Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 74940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
And you don’t.
The words pop into my mind, but I keep them from popping out of my mouth.
Of course he doesn’t love me. Infatuation isn’t love. But he likes me. He admitted that. He thinks I’m astounding, and he enjoyed our time together.
Tingles shoot through me. I like him too. I may like him more than I like Brett.
But he’s right. None of us know each other yet. This is all new. We’ve been here for two days, even though with all the events, it seems like longer.
“Maybe we should call it a night,” I say. “Thank you for a wonderful time.”
He pulls me to him and kisses me, and this time it’s soft and sweet and our tongues slide together in perfect harmony.
When he breaks the kiss, he stands, pulling me with him, and we leave the bedroom, walk through the sitting area, and end up at the door.
He cups my cheek again, caressing it, and then he leans down. “You’re amazing, Ariel Tanner. I think you may be...”
His breath tickles my ear, but he moves back.
“May be what?” I ask.
“I’m getting ahead of myself. I—”
Pounding on the door interrupts him.
He glances at the door, and I nod to him. He opens it.
June stands there in a short satin robe, tears streaming down her cheeks.
“Oh my God!” I pull her into the room. “June, what’s wrong?”
EPISODE 52
SEX ON THE BED
Emily
Am I ready to have my mind blown? Always, though River’s done a bloody good job of it already. We drop our towels on the floor of his massive bathroom and he takes my hand and leads me toward his equally massive bed.
If he truly thinks he can make me beg to stop coming, he’s in for a surprise. I’ll come all fucking night and have no issue with it.
“Lie down,” River commands, “and spread those gorgeous legs.”
I have no problem taking that order. I gave him a worthy blow job in the shower, and I’m more than ready to be repaid.
I sink down onto the navy-blue comforter and nearly lose myself in its lushness, just as I plan to lose myself in all those orgasms River promised.
He stands above me, his body glistening from the remnants of the shower, his dark hair in damp waves that touch his broad shoulders. And his eyes...
My God. So dark they’re almost black as he stares down at me as if he’s a wolf about to devour his prey.
I’ll be his willing prey.
He kneels and pulls my thighs so that my ass is at the edge of the bed. “Do you have any idea how beautiful you are, Emily?”
What do I say to that? Yes? I’ll sound narcissistic. No? I’ll sound ridiculous. I choose to say nothing.
He closes his eyes and inhales. “You smell like a gardenia blooming right after a rainstorm.”
“It’s the shower gel,” I say on a sigh.
“Maybe.” He opens his eyes and meets my gaze. “But it’s also you. Your pussy. Your natural scent.” His eyelids look heavy. “I haven’t eaten pussy in a long time, Emily. And I’ve never eaten one as dazzling as yours.”
Dazzling? My cunt is dazzling? Okay, we’ll go with that. Again, I have no idea what to say, so I keep quiet.
“Your pussy lips look like pink silk,” he says, “and they’re still wet, but it’s not from the shower, Emily.” He pushes my thighs forward, baring my ass to him. I suck in a quick breath when the pad of his finger touches my asshole. “I like to eat ass too. Almost as much as I like to eat pussy. In fact, I like to put my mouth on every part of a woman, and that’s what I plan to do to you tonight.”
“Then get on with it,” I say. “Or are you all talk and no action?”
He flips me over and swats the cheek of my ass. “All talk and no action? Those are fighting words.” His palm comes down on my ass again.
I didn’t take River for a spanker. I’m still not sure he is, as he caresses my flesh after the stinging slap. Then I gasp when he slides his tongue along the crease of my cheeks, stopping at the tight hole and probing it ever so slightly.
“Mmm...” he says against my flesh. “Delicious.”
He slides his tongue lower, through my pussy lips. I arch my back, pushing against his face.
“Something you want?” he asks.
“Your tongue. Inside me. All over me. I don’t bloody care where, River. Just touch me, for fuck’s sake.”
He slaps my cheek once more and then flips me onto my back, spreading my legs. “By the end of the night, my tongue will have touched every part of you, but I’m going to start...right...here.” He flicks it over my clit.
I grab the comforter with both hands, arching my back and undulating my hips.