Page 19 of My Weakness

“That’s it. Look at you taking my fingers so well. You’re going to look so good wrapped around my cock.”

“I nee— I nee— fuck. River, I need to come.” She gasps as I hit a particularly deep spot inside her.

“Not yet, pipsqueak. The next time you come will be on my cock.” Her hands find the bedsheet and she grips it in her fists.

“Then give it to me,” she demands.

“Whatever you want,” I rasp as I pull my fingers from her and notch the head of my cock at the lips of her cunt. I’m not even inside her yet and I’m already leaking at the feel of her pressed against the crown of my cock.

“Tell me you’re still on the pill.” As much as I love the idea of filling her with my cum, the idea of welcoming a new addition is a hell of a lot less appealing.

She nods and it’s all I need to confirm I’ll be taking her bare. She mewls as I push inside her, my cock stretching her well past her limits.

“Ah fuck,” I bite out as I feel my balls draw up at the incredible sensation of being inside her. “Shit, baby, you feel so good. I knew you would; this tight little cunt is going to suck my cum right out of me.” I lower my head and capture her lips with my own, my tongue matching the thrusts of my cock.

Her hands come up to grip fistfuls of my hair, pulling at the roots and causing my balls to draw up further. I think she could do almost anything to me right now and it would only get me closer to release.

I swivel my hips on every thrust, stimulating her clit and getting as deep as I possibly can inside of her.

“Yes, there,” she whimpers, and I feel her tightening around me; she’s going to take me with her when she comes this time.

My thrusts pick up their pace as I drive into her again, and again, and again, barely holding off my own orgasm as I bring her to hers. She cries out as her cunt clamps down on me and I come so fucking hard, I swear I see stars. I collapse on top of her as my cock twitches inside her, giving her those last spurts of my cum.

It’s not long before I regretfully pull out of her and roll to my back. I don’t want to give her my weight for too long, I’m massive in comparison to her.

“Holy shit,” she pants, and I can’t help but smirk.

I reach for her and pull her on top of me, her legs slide either side of my hips as she straddles my still hard cock. She’s exactly where I want her. Her eyes flick to mine, widening as she feels my erection.

“Now I’ve taken the edge off, let me show you what I can really do,” I state as I thrust back inside her.

Chapter Twelve

Ava

My eyes blink open to darkness, but even the darkness is unfamiliar, and it takes me a moment to realize where I am.

Shit.

I had sex with River. Multiple times.

My eyes feel gritty, and I know I haven’t been asleep long. I glance around the room to see if there’s a clock illuminated anywhere but come up empty. I need my cell, which is still in the bag I dropped near the front door. I also need to get out of here.I don’t know what I was thinking, but this is only going to end badly; everything with River ends badly and it’s always me that gets hurt.

Well, not this time.

Slowly and carefully, I slide River’s arm from where it’s resting over my stomach and slip from the bed. He mumbles in his sleep, and I freeze, but he doesn’t wake and the breath I was holding is slowly released. Quietly, so as not to disturb him, I gather my clothes which are scattered around the floor of his room and creep out of his bedroom.

I find my bag exactly where I thought it would be and grab my cell from it immediately. The screen lights up and shows it’s just after three a.m. Like I thought, barely any sleep. I think River and I finally crashed around two, after he’d fucked me repeatedly. I don’t know what vitamins he takes, but all men need to get a hold of them, because his reload time is unreal. I’m going to need several glasses of cranberry juice today.

“I didn’t think you were the sort of girl to sneak out on a guy.” His gravelly voice in the silence of the apartment makes me shriek as I spin around to face him.

He’s stark naked and leaning casually against the doorframe as if he hasn’t a care in the world, but the hard set of his jaw tells a different story.

He’s pissed.

“We shouldn’t have done this. This was a one-time thing. A mistake.”

He’s on me in seconds, pinning me to the wall. “Tell me you’ve had better, pipsqueak. Tell me you won’t wake up tomorrow morning craving my cock.”