Page 53 of River
“No, not with my boyfriends. By myself.”
“So, when you’re alone, you can come?”
“Yes.”
I played with a lock of her hair. “Do you use a toy?”
“Ehh…” Her cheeks flushed red. “That’s private.”
Kissing her forehead, I didn’t pull back. “You can ask me anything, and I want you to be honest with me as well.”
She sighed. “Yes, I have a toy that I use.”
“And what do you think about when you come?”
River bit her lip. “Different scenarios. I don’t know.”
“I want to give you an orgasm,” I whispered.
She pulled her head back. “Noah, no. I said that…”
“I’m not talking about intercourse. There are other ways for me to please you.”
River was tensing up, so I eased her fears. “I won’t do it tonight, but when you feel relaxed enough.”
“And what if that day never comes?”
With a confident smile, I moved down to lie on her bed and opened my arms to her. “Then we’ll keep kissing.”
River was quiet as she curled up to me.
“You overthink things,” I whispered before kissing her.
Never had I given the act of kissing this much effort, but I wanted River to feel pleasure from our closeness.
Letting my tongue rake over the ridge of her teeth, I coaxed out her tongue to come play with me. This was territory that River was familiar with, and she was quick to kiss me back.
Her first little moan and her hand in my hair made my blood boil with need for her. If someone really had molested this precious woman, I wanted to kill them for it.
I pushed the thought away because right now, all I wanted to think about was pleasing River.
She didn’t protest when I began kissing along her jawline and down her neck. River was wearing pajama shorts and a chemise with no bra underneath.
My kisses continued down to her shoulder as I intertwined the fingers on my left hand with hers. All the time, I was sensitive to her movements and alert for any sign of displeasure.
My kisses brought me closer to her breast, and she kept an eye on me when I lowered her chemise a little before cupping her right breast.
“I’ve never been with a woman as beautiful as you.”
River weaved her hands through my hair and gave a small gasp when I pushed her chemise low enough for her nipple to be exposed. I quickly covered it with my mouth, kissing and suckling.
Maybe it was because we were both hyper-aware of my every touch that this felt like a huge victory. I didn’t know what kind of amateurs River had been with before, but from her little moans and sweet responsiveness, I would say that she was more sensual than most of the women I’d been with before her.
Empowered that she hadn’t stopped me yet, I continued to her other breast. I could have stayed right there and just played with her perfect tits for hours, but maybe it was my Viking DNA that pushed me to conquer new territory.
“What are you doing?” River panted when my hand moved lower.
“Relax, butterfly,” I comforted her and left my hand to explore while moving my face up to kiss her again.
