“Fuck, River Blue,” he grunts, squeezing harder. “Where have you been?” he whispers again, shaking his head. "I can't believe… It didn't even cross my mind that it was you. The girl from my past." “Where I've always been,” I moan when he kneads my entire tit in his hand like dough. “You were the one who left without a word.” Hurt leaks into my voice, and he stops, pressing his forehead into my shoulder. "You didn't even say goodbye." "Let me make it up to you, then," he murmurs against my neck. "Let me show you how much I've missed you."
