Page 29 of Rekindling Little River (Littles of Rawhide Ranch #14)
Dave
Dragging their jeans down, Dave rested his head on River’s thigh and inhaled their unique scent.
It wasn’t doing anything to calm his raging need but nothing in this world smelled quite as enticing as his sweet baby.
River stepped out of their pants and Dave wasted no time throwing one of their legs over his shoulder and fastening his mouth to their sex.
His tongue worked, laving and flicking as he sucked them into his mouth.
He didn’t ease in or go softly. Dave devoured River like the starving man he claimed to be.
He wasn’t sure what was driving him more, the chase or the fact it was their last night at the Ranch together, but whatever the reason, he was a man possessed and driven to possess.
He sucked on River’s sex and the skin of their thighs, marking them, claiming them.
He gripped their ass and pressed his face into them until he cut off his own air.
He couldn’t seem to get close enough to them.
“Please,” they begged over and over, “please, Daddy.”
Their panted words barely registered in his frantic mind. He needed them too badly. Even when they shouted their release and their cum coated his tongue it wasn’t enough. Pulling lube and condoms from his pockets he rose to his feet and shed his own clothes.
Dave had to grip his cock in a tight fist to keep from coming too soon. He wasn’t as in control of himself as he would like but River had that effect on him. They seemed to pull out the wild animal inside him and he didn’t hate it. Neither, apparently, did they.
Their short, blunt nails dug into his shoulders as he once again captured their lips in a brutal kiss, sharing their own flavor with them. Their moans spurred him on and his rigidly held control snapped.
Gripping their thighs, he lifted them and pressed their back more firmly into the tree trunk. Their legs wrapped around him and he worked a hand between them, rolling the condom over his dick and positioning himself at their entrance.
He wasn’t gentle as he thrust into them, but gentle wasn’t what either of them needed at that moment. He was consumed by the brutal need to imprint himself on to River’s soul. He needed to make it so they could never walk away from this. From him.
He set a frantic pace, his hips snapping out a rhythm of desperation that matched the music of their moans and plaintive cries. Each time his name fell from their lips it buoyed his soul and renewed his desire to hear it again.
River tightened around him and he knew he wouldn’t last much longer but he refused to let go just yet.
He hooked his arms under their knees and shifted them, changing the angle of penetration and causing them to scream a curse as they gripped his cock so tight it was almost painful.
He welcomed the pain as it blossomed into pleasure.
His balls drew up and he picked up his pace, thrusting with brutal force into them. There was no way River wouldn’t feel him inside for days to come and he reveled in that.
“That’s right, baby,” he panted as he felt River begin to pulse around him, “come on Daddy’s cock.
” With their knees hooked over his elbows, he gripped their hips so tightly he would be surprised if it didn’t bruise as he pounded into them.
“Come!” he shouted. “Come right. Fucking. Now!” Each word was punctuated by a snap of his hips.
“Daddy!” River shouted as they came on his cock, their arousal shooting from them to coat his skin, their channel tightening and releasing in rhythmic pulses and pulling his own release from him.
He’d never felt anything like that moment of orgasmic bliss.
It hit so hard his vision darkened around the edges and he saw spots of light.
His head spun, his heart raced and for precious moments even his lungs ceased to work.
When he could breathe again, a ragged groan ripped directly from his very soul and he rested his forehead against theirs and closed his eyes.
“Fuck, River,” he confessed in a voice raw with emotion, “I don’t think I can ever let you go.”
River
They were dazed and disoriented, almost catatonic as Dave dressed them and lifted them into his arms. River snuggled in closely, resting their head on his shoulder as Dave carried them back through the woods and toward their room.
His words played on repeat in their head, a beautiful lullaby for their soul.
“I don’t think I can ever let you go.” They knew without a doubt that they never wanted him to.
He unlocked their door and carried them straight through the room to the bathroom. Sitting them on the counter by the sink, he drew a bath. While the water ran he undressed them again and lifted them into the tub, settling them back against the edge.
With more care and reverence than River had ever felt, Dave washed every inch of them.
He didn’t use a washcloth, allowing nothing between their skin and his hand but the soap he used.
No words were spoken, but none were needed.
Every stroke of his hands whispered, “You’re precious”, every caress declared, “I love you.”
After they were clean, he pulled the drain plug and stood them on the bathmat as he dabbed every drop of water from their skin with the soft towel.
When they were thoroughly dry, Daddy lifted them again and carried them to the bed.
He didn’t put them in a diaper or pajamas but left them bare as he covered them up and placed a kiss on their forehead.
He made his way back to the bathroom and River heard the shower turn on.
They must have dozed off because it seemed like the next moment Daddy was sliding, naked, into the bed beside them.
He gathered them close, placing soft kisses along their shoulders, neck, and arms. His front was to their back and as he ran his hands over them softly, they felt his erection pressing into their bottom.
When he guided himself into them this time, it was with the sweetness and gentleness that had been absent in the woods.
There was still an undercurrent of desperation to their lovemaking but when they crested into orgasm together, the unspoken declaration of love was so strong it brought tears to River’s eyes.