, do you?” My cock throbs between us, and she notices it.
She glances down and back up again. Her hand wraps around the base of my dick, and my breath hitches. “Not at all.” She pumps her fist, and my brain short circuits.
She repositions herself, moving her mouth closer and closer to my hardening dick. “I want to watch you lose control again,” she whispers before darting her pink tongue across the head. Her wet tongue traces the ridge and I turn to where I’m lying flat on my back.
“Oh fuck, River,” I groan out. My fingers slip into her hair, and I angle her head.
She drags a tongue along my shaft and I hiss out a ragged breath. She opens her mouth wide, taking me into it and sucking. Her cheeks hollow out, and she continues to suck me deep down her throat.
“You’re so fucking hot as you suck my cock.” I grip her hair tight. “Keep swallowing me, River. Fuck,” I growl. I don’t know how much longer I can last.
The sight of River sucking my dick is what wet dreams are made of. I pump my dick inside her tight mouth a few more times before I realize I don’t want this to end this way.
I pull myself out of her mouth, and she gazes up at me. “I need to taste you too,” I tell her, sliding off the couch in one quick movement. I spread her legs, and she’s soaked for me. “Oh fuck, River. You’re so damn wet. Is this all for me?” I drag a finger through it, ending at her clit. I rub on it a few times before leaning my head down. I breathe her in.So fucking good.
She pumps her hips. “Yes, all for you.”
The thought that she was getting turned on just sucking my dick does something to me. It makes me come alive, and I want to return the favor. “I want you coming all over my tongue,” I tell her, licking a path over her slick heat. “All over my face,” I whisper as I nibble lightly on her thigh.
Her fingers fly through my hair. “Yes, oh god, yes,” she moans out.
I smile up at her. “Not god, sweetheart. Gage.”
“You’re incorrigible.”
I lean my head back down to her hot center, and focus all my attention on her. I work her over, my tongue creating patterns that weave and slide through her wetness. Her pussy grows hotter as I stick a finger into her, and then another. I hook one finger, trying my best to get her G-spot again.
I eat her out like a man on a mission. I don’t relent as she calls out my name and begs for mercy. I don’t stop when she tightens her hold on me. And I fucking don’t even think about stopping when she comes all over me.
My cock is raging hard as I slam it into her tight heat after her orgasm.
“I need to fuck you,” I tell her with each hard stroke of my cock. I ram into her harder, over and over, as she clings tightly to me. I’m not thinking about anything but my release. About how badly I want this woman in my bed every night. How I need her with me always.
My release crashes over me as she tells me she’s coming again. The swell of pride that courses through me makes me want to call off the day and stay indoors with her all day long. I don’t even want to come up for air.
Our bodies relax, and she giggles lightly.
“I need a shower,” she says as I pull my cock out of her.
“Is that an offer?”
She kisses me, and the thought of washing her sinfully sexy body has me growing hard again. “We’ll never get anything done if we do.”
