"What? But why?" He was so appalled it was somewhat laughable.
I couldn't help smiling at this handsome dolt. "Don't look so horrified. You've used them like a whore in a crack house." It was a joke, obviously, but the man didn't seem too keen on it. His dry laugh was a major indicator.
"Oh, you're so going to be punished," he promised before he spanked the side of my thigh, as if to give me a preview of what's to come.
My body perked up, knowing full well where this ministration was heading. I abruptly stood up and ran indoors as if Satan himself were hounding me.
"River!" I screeched as he closed in on me. Just as I was about to jump off the bed, he swiftly lunged after me, sliding my body on the mattress and stopping at the edge, legs parted as he shifted himself between my limbs while hungrily gazing down on me.
"My sweet, sweet precious kitty, where do you think you're going, hmm?" he rasped out, sliding the pink accessory off my hair and roughly tying my hands with it behind my back, executing it with exact precision. When River got to this playful mode, God knew what would happen next.
I shivered at the sight of him dropping his clothes on the floor. The sheer magnificence of him rendered me forever his.
The mere sight of him aroused immediately commanded. My body pliable to his needs, it instantly readied itself without needing his touch. If he took me without foreplay, he wouldn't be disappointed. He affected me so much that he controlled my arousal with one rousing look.
Back arched, lips parted, I anticipated him as he caressed the inside of my thigh before those mischievous fingers hooked on my thong and roughly tugged it, breaking the seams apart, fully exposing me to his unsuppressed hunger.
"Kiss me," I begged as I tilted my chin.
His guttural growl sent quakes down my spine before I felt him thrust so deeply into me that it knocked all air out of my lungs. His lovemaking would take time getting used to. Though, rough as he might be, I endured his powerful onslaught, giving in to him because he wouldn't have it any other way. When his cock sought refuge within my walls, it commanded, it demanded my soul, my heart, my surrender. He wouldn't stop until he knew I was irrevocably his. It was earth-shattering, soul-dismantling, an absolute unparalleled beauty that he alone could bestow on me.
After fucking me to the center of the earth and back, we were both beyond spent, heaving our lungs out, in dire need of air.
"I'm not going to wear any," he vehemently stated before kissing me intensely, thoroughly, resuming our conversation ages ago. "It's one of the best things being with you. I don't need any barriers, babe. I'll pull out if I have to. End of story."
Letting my body fall back on the mattress, I stared up at the ceiling, sweaty and out of my mind exhausted.
"If you have to?" I heaved out, fighting not to sleep just yet.
He chuckled before falling down right next to me. "Don't you want a little River bossing you around?" he asked, glancing sideways at me.
"You're kidding … " He had to be. That wasn't the kind of joke I wanted to hear after seconds from coming off an orgasmic high, thank you very much. His sense of humor was skewed.
River rolled onto his stomach, his face a few inches from mine while sporting a playful smile. "I am, but why not?"
But why not?
Because! What the hell? We barely just got back together a few days ago, and here we were, discussing babies as if the past couple years hadn't affected us. Besides, we still had a lot to live for. I didn't want us to rob ourselves of that opportunity before starting a family.
"Because we're still so young, and we bicker like old people. When the time is right, it'll happen. For now, we keep on as is. Maybe in five years' time, we can negotiate."
"Is that right?" He sounded amused. "Well, I'm ready to start discussing the details now."
"You discuss it with yourself. I don't know about you, but I'm crazy tired." I yawned again, my lids ready to surrender for the night.
He leaned over to kiss my forehead. "You go to sleep. I have an album to finish."
"Sucks to be you." I blew him a kiss before murmuring, "Night."
"Love you, Cara," I heard him say as he scuffled out of bed.
Eyes tightly shut, a soft smile formed on my lips. "Love you, too, butthead."
We were young and very much in love. We were on the right path, following our dreams. Everything was finally as it should be. Hopefully the stars weren't aligned to royally screw this up because, basing off the past, it hadn't been that kind to us. This time, I prayed, it would be different.