Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 53529 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 268(@200wpm)___ 214(@250wpm)___ 178(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 53529 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 268(@200wpm)___ 214(@250wpm)___ 178(@300wpm)
“I do love you. I really do, River, but—”
“Then show me.” She bats her eyelashes and rubs my leg. “Show me you can really put me first the way I need you to. Don’t go after Morris. No more trying to be my hero and risking your life. Just…be with me. Have a life with me.”
River has always been there for me. Always. And she’s never asked for anything. At least, not like this. I can’t help wanting to give it to her. I love her with everything in me. “Okay. I’ll stay. I won’t go after Morris.”
She leans in and throws her arms around my neck. I feel the tension melt from her body. She turns her head and pushes her lips to my mouth.
River
I know I laid it on thick, but like Sam told me, I have to start asserting myself—tell Huff exactly where I stand. Because after everything I’ve been through, I don’t have it in me to keep doing this. So if Huff wants to be with me, then he can’t run around martyring himself for lost causes.
Morris is a lost cause. Huff can’t stop him. Use my love to make him see the truth.
Yes, I’m horrified by what Morris has done, but neither Huff nor I can change it. And, if Huff tries to kill Morris, Morris’ll be expecting it. He won’t go down without a fight, and guess who sucks at fighting?
Huff.
He might be strong and fast, but so is Morris if he’s been taking this new formula. And Huff has never really learned to fight.
Now imagine him trying to kill another living person?
Huff won’t likely survive, and I’m not going through this mourning crap all over again. I’m done. Done. Done. Done!
So if he wants to show me love and really protect me, then he needs to stay alive. Yes, I understand there are no guarantees and no one lives forever, but Huff can’t run into burning buildings anymore.
And he agreed. Just like Sam said he would. I really don’t know what I’d do if I hadn’t met him. Sam’s opened up my mind in so many ways.
Relief washes through me, like a warm elixir. I finally feel like I can let go and open my heart to Huff the way I’ve wanted to for years.
Our mouths mingle as we sit on his bed. He pulls me closer by my waist. The heat of his body is intense, like he’s radiating sunshine.
Woo. Talk about hot! I pull away. “Huff, I want you. I want us to finally be together… But promise you’re done with being a hero. Swear you won’t run off on me again.”
“You want to have sex?” His blue eyes are lit with greedy excitement.
I nod.
“I promise I’ll always be by your side, River.”
“Good.” I kiss him. “Because that’s all that matters: you and me together, Huff.”
He kisses me hard and then reaches into his drawer in the nightstand. “And I have these.” He produces a gold packet that says XXXL on it. “They hold up. I tested them. A few hundred times.”
Oh boy. That’s a lot of hand action. “Have you…with anyone before?”
“Can we not talk about that right now?”
So he hasn’t. I’m going to be his first. It’s actually kind of sweet.
“Are you sure you want to, River?” he asks.
I stand from the bed and pull my shirt over my head. Then I slide down my sweats. He has no idea how much I missed him after he died. I regretted not being with him when I had the chance.
He stares with a lustful gleam in his eyes, and I watch with fascination as the front of his jeans tent.
“Can I see it?” I ask.
“You want me to just whip out my dick?”
“If you’re going to put that thing inside me, I want to know what I’m in for.” I saw his cock once, and it was pretty damn big. I need to refamiliarize myself with it.
He stands up and removes his shirt, revealing his hard, bulging pecs and rippling abs. I honestly don’t think I’ve ever seen a man as perfectly formed as him.
He unbuttons his jeans. “Here you go.” His dick springs forward, and my mouth drops.
“Um, that’s a little bigger than I remember.”
“Because you’ve never seen it hard,” he replies.
I swallow down a lump in my throat, eyeing the girth and length. Some of its going to need to stay outside on the porch.
“Riv? This is really getting awkward. You’re just standing there staring at it. Is that drool coming off the side of your mouth?”
Huh? “Oh. Sorry.” I wipe my lips with the back of my hand. “I’m just trying to imagine how that’s going to feel.”
“Good. I hope.”
Yeah. Sure. Okay. I can do this. I step forward, still in my panties and bra, and press my mouth to his while taking his shaft in my hand. He jerks from my touch but then begins kissing me harder. He likes what I’m doing—light strokes, playing with the tip.