Shallow River

by H.D. Carlton

Fuck, she tastes sweeter than I imagined. Countless nights, I fantasized about those lips on mine. On my body, and especially on my cock as I got myself off to thoughts of her. Too many nights of doing the same thing, from the moment I laid eyes on River knocking the daylights out of the handsy asshole at the club. The moment her golden eyes landed on me, she trapped me in and made me hers. I didn’t know it at the time, but she never let me go.

I snatch her wrists and pull them tightly behind her back, just like I do when I arrest a criminal. Kissing this woman is criminal. So many things I could do to her. I could handcuff her now, letting her endure the sweet torture of what my tongue could do to her body and not be able to stop me. She wouldn’t want to, but she’d try when the pleasure becomes too much for her to handle.

“Is there any place I shouldn’t touch? Or anything you don’t want me to do? I can be gentle, I can be whatever you need.”

I FUCKING LOVE THIS MAN ISTG

“Did I hurt you?” I ask, lifting my hips just slightly. Her mouth parts and her eyes fall back to their half-lidded state. “I like the way you hurt me,” she whispers.

I slip out my handcuffs with practiced ease and have them slapped around her wrists, pinning them behind her back within seconds. She stills, my actions catching up to her as she realizes what I did. “Am I your prisoner?” she asks seductively. I bite my lip, quite liking the way her chest pops out and her body curves to accommodate the cuffs. “For as long as you’re willing to be,” I murmur. “You’ll let me out the second I tell you to,” she tells me, her voice soft but stern. I meet her gaze, making sure she can see the truth in my words. “They’ll be gone before you can finish the sentence,” I promise.

The only thing keeping me grounded is my need to make her come first. I refuse to come a second before she does.

“I never knew it was supposed to be like that,” she whispers. I close my eyes tightly, equally proud that I could be the first one to give that to her and angry that every man before me had the nerve to give her less than what she deserves.

“It will always be like that with us,” I promise. “Communication is important to me, River. I’ll test your limits and introduce you to new things, but I will never do anything to truly hurt you. And the moment you don’t like something, I’ll stop, and it will never happen again. I want to show you what sex between two people is supposed to be like. Two people who respect and understand each other.”

“I know, baby, you don’t need me to save you,”

Mako placates, his eyes still on Billy.

“I’m only going to murder him, ...

“That’s it, baby,”

he urges when my hips begin to rotate. He keeps the same, steady pace. It becomes agonizing, and soon, desperate mewls are following the moans. My hips rotate more insistently, my body begging for more.

“What do you...

he questions, refusing to quick...

“M...

“Tell me what you want,”

“Lick me,”

I whisper urgently. I nearly scream from frustration when I feel his tongue dart out, licking my neck. Normally, I wouldn’t complain, but not when I need his tongue on my pussy instead.

“M...

I bark, knowing damn well he knew precisel...

“...

he asks inno...

“Lick. My. ...

I growl, my hand sliding into his hair roughly and tugging hard. I feel the...

“Good ...

he pr...

He kneels before me, the knife firmly inside of me. When he looks up at me, his eyes darken to moss green, and I nearly come right then and there. Seeing Mako kneel before me like a knight would a princess, I question why I never wanted him to save me.

“Fuck, River, I need to fill you up. Come on my cock, now,”

Mako has the most beautiful fucking smile I’ve ever seen. It’s so goddamn genuine. Every time I see it, it feels like staring straight at the sun. It’s beautiful.