by C Standing
Dick first, I hop out of bed and grab the bag she’s after.
“Open it and take out the lube and the toy with the diamond on the handle.”
Lube?
Toy?
Diamond on the handle?
What the fuck's in this thing?
As I open it, my dick still pulses violently between my legs, and my eyes almost bug from my head.
Holy fuck.
Sex toys.
So many goddamn sex toys.
Jesus Christ, it’s like Christmas came a few weeks early this year.
It takes a few minutes of searching through the dozens of items, until I eventually locate the one River wants. “This?” I hold it up.
Is that a goddamn butt plug?
She examines it over her shoulder and nods. “That’s the one.”
Like an idiot, I ask, “What are you planning on doing with this?”
I mean, c’mon, Rick. You’re a smart man, work it out.
“You’re going to put it in my ass, and then you’re going to fuck my pussy.”
I’ve died and gone to heaven.
I must have.
There’s no way I’m this lucky.
Speechless, I toss the bag of goodies aside, stride toward her, and crash my lips to her. “I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but I swear to God, I’ll do it every day for the rest of my life if you keep surprising me with kinky shit like this.”
“You’re on.” She smirks. “Now lube me up, City Boy.”
Squirting the white liquid onto the end of the toy, I push down the bedsheets and crawl down her body. “I’m going to need you to hold your ass cheeks open so I can get this in.”
Spreading herself wide for me, I can’t resist giving the area a little lick. “I can’t believe you’re doing this for me.” I swirl the rubber against her opening, teasing her just a little.
Moaning, she arches off the bed. “I’m not doing this for you, I’m doing it for me.”
I couldn’t care. Either way it’s a treat for me.
“Push out, baby,” I instruct, easing the plug inside of her.
My cock twitches aggressively, jealous of the toy that gets to explore this forbidden part of her.
“Oh God,” she cries out.
“You’re doing so well, sweetheart,” I praise her, kissing each cheek. “Almost in.”
The suction of her ass takes over and pulls the toy all the way in, until there’s nothing but a diamond embellished handle staring back at me.
“Oh fuck,” she keens.
As much as I want to lay back down and make love to her, seeing her like this, witnessing her body take this intrusion has riled me the fuck up.
All I can think about is watching her ass take that toy and destroying that beautiful cunt until she’s screaming my name.
“Lift your hips, baby. I need to fuck you hard.”
“Yes. Oh fuck, yes.” River brings herself up into all fours. “Fuck me, Daddy. Make my slutty pussy take that huge dick.”
Holy hell.
Like a savage, I’m driving into her in one smooth motion. “Fuuuck!”
Moaning, her face drops into the pillow. “Yes. Fuck me just like that.” Her teeth sink into her lip as she glances at me over her shoulder. “I want everything, City Boy. Don’t hold back.”
I never have with her, and I never will.
Frantically, we move together, and it’s not long before her pussy is clamping around my length, squeezing me tightly as she draws closer to her climax.
“Fuck, River,” I groan, wrapping her hair around my first, and tugging hard with every powerful surge of my cock.
“Rick,” she murmurs, arching her ass into me as I bite on the tender skin. “Please.”
Our bodies rock together, meeting each other thrust for thrust.
“I want to ride you,” she breathes innocently, yet driving me wild at the same time.
“Fuck yes.” As much as I prefer to be in control, I won’t say no to that.
Carefully, I pull out of her and roll onto my back. Parting my thighs, my eyes roam greedily over her hot body as I palm my dick and stroke, needing something to ease the ache she’s created until she gives me that sweet pussy.
Straddling my hips, my little temptress teases me further by rocking her wetness over my tip.
“Fuck,” I snarl, sweeping my thumb over the glistening tip. “Sit on my cock, baby.”
A wicked grin tugs at her lips. “I want to try something first.”
Anything. Fuck. Anything.
Gingerly, still painfully aware of the butt plug inside of her, she shuffles down the bed.
Tapping my legs, she gestures for me to part them, and positions herself in between. Leaning down, her tongue darts out and licks a long path up my throbbing cock.
“Fuck,” I groan, my body jerking forward.
Looking down at my little beauty, I stroke my fingers through her hair. “Can you taste yourself on me, baby?” I lightly thrust my hips, aching for the suction of her mouth. “You love licking that sweet cunt juice off Daddy’s cock, don’t you, sweetheart?”
Still yet to take me in her mouth, she peers up at me and winks. “We taste so fucking hot together.”
Ohhh fuuuck.
This girl and her dirty fucking mouth.
“River,” I pant, seconds away from snapping. “Get your sexy ass up here and sit on my cock.”
The devilish look on her face tells me everything. “I’m not finished yet.”
When I think she’s going to take my cock in her mouth, she surprises me by sucking on my balls. Only, her finger doesn’t stop at my scrotum, she trails it inward until she reaches the part of me that’s never been touched.
“What are you doing?” I husk, feeling so unbelievably turned-on by this change of events.
“Is this okay?” River continues to massage the area, and instead of shying away from this new sensation, I relax into it and let her play.
Ass play isn’t something I ever thought I’d be into, but I can’t deny how amazing it feels.
“So fucking okay,” I grit, as her finger passes over me again.
Kissing my inner thigh, she looks up at me, eyes ablaze with passion. “You have no idea how sexy you look with my finger on your ass.”
Gently, she prods in and out, careful not to breach the barrier without any lube to ease it.
My hips buck off the bed.
Oh, motherfucker.
Why does that feel so goddamn good?
“I want to fuck you here one day.”
My eyes slam shut and my body locks up tight. “As long as there’s no cocks involved,” I hiss as she goes in again, “I’ll try anything with you.”
I’m open to trying new things with her, but I draw the line at having a cock inside me. Rubber or real.
“What about a threesome?” There’s a mischievous tone to her voice. “Would you be into that?”
What the fuck?
My eyes spring open and I launch up onto my elbows, a little worried that she’s asked that question. “Fuck no, I wouldn’t.” I haul her back up to me. “I don’t share, baby. I’m happy to explore stuff, but as long as it’s just us. There’s no fucking way I’m allowing another cock or pussy in our bed.”
“Good,” she purrs, grinding over me. “Because I think I’d turn murderous if I had to watch you with another woman.”
A relief washes over me so potent it sucks the air from my lungs. “Jesus, baby. I thought you were trying to tell me something.”
Her eyes squint. “What would I be trying to tell you?”
Self-doubt creeps in, but I kick it straight back out. “That I’m not enough.”
A determined look settles over her face. Taking my hand, she places it between her legs. “Does that feel like you’re not enough for me? City Boy, you turn me on like no man even has.” Her lips brush mine. “You are more than enough for me, Rick Blackley.” She flicks her tongue over my lips. “Now, stop talking crazy an
d fuck your woman.”
Yes, Ma’am.
“Mmm, this is delicious,” River groans, taking a bite of her eggs benedict, making my cock twitch with arousal in my sweats.
Christ, I think I have a problem.
I’ve only just left the warmth of her body, and now I’m gearing up for round three.
After I woke her with my dick, we moved it to the shower where I took her against the wall, making love to her, and showing her with my body how much I love her and can’t stand to be without her.
Down, boy.
Are there AA groups for her body?
Not that I’d attend even if there was, I’m perfectly content to feed my addiction by taking her in every way possible.
Sitting across from me, dressed in only my shirt and some panties, she looks like a vision.
Clearing my throat, I shift uncomfortably in my seat and force my attention away from the little temptress opposite me, and onto my Spanish omelet.
“Are you feeling better this morning?” I ask, cutting into my breakfast.
River pauses mid-chew and looks up at me, regret filling her eyes. “How did you know?”
“You’re the love of my life, River. I can feel when something’s not right with you.”
Sighing, she sets her fork down. “Your bitch of an ex cornered me in the bathroom yesterday.”
Now it’s my turn to pause mid-chew.
Anger roars through my veins. “She did what?”
Her lips flatten into a line. “Real keeper, that one.”
I’ll fucking kill her.
“What did she say?”
Idly twisting the handle of her fork, her eyes avert to the table between us. “She wants me to leave you.”
Fucking bitch.
I slam my cutlery to the table and shake my head, pissed. “The fucking nerve of her.”
She better pray I don’t see her again, because if I do, I’ll make her eat her fucking words.
Who the hell does she think she is?
A moment of silence passes between us.
“Rick,” River says, hesitantly. “She said she’d stop you from seeing Skylar if I didn’t.”
Christ, the woman really is a piece of work.
Standing up, I come around to her side and crouch beside her. “Let her fucking try and take my daughter from me. I will rain holy hell down on her so hard, it’ll follow her for the rest of her miserable fucking life.” I turn her to face me. “Don’t let her get in your head, sweetheart.”
Pressing her forehead to mine, she whispers, “I’m sorry, I just couldn’t stand the thought of being the reason you don’t see your daughter.”
I kiss her softly. “It’ll never happen. I’d lay down my life before I ever let her take either one of you from me.”
Her hands frame my face. “I love you, City Boy.”
“I love you, too, sweetheart.”
I’m about to seal our love with a kiss, when the door to my apartment flies open, slamming against the wall behind it, and scaring the ever-loving shit out of us.
“Honey, I’m home,” Sadie sing-songs, strolling into my penthouse.
Are you fucking kidding me?
“Sadie!” I bark. “What the fuck do you think you are doing here?” I sneer, standing up straight, prepared to have a face-off with this nutcase if I need to.
I’m sick of her shit.
She slaps on a fake smile. “I've come home, honey.”
Come home?
Body taut, my fists clench at my sides. “This isn’t your home,” I seethe. “How the fuck did you get in?”
She dangles a key in front of me. “George. Your new concierge. It’s amazing what a pair of breasts can get you.”
I see fucking red.
Gone. That asshole is fucking gone.
Moving around me, River storms toward the door. “I’m just about done with your horseshit.” She almost rips the door off its hinges. “Get the hell out.”
“Oh, honey.” She looks River up and down in disgust. “Kindly put some clothes on in front of my man. The hussy look is very unbecoming.”
“Okay, that’s it.” River rolls up her sleeves. “You and me outside. Now.”
Rushing to my girl’s side, I wrap a protective arm around her. I’m more than aware she can stand up for herself, but it’s instinctive. My need to shield her from this witch comes off me in waves. “Don’t let her get to you, baby.” I press a kiss to her forehead. “Why don’t you go upstairs and finish packing. I’ll be right up.”
Sadie stands in her path. “Oh, I don’t think so. Your little whore is not stepping one foot inside my bedroom.”
Rage vibrates from River. “It’s laughable how deluded you are. I’ve been doing a lot more than just ‘stepping foot’ inside Rick’s bedroom for the past few days.” She takes a menacing step closer. “And he’s loved every fucking second of it.”
Sadie’s face reddens. “Listen here, you little bitc—"
Okay, fuck this.
Launching forward, I grip Sadie’s forearm and yank her toward the door. “Get the fuck out.”
She shrugs me off. “Honestly, Rick. What’s gotten into you? Let go of me!”
I tower over her until we’re nose-to-nose. “I’ll let go of you when you finally get it through your head that we’re done. We’ve been done for years. You need to take a hint, and stay the hell away from us.”
Her lip trembles. “We’re over?”
Oh jeez.
“Come on, Sadie. We were never really together. You know this.”
“Really? Because this”—she holds up her hand, flashing a piece of jewelry—“says different.”
My brows pinch in confusion. “What the hell is that?”
“You don’t recognize it? You should, considering it was you who gave it to me.”
What the hell is she talking about?
River steps up beside me, the color draining from her face as her eyes stay glued to Sadie's ring. “Rick, why does she have a ring on?”
The panic in her voice has my heart racing in my chest.
What the hell is happening?
“Baby—"
“He didn’t tell you?”
River’s jaw flexes. “Tell me what?”
Smiling like the Cheshire fucking cat, Sadie says the words that shatters my entire fucking world.
“I’m his wife.”
I’m his wife.
My blood runs cold as those words play on a loop inside my head.
I’m his wife.
Frozen in place, I look up at my boyfriend, the color draining from his face.
“What?” I breathe out, staggering backward.
“Baby,” he croaks, looking like he’s about to drop to his knees and beg for my forgiveness. “I know it sounds bad, but please, let me explain.”
“Explain?” My voice breaks. “What exactly are you explaining, Rick? How you lied to me from the very beginning?”
He swallows hard. “I didn’t lie. I’ve never lied to you.”
Cold awareness trickles through me. “Then tell me she’s lying,” I rasp, emotion clogging my throat, desperate to hold onto a sliver of hope that the man I fell for isn’t a lying bastard.
Guilty eyes find mine. “Sweetheart, please, list—”
Tears prickle the backs of my eyes. “TELL ME!”
The look of regret marring his handsome features eviscerates my heart. “I can’t.”
Oh God.
Oh God.
A fierce betrayal barrels through me as I stumble backward, completely wrecked by the man who opened my heart, only to slice it into a million, irreparable pieces.
He reaches to steady me, but I knock his hand away. “Don’t fucking touch me!”
Blood roars through my veins as my pulse pounds in my ears.
Oh my God, I slept with a married man.
Oh God.
Oh God.
My legs are unable to keep me up any longer and I fall to the floor.
&
nbsp; How the hell is this happening?
This morning we were happy, in love, and looking forward to the rest of our lives.
Now…
It’s all…gone.
“You lied to me,” I whisper, tears of humiliation cascading down my cheeks.
Rick lowers to his knees, the agony on his face matches the pain running rife inside of me. “I didn’t lie to you, sweetheart,” he promises.
I force myself to look at the man who stomped all over my heart. “Did you tell me you were married?”
“No—”
“No!” I yell, taking a glass and smashing it against the wall. “You fucking didn’t! Do you honestly think I would’ve given you a chance if I’d known you already belonged to someone else?”
Red-rimmed eyes look down at me. “Please, River. Let me explain.”
“I told you to bow out.” This comes from Sadie, and I’d almost forgotten she was there. “He was never yours to have.”
“Christ!” Rick roars. “Would you just get the fuck out!”
“I’m not going anywhere.”
Something inside of me snaps, and I jump up, charge toward her smug fucking face, and launch my fist straight into her nose. “He was never yours either, bitch.”
Turning on my heel, I hear the door slam shut as I dash through the apartment and up the stairs.
I can’t stay here anymore.
I can’t be near them anymore.
I swipe angrily at the tears streaming down my face.
He doesn’t fucking deserve my tears.
Not a single goddamn one.
Rick’s right behind me, not leaving my side for an instant. “River, baby, slow down, please.”
Fueled by my rage, I bound into his bedroom, and grab my suitcase off the rack. “I’m not your fucking baby,” I snarl, baring my teeth.
Yanking open the draws to his dresser, I pull out my clothes.
“Yes, you are.” Rick snatches the items out of my hands and shoves them back in the drawer. “You will always be my baby, and I’ll be fucking damned if I’m going to lose you over her.”
I spin around and pin him with a glare. “This isn’t about her! It’s about you lying to me!” I start throwing shit inside the empty case. “I fucking trusted you and you’ve been hiding this from me all along. Who knows what else you’ve been keeping secret.”
He comes to stand beside me, taking my hands. “I’ve told you everything about me, River. You know you can still trust me.”
