Nico poured the wine then walked over to the railing and stood beside her. She accepted the glass he offered and took a drink as she looked up at him. He could see River wanted an answer to that question. Saw that it was important to her. And he knew that his answer was going to go a long way to helping her figure out how she felt about him. She wanted to know if he was a monster or not. Nico couldn't blame her.
“No. I’ve never killed anybody,” he answered honestly, holding her gaze firmly. “I won’t lie to you though. I have roughed a few people up. But no, I’ve never taken a life. I give you my word about that, River.”
Her entire body seemed to deflate as if she'd just let out a breath she'd been holding. She looked relieved. As if he'd just stripped her of her greatest fear.
“I believe you,” she said softly.
As Nico stood there looking into her eyes, he felt his insides grow warm and his veins fill with liquid fire. He knew it was the last thing that should have been on his mind given how tense and strained things had been all evening, but he couldn’t help but feel his cock begin to stiffen. River was so beautiful and as he thought about the feeling of having her young, soft body pressed to his again, he couldn’t stop himself from growing thicker and harder.
Nico took her glass of wine and set it down along with his on the small table that stood between them against the railing. Her full lips parted, River looked up at him with wide eyes that gleamed in the darkness of the evening, reflecting the desire that was coursing through him. Nico felt his cock twitch as he stepped forward and took River into his arms. He leaned down and kissed her and much to his surprise and delight, she didn’t pull away and slap him. Instead, she kissed him back.
River’s tongue twirled around his and he tasted the wine he’s just poured upon her lips. She gripped the front of his shirt, her kiss growing more heated and passionate, sending bolts of electricity crackling through his body. Nico felt the goosebumps marching up and down his skin and the fire in his belly ignite, sending a scalding heat racing through his limbs. He slid his hands up and down her soft, curvy body, savoring the taste of her mouth.
Nico groaned as River grabbed hold of his cock through his pants and stroked him. He slid his hands down and cupped her ass, pulling her to him. She resisted though and stepped back. Never breaking eye contact and with a salacious grin upon her lips, River quickly undid his belt and pants, letting them fall to the ground. She dropped to her knees and her mouth quickly engulfed the head of his cock. His entire body twitched as she moved her head up and down on his staff, grabbing his balls and squeezing them at the same time.
“Jesus, River,” he moaned.
As she swirled her tongue around the head of his dick and stroked his shaft at the same time, Nico threw his head back and gasped. He felt tiny explosions of sensation going off inside of him. The feel of her warm breath, slick tongue, and firm grip on his cock was almost too much to bear. He tangled his fingers in her hair as she swallowed the head of his dick and jerked him off, his body alight with heat and a tingling sensation that rippled across his skin.
She worked him with her hand and mouth, pumping his cock harder and faster. She tightened her grip on his staff, squeezing him so hard, her knuckles turned white and forced a gasp of pleasure from his mouth. River had him hurtling toward the precipice and he knew if he didn’t stop her, she was going to make him explode and he wasn’t ready for that. He was desperate to be inside of her. Desperate to feel the warm, wetness of her fiery center.
Nico stepped back, pulling his dick out of her mouth and she looked up at him with a glint of disappointment in her eyes. His laugh was a breathy, quavering sound that made him clear his throat. Nico reached down and pulled her to her feet but when she got up, she pushed him back toward the sofa.
“Lay down,” she demanded.
He chuckled and reached for her, but River slapped his hands away.
“I said, lay down. Now,” she repeated, her voice firm yet sultry.
Nico had never suspected she could be so sexually aggressive, but he had to admit, it was turning him on. He liked that she was demanding what she wanted, and it was making his cock so hard, it was almost painful. He did as she asked and laid back on the sofa. When he did though, River surprised him again. Rather than straddling him at the waist, she hiked up her skirt and knelt over his face with one leg on either side of his head.
She stared down at him and a devious little smile curled a corner of her mouth upward. River reached down and grabbed a handful of his hair, pulling it so hard, he winced. But that shot of pain that rocketed through his body felt good. It was arousing and made him impossibly hard.
“Service me,” she ordered him.
River ground herself down against his mouth and her slick folds pressed hard against his lips. Nico went to work, licking and sucking at her warm, wet center. He groaned as he tasted her juices and felt them sliding down his cheeks. He reached up and grabbed her by the hips, pulling River down harder on his face, the sound of her breathy gasping filling his ears and egging him on. She rode his face, crying out his name as he lapped at her in a frenzy.
She broke his rhythm though and a long moan burst from his mouth, muffled by her pussy, when she reached back and grabbed hold of his dick. She squeezed the base of it in a tight fist and started to stroke him.
“I didn’t tell you to stop,” she demanded.
Every muscle in his body tightened and his heart raced as he lapped at her, savoring the taste of her juices and the feel of her slick lips grinding against his mouth. His entire body ached with need as she pumped her fist up and down on his cock. River rocked her hips in a seductive rhythm against his face, her breath ragged, her muscles growing taut. She trembled and as she neared her orgasm, her thighs tightened around his head.
“Yes. God, yes, baby,” she whispered.
Nico slid his hands down and gave her ass a firm smack as he drove his tongue deep inside of her. River threw her head back and let out a cry that echoed down the Grand Canal. Her entire body shook wildly and when Nico slipped his tongue past her velvety folds once more, wanting to taste her, River gasped and grabbed his hair, yanking it back.
“Sorry,” she said with a wavering laugh. “That was just really intense.”
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath then got off his face. With that sultry smile still on her lips, River turned around and bent over the arm of the sofa then looked at him over her shoulder. She bit her bottom lip and hiked her skirt up around her waist then wiggled her ass at him. Nico stared for a long moment, transfixed by her round, tight backside, He thought it might have been the most perfect ass he’d ever seen in his life.
“Get over here and fuck me,” she demanded. “Now.”
“Yes ma’am,” he said.
Nico got up behind her and without preamble, slid the length of his cock deep into her. River gasped out loud and he saw her wince. But the pain seemed to pass quickly as she pressed herself back against him. She looked at him, her eyes alight with a desperate need… it was a feeling Nico could relate to. Grabbing hold of her hips, he started to drive himself into her again and again. Her breath burst from her mouth, and she drew in a long, quivering breath as he fucked her. But when she turned and looked at him again, there was a sexy little smile on her face that sent a tendril of fire shooting straight into his cock.
“Harder,” she said. “Fuck me harder.”