Bitter Notes (Second Sets, #1)

by Aly Beck

“Good girl. That’s what I thought,” he murmurs. “You’re going to take my cock, River Blue. And you’re going to cum all over it again and again." Possession takes over his voice, dipping it into a deep growl.

Every muscle in my body contracts when he surges forward, growling like a beast and burying himself so deep inside me that I swear my cervix brushes his tip, and I meet God himself behind my eyelids.

“Touch yourself,” Kieran begs through a rasp. “Cum on my cock. Do it!” he demands, grabbing my wrist and forcing my fingers to swirl around my aching clit with heavy pressure. "Good fucking girl,” he hisses when my pussy contracts around him, and I gasp for air. “Cum,” he demands in a single growl, picking up his pace.

But you don’t belong to Van Drake anymore. The truth is you never did. He was a pathetic excuse of a placeholder. Naw, my sweet River Blue, you belong to me. Always have. Always fucking will,”

“All right, Pretty Girl. We’ll take you back to our house and handcuff you to the bed. It’s about time Callum learned a little something about cunnilingus.” I grin, rolling my extra-long tongue out, creating waves with it.

Terrible things happen to everyone every single day. It's what you do with those dire situations that count.

I groan when he shoves his long fingers inside me and twists them around, gathering my juices with Rad's. Four fingers from two different hands push the boundaries of my fluttering pussy walls. “Feel that, man? She fucking loves it. She's going to cum all over them. And then you're going to finish yourself with her cum. Okay?” Rad asks through the fog of my mind, and I hear him moan in the distance.

If his memory doesn’t let him forget, I’ll make this the most incredible experience of his life. There will be no doubt that this will be the moment running through his mind in ten years when he pops a chub randomly in public and curses my name.

“I want to fuck you, Little Star. I want this memory to live with me for the rest of my life. I want to see this… your face when you come… and remember the feel of your pussy wrapped around my dick. It's you, River. I've been waiting for you,” he says with such conviction I can't turn him away.

“Lie down,” he demands in a gravelly voice, pointing to the table. “And spread your legs like a good girl.”

I won't last long, so come for me, Little Brat. Come all over my cock and show me how much you love it when I fuck you hard enough to leave bruises,”

“That's my River Blue,” he whispers huskily against my neck. “Come for us again, baby. Come on my fingers and Rad’s tongue.”