At first, he didn't respond to my tongue coaxing. But I was past caring and deepened the kiss, anyway. I groaned when my hips began to move, rubbing my heat against his thigh. Consumed by the building heat generated from the friction, as sensation upon delicious sensation possessed me, my movements became frantic as I gyrated on him.
Oh God, I choked back a sob as I heavily panted against his lips, breaking our kiss as my pussy grounded harder into his thigh. "Oh, fuck."
River made a harsh groan before his lips crushed mine, devouring me whole. I let out a pleasured moan as my hip ardently humped him.
"Don't try to make light of this … " he snarled between my kisses as he roughly thrusted into the sacred crevice of my thighs, his massive arousal crushed against my clit, making me yelp with pleasure. The contact ignited more juices to seep out of my slit, stimulated beyond reason. This was foreplay at its finest.
"It's not that serious," I rasped out as I mindlessly threw my head back, exposing my neck to his fevered kisses.
"It is to me. Now I have to wonder which of the guys I know secretly want you." His teeth grazed my sensitive spot, right where the neck meets the shoulder, before he sank those sharp bastards into my delicate skin, evoking a muffled cry from me.
"You're just being all possessive again."
"You're mine," he thundered as he swiftly switched positions, slamming me against the bookshelf. His eyes were crazed as he roughly yanked my thong off, displaying my drenched sex to his unabashed perusal. His jeans dropped to the floor before his jerked his massive cock out, lethal eyes zeroed on my arousal. In a hasty beat, he punishingly entered me. All ten thick inches of him.
I let out a winded sound as it plunged deep into my wet hole. I reached above me, desperately grappling at the shelves as he hammered me into the wall of books. It made a thumping sound with each powerful thrust, shifting the limited and first editions of Ari's proud collection.
"You're fucking mine!"
And with that one harsh statement, the man pillaged my pussy with one hard lurid thrust, opening me deeper to accommodate his full length as he upped his momentum. He fucked me with such quick rapid succession, that my sobs and moans only escaped halfway from my lips before another one was evoked out of me.
"I am yours … all yours," I incoherently mumbled, out of my mind lost from the acute sensation of sweet pain and pleasure, tearing through me. Without a doubt, I was his-unadulterated, unreservedly his.
No man could possess me the way River could when he was bent on something. Angry cock wasn't to be trifled with.
He grabbed as much hair as he could while he took hold of my hip with his other hand, plundering into my tight slick depths as he furiously drilled, situating deep into my belly when I felt his engorged head expand before bursting his hot seed into me. I screamed into the nook of his neck, body shaking from the wild ride of our lovemaking.
"I don't like men looking at you like that. It fucks me up each time," he panted out while making these small, titillating strokes into my pussy, draining the last drops of his release into my hole. "You're my heart, Cara."
"As you are mine," I timidly retorted back, out of energy as my legs shook from being stretched to its limits. Sex with him was always out of this world. "Settle that temper, babe, please. You still have work to do outside."
He sought my lips, kissing me gently, lovingly. "Thank you for giving me your body. I needed this. I needed to possess you."
This was always the answer he sought. Not particularly the sex, but for his body to probe into my soul, seeking reaffirmation that I was still his. And each time, it granted him the answer he desperately hunted. My body would never lie to him. He knew it from the start.
River was a hot-blooded man and only responded to his baser instincts when felt threatened, hence this impromptu sex in the middle of his party.
All's well that ends well.
Underwear ripped to shreds, River slid the lace into his pocket while I straightened myself out in the library's bathroom before emerging. His approving eyes immediately roved over my body possessively.
"Be good, petal," he murmured before kissing me one last time.
Hand in hand, we rejoined the rest of party. I felt refreshed, elated. Nothing like a good sex to clear one's sense.
"You guys good?" Phoenix asked before nodding towards where River was being detained by someone who seemed pressed to know more about his album.
"You know how he is … " I gave a knowing smile. "I think it's safe to say we're okay now."