Her sad face crumpled, and I crushed her to me, trying to soothe away the ache left in her heart from the night my father had taken her sister. “My parents always blamed him. If he hadn’t passed out right there… But even then, I knew it was their fault. They were fighting, River, raging mad and screaming at each other. They weren’t paying attention to the road. If they’d been paying attention, it wouldn’t have happened.”
“Sienna, Christ, we can’t think like that.” I pushed a palm into her hair and held her to me. Our hearts beat in the same rhythm, raw emotion pulsing with every beat. “There’s no changing the past, all we’ve got is this moment. I’ve got you, doll face.”
Her shoulders drooped as soft sobs racked her body, and I moved my lips across her neck, kissing away the hurt with my touch. All I had to give her was my love, and she had it. She owned every bit of it.
“You’re not ever going back to that man, ya got me?” I finally muttered at her ear.
She nodded, sniffling once before her eyes turned up to me, a slow smile curving her lips. “Think you can put up with me?”
I swiped at a stray tear, vowing to keep all her tears away from now on. I’d take the grenade myself if I had to, but seeing this woman cry caused utter devastation to my heart. “I look forward to putting up with you every day.”
“I’m a handful. I’m terrible at putting away laundry, I can’t cook to save my life, I'd rather lie in the middle of a railroad track than clean a toilet—”
I covered her mouth with my palm. “Sounds like I need Martha Stewart to move in.”
She pulled my hand away and fought with me. “She’d take care of you better than I will. Seriously, you went out on a limb hiring me. You don’t need to move me in too.”
“You’re wrong on that. I do need you to move in—for me, Sienna. Won’t be able to sleep at night without you beside me, knowin' you’re safe.”
She didn’t reply, but I saw the doubts in her eyes.
“Plus, I bet Martha Stewart gives terrible head.”
She burst into laughter, a sound I would never get enough of. I ran my hands up her thighs, anxious to start our future together. “I can’t wait to spend every night with you.”
She climbed into my lap then, hands wrapping around my neck as my arms locked around her waist.
“Mmm, I want to feel you, River.” Her words ricocheted through my veins, lust chugging along every nerve.
I covered her lips in a kiss, slow and probing, taking my time tasting her. Slipping together, falling under, being taken away in a current of lust, I pulled her against me on the couch. Her hands worked up my back, fingernails digging when I dragged the ridge of my cock across her cotton-covered pussy. She sighed, eyes shuttering closed before I snagged her chin.
“Eyes open, doll face. I need your eyes on mine.”
She nodded without words, hand working at the button of my jeans. In a swift move, I kicked off the restrictive denim, freeing my cock to the cool air. “You sure you don't want to take it easy?”
“I don’t like easy. I like you. All of you.”
With her last word, I sheathed myself in her hot cunt, feeling it tighten around me in a vise grip. I pumped slow and steady, careful not to harm her, careful to show her how much I fucking loved her.
“Can’t get enough of this beautiful fucking body, Sienna.” I plucked at her nipple. “Of this sassy mouth.” I kissed her, hips riding a slow rhythm, hands crawling up skin and covering every inch.
“More… More, River.”
“Fuck, your gorgeous pussy is soaked for me. Love how my fat cock feels buried deep inside you, pretty girl?” I grunted, sliding my thumb across the elegant arch of her top lip. My other hand slipped down her ass, a finger probing at her back entrance as soft little pants fell from those pretty lips.
“Beg for me, Sienna. Tell me where you want me. I need to hear you say it.”
“My ass. Take my ass, please.”
A growl slipped past my lips when her eyes flickered open and captured mine. Like the world careening off its axis, my heart shuddered to a complete stop then seemed to start again at a new, fast rhythm. One that pumped adrenaline and lust and need from me to her.
“Fuck, love you all needy, begging. You don’t know what it does to me. Makes me so hard I think I could pound nails. You feel how fucking hard you make me?” I pumped, grinding into her, filling her up, and hitting the end of her hot channel. When I pushed the tip of my finger into her ass, she squealed, arching up, but I held her tighter against me, fucking her with my cock and sliding one finger past the tight ring of muscle at her ass.