Page 62 of River
Guiding her to the bed, I removed her panties before getting down between her legs and eating the most exquisite piece of flesh in this world. Everything about River was delicious, and I loved feeling her body react to my tongue and fingers.
When she was soaking wet and panting from her first orgasm, I got up on the bed next to her.
River had a lazy smile on her face when she reached for my crotch. Pushing my briefs down, I let out my cock and moaned when she smeared the precum down my shaft.
“Fuuck.”
I rolled on top of her and spread her legs, pushing my cock over her pubic area without entering.
River looked down and placed her hand around my cock again. Lowering my body on top of hers, I kissed her with so much longing, silently pleading for her to let me in. I fucked her hand with rhythmic strokes, imitating what it would feel like if we were to take it one step further.
River was panting like me and making me crazy with her little moans.
“Please,” I whispered in her ear.
She lifted her hands to cup my face and kiss me. With her hands gone, my cock was rubbing against her pelvic bone, stimulating her clit and making me willing to sacrifice at least a few fingers if only I could make love to her for real.
Put a condom on, my inner voice told me, but I was petrified that if I broke contact with her now, she would get time to overthink what we were doing.
“River, I’m so fucking in love with you,” I whispered.
Her arms wrapped around my shoulders.
She was slick and wet, and I couldn’t stop my cock from moving further back for every stroke against her pelvic bone. My brain was battling the programming of my nervous system, which had an agenda of its own.
She’ll stop me if she doesn’t want it.
She’s spreading her legs for me. She wants it.
The tip of my cock pushed against her entrance, and her fingers dug deeper into my shoulders.
“We should use a condom,” I muttered, but my body was so geared up that I pushed against her once more, this time inserting the tip of my cock in River.
Her reaction came out of nowhere when she tensed like a bowstring and pushed me off her.
“River, relax. I’m sorry.” I tried to reason with her, but she was hyperventilating and got out of bed, scooping up her dress and pulling it over her head and down her body, not even noticing that it was inside out.
“River, let’s talk about it.” I reached out for her, but she jerked back and couldn’t look me in the eye.
“It’s okay. I won’t do it again. I just wanted you so much. Do you understand?”
“I’m sorry.” River fled out my door, and with me being naked, I cursed.
I’d fucked up, and I would have to go and apologize. Deciding that it was better to give her some time to calm down, I put on my shorts and went to clean up after us on the beach. Something told me that cleaning up after my mistake with River wouldn’t be as easy.
