Page 28 of My Weakness

Her body must be close to pain right now, and I can ease it, I can give her what she needs, she knows what she’s got to do.

“I-I oh God, River I’m yours!” she screams, and I suck her clit into my mouth while thrusting two fingers deep inside her as she fucking explodes around me.

Her release floods my tongue and I lap up every drop, not wasting any of it. I keep going, my fingers not stopping their thrusts and my tongue is still working her swollen clit so that one orgasm rolls into another. Her head thrashes on the counter as pleasure continues to pulse through her, as I give her exactly what she needs.

I give her a couple of minutes to regain her senses and then scoop her into my arms and carry her intoourbedroom, where I fuck her into the early hours of the morning.

Chapter Eighteen

Ava

I’m not a fan of the way River is trying to boss me around. I’m even less of a fan of the way I keep giving in to him. What I am a fan of, though, is the way he woke me with his cock this morning. Now, that is something a girl could get used to; probably has something to do with the way he knows how to use it, that and he’s huge.

Ava: River kidnapped me this weekend and last night

Mia: No. You’re just drunk on good dick and doing what your body tells you. Nothing wrong with that

Harper: Bahaha. Also she’s right, Ava

Bella: That man loves you. There’s nothing wrong with exploring what’s going on, but if he hurts you…

Mia: … we help each other hide the body

I look up from my desk to see Donna standing at my door.

“How can you be absolutely glowing, but also look like you didn’t get much sleep? It’s an impressive combination.”

I smirk at her. “It’s called great sex.”

“Oh, yeah, that’ll do it,” she laughs. “It’s been a while since I had that. After twenty years of marriage things change.”

I can’t imagine River would ever change. I think after twenty years with that man, he’d still be insatiable. Something about River just screams sex.

“Anyway, as pleased as I am for you, I didn’t stop by to discuss your love life.”

“Sex life,” I correct her. It’s definitely not love. I’m going to keep telling myself that until I believe it.

“Sure thing, sweetie. But I stopped by to see what you needed from me for the event next week.”

Next weekend we’re hosting a beach party reunion for our rehomed children and families, it’s also a time for potential parents to meet our current foster kids. I’m hoping it’ll be our most successful event to date.

“Just need you to sign these forms.” I hand over a bunch of paperwork I’d been holding on to.

“I’ll get these back to you this afternoon.” She turns to leave my office but spins back around at the door. “Oh, I heard back from our mystery donor. They won’t be attending this event either, not that it’s any surprise.”

She’s right, it’s not a surprise, but I’m still disappointed. I really want to meet our secret donor. I love that they don’t want everyone to know who they are, but I’d still like to thank them, even if it is in secret. I’d hoped they’d attend as a guest without ever having to be recognized for what they do for our charity. Apparently not.

***

I return from a meeting that afternoon to see two missed calls and a text from River.

River: Call me when you can x

Rather than just calling him straight back when he could be in a meeting, I drop him a text instead.

Ava: You free?

My cell rings in my hand immediately. Was he just sitting there staring at it?