Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 74226 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74226 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
He grabs my breast roughly, pinching my nipple through my shirt, making me gasp in surprise.
“You like this, my little whore? You like me touching you however I please? Tell me how wet your cunt is right now, how your clit is begging to be touched.”
“Why? Why do you care if I like this or not?” I don’t know why I feel like taunting him, but some depraved part of myself wants to see how far I can push him.
“I don’t really care,” he growls, “I’d fuck you even if you begged me to stop. But I like you admitting what a dirty little slut you are. And I like even more knowing that Ren hates it when I touch you.” There must be something very wrong with me because his twisted words only turn me on more. I feel my pussy growing wet, my core tightens, and my thighs quiver in anticipation.
His hand moves from my breast to my stomach, stopping right over my belly button.
“Please,” I beg breathlessly, letting my head fall back to rest on River’s shoulder.
“Please what? Please stop or please fuck me?” River taunts.
“Please fuck me,” I shamelessly admit. “I want you.”
“Prove it.” He suddenly lets go of me. His hands disappear from my body, and he steps away, leaving me unsteady on my own feet. When I turn around a bit disoriented, I find him climbing onto the bed, laying down with his head propped up on the pillow. “Come and ride my cock. Show me how much you want me,” he challenges.
Without thinking, I grab the hem of my pj shirt and pull it over my head. I dig my fingers into the waistband of my bottoms and pull those down together with my underwear. River’s eyes are filled with lust as he undoes his pants and pulls his already hard cock out.
I don’t waste any time climbing onto the bed with him. I straddle his lap, positioning my pussy over him until his head is nudging against my entrance. I lower myself slowly, apparently too slow for River.
He grabs hold of my hips and slams me down on his cock, impaling me with a sharp pain. I hiss at the discomfort while River groans in pleasure. “Fuck, you feel so good. You were made for me.” His words somehow ease the pain a bit.
He lets me adjust to his size for a few moments, but his hungry eyes never leave mine. When the discomfort has eased, I start moving my hips a little, testing at first, then a little more. River groans again, while his thumb finds my clit to rub small circles over it. I can feel myself growing wet, making him slide in and out of me smoothly as I bounce my hips up and down.
Closing my eyes, I let my head fall back to enjoy the euphoric sensation of us fucking, and River keeping pressure on my small bundle of nerves between my legs. He rubs it relentlessly while meeting my hips with every stroke until I’m nothing more than a moaning mess about to have a mindblowing orgasm.
“I want you to come all over my cock, I want to feel you squeeze me while you fall apart.” He pulls his hand back an inch and slaps my clit with his palm. I squeal out in surprise, shocked by the new sensation. Before I can comprehend what he is doing, he slaps my pussy again, and the sharp sting is what sends me over the edge.
“That’s it, my little slut. Come for me, squeeze my cock with your pretty little cunt.” My orgasm slams into me suddenly and violently, while River continues the onslaught on my clit. Pleasure like never before courses through my veins, and my whole body stiffens with the release before every muscle inside of me turns into jelly.
I crumble down like a paper doll, too exhausted to hold myself up. My cheek is pressed against River’s chest. My mouth hangs open, and I breathe heavily to catch my breath. I might be slobbering, but I couldn’t care less. My mind is too consumed with the unbelievable pleasure I just experienced. I’m still not fully conscious yet when River shifts beneath me, flipping us over so that I’m on the bottom, facing him.
Opening my eyes, I catch the darkness in River’s gaze. A darkness that makes me shiver with both fear and anticipation. How does he make me feel this way? I should be frightened, but instead, his darkness sets my core ablaze in a way Ren can’t. The thought alone confuses me beyond measures. I need to stop thinking about them as two separate people. River is Ren, Ren is River. Two sides of the same coin.
Before I can think too much into it, River grins mischievously, and his eyes gleam with excitement. I’m about to ask him what he is thinking about when he grabs my hips and flips me around on my stomach.