He pulled her closer, the space between them gone, her body pressed against the warmth of his. His hands held her firmly, reverently. His breath brushed against her skin as he leaned down.
“You’re mine,” he whispered, and then he kissed her, before discarding her flimsy wet undergarment.
It wasn’t gentle. It was deep, consuming, like he was trying to breathe her in. River melted into it, her fingers gripping his shoulders, all the confusion, tension and longing pouring into the embrace.
He was everywhere, his heat, his scent, his rough hands roaming her body with a possessive intensity that made her heart hammer and her core clench.
He lifted her slightly, positioning her until she could feel the head of his c**k pressing against her entrance. River gasped at the sensation, her nails d
