River drew his hand from her hair and stroked her throat. “You’re tensing up. Are you nervous?”
“I want to do this right,” she explained, frowning up at him. “I want to make you feel good.”
“Mm, that’s sweet,” he said in a voice gone hoarse. “But just looking at you is making me feel half-crazed with lust here.”
She nodded and licked her lips. River cupped the back of her head and nudged her forward. She swept her tongue over the engorged tip and hummed eagerly before sucking him in deep. She angled her head, and a few more inches disappeared inside her mouth. Soon, he was balls-deep. River’s entire body shuddered. Her head bobbed back and forth, her tongue circling the head of his cock. Her eyes drifted closed, face flushed.
“Jesus.” River groaned. “Such a pretty little mouth.”
She moaned and brought him all the way out before sucking him in again. The slurping sounds she made had his sac drawing up tight. Her tits bounced as she fucked him with her mouth.
“Son of a bitch, you’re a hungry little thing. Do you want a mouthful, Jeanette? You have to tell me now.” Soon the choice would be taken away from her, because he was fast losing control.
Her only response was a delicious humming sound as she continued her sweet torture. River flung his head back and closed his eyes, savoring every second of having Jeanette’s mouth on him, taking him straight to paradise.
He was so close to coming. When her tongue probed the slit at the end of his penis, River stiffened.
“Jeanette,” he warned.
She shook her head. Two more strokes of her tongue and he erupted, pouring his hot come all over her tongue and down her throat.
Jeanette waited as if needing every last drop before she slid his dick free of her lips. “Yummy,” she said, a shy smile on her face.
He chuckled and helped her to her feet. “As it turns out, there’s plenty more where that came from.”
Jeanette laughed and swiped a hand over her mouth. River bent low and wrapped one arm behind her knees and the other behind her back. He lifted her into his arms and carried her out of the room. “Bath time. Then we’re going to play some more.” He winked down at her. “You up for it?”
She cuddled close and tossed her arms around his neck. “Oh, yes,” she replied. “Very much so.”
His heart sped up, and something in the pit of his stomach expanded. Ah hell, he could seriously get used to this. How the hell was he supposed to let her go now?
Chapter Seven
After their bath, River had dressed her in a pair of his sweats and a T-shirt, then blindfolded her. He’d told her he wanted to take her somewhere special. She’d agreed so fast, without even questioning him, River knew it was a measure of how much she trusted him. It bothered him, because he sure as hell wouldn’t trust him. He ought to be whipped for even touching her. His resolve to keep her out of his murky world had gone right down the drain. But damn if he cared.
She made him happy. River had forgotten how to laugh until Jeanette. She had changed him, brought him back a piece of the man he’d thought lost. And now he wanted to be surrounded by the beauty of the night while he made love to her. He ached to show her joy.
Little by little, River loosened his grip on Jeanette’s waist. He looked down at her and knew a kind of peace only her presence could give him. “Open your eyes, sunshine,” he murmured in a voice filled with emotion.
As her lashes fluttered open and her gaze landed on their lush surroundings, River saw her eyes widen in surprise. “Oh, this place is beautiful, River.”
“You deserve beauty,” he replied as the spicy scent of their mingling desire filled the air. Need roared through River’s veins. He bent over her and touched his tongue to her neck. Heat and excitement mixed with the sweet taste of her ivory skin. Jeanette moaned when his teeth nibbled the slightest bit. River’s hands burrowed into her hair, his solid bulk dwarfing her. God, how had he become so impatient for her?
River lifted away and turned her in his arms until her bottom cradled his hard cock. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her in tighter. “Look at the night. Can you see its beauty?”
“I love it here. Do you own all this?”
“Yeah, I bought it a few years ago. I’d like to hire Vance’s construction business to build a house on it someday.” The clearing in the woods was on a small parcel of land that was a twenty-minute drive from his apartment. No one in his family knew about it. It’d become a sort of haven for River.
They were surrounded by flourishing trees, enclosing them so that it felt like they were in their own private paradise. An owl off in the distance hooted, and a coyote howled. The scent of wildflowers perfumed the air. It was a heady combination.
“This is the most beautiful place I’ve ever seen.” She looked up at him, her eyes shining with love. “Thank you for bringing me here.”
Pride shot through him at hearing her praise his land. “I want to make love to you here, Jeanette. I want to be deep inside you as the darkness surrounds us.”
Jeanette’s stomach fluttered as his words mirrored her thoughts. She didn’t recognize her own husky voice. “God, yes, River, please make love to me.” No more words were necessary.
Jeanette turned back around and rose up on her toes, touching her lips against the warmth of his mouth. Heaven. It had to be heaven; nothing else could feel so good, so right. She let herself flow with the desire that coursed through her body. Nibbling and licking at him, playing the way she’d wanted to for so long. Taking her time to build his excitement before allowing him entrance to her mouth.