Total pages in book: 296
Estimated words: 284055 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1420(@200wpm)___ 1136(@250wpm)___ 947(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 284055 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1420(@200wpm)___ 1136(@250wpm)___ 947(@300wpm)
“The lyrics are kind of depressing,” I say, moving her closer to me.
“They really are,” she agrees. “You can hear the heartbreak in his voice.”
“It’s tragic,” I add.
She blinks, giving me those sultry eyes again, and I can no longer hold back. I cup her face in my hand and watch her for a moment, just staring into her eyes before I lean down and press my mouth to hers.
Her lips move against mine, parting so I can slip my tongue through and kiss her the way I’ve been dying to since the first time I saw her. My other arm tightens around her waist, holding her possessively as I inhale her scent and taste her.
River moans against my lips, encouraging me even more. My hand slips around to the back of her neck, and when her head tilts up, I deepen the kiss further. She tastes sweet and fruity, like the drinks she’s been ordering, but that’s not all. She has a fresh and clean scent that I inhale as my tongue twists with hers.
She grips my shirt in her fists, pulling me against her as close as we possibly can be. Taking control, she runs her hand up my body until it reaches my hair and tugs, eager to feel and taste me with the same fervor I have.
The song is ending, and I know people will soon notice us making out hardcore on the dance floor. It’s not that I really care about people seeing us, but I want to do so much more than kiss her. So much more.
“River…” I whisper against her lips. “We should…”
“Yeah,” she interrupts before I can finish. “Want to come back to my room?” she asks, and I don’t know why, but I’m a bit shocked. I was going to say we should stop so we don’t give the entire bar a show, but she has something much better on her mind.
“Uh, yeah.” I step back slightly just as the song ends and notice how red and swollen her lips are. Yeah, I like that look on her. “I’ll close out our tab if you want to grab us an Uber?”
“Sure, I’ll schedule one right now.”
Taking her hand, I lead us off the dance floor and get the bartender’s attention and pay. Once it’s settled, I grab my phone to let Dylan know I won’t be coming back to the room tonight. As soon as I unlock my phone, I see he’s already texted me.
Dylan
REVERSE COWGIRL, BITCH!! Don’t even think about coming back here, asshole!
Shaking my head, I laugh at his message. Guess going back for Jessica paid off.
Poor Liam.
Alex
I’m not even surprised, you fucker! I’ll be at River’s for the night anyway.
Alex
P.S. You’re paying housekeeping to do an extra thorough cleaning tomorrow.
“Ready?” River asks, grabbing my hand. “The Uber is here.”
Shit, if she only knew. I was fucking ready days ago.
CHAPTER EIGHT
RIVER
I’ve barely scanned my keycard and opened the door before Alex’s mouth and hands are on me. The moment I saw him tonight, something inside me ignited, a deep desire I’d been fighting to acknowledge. Perhaps getting some of that liquid courage helped me realize I wanted him as much as he wanted me.
I cling to him as he kicks the door shut and pushes us deeper into the room. He’s pulling at my dress while I undo his belt buckle and tug at the button of his jeans. Soon I’m standing in just my bra and panties while he kicks off his boots. As he cups my breast, our mouths crash together. Strong arms wrap around my waist as he pulls me up and my legs instinctively wrap around him.
“Alex!” I squeal with laughter as he walks us closer to the bed.
He plants my ass on the mattress, and I lean back just as he stands and wraps his hands around my knees. Flashing me a mischievous smirk, he pulls my body toward him until my ass is on the edge of the bed, nearly hanging off.
Leaning over me, he closes in and presses another kiss to my lips. “I hope you don’t mind, but tasting you earlier has me dying to taste another part of you.” He winks, making me melt at his words.
His large hand slides down my stomach and cups my pussy over my lace panties. Just the sensation of him touching me has my back arching, and I’m already desperate for more.
“I can feel how wet you are already.” He teases my clit with the pad of his thumb. “You want it, don’t you?”
I bite my lip and nod—wanting him is an understatement at this point.
“Say it, River,” he demands, his eyes locked on mine. “I won’t do anything without your permission.”
“Yes,” I whisper, my hand reaching out to wrap around his forearm. “Yes.” I dig my nails into him, showing him just how badly I do.