She nodded. “A wonderful, strong, compassionate father.”
He grinned from ear to ear, and Jeanette let out a breath. He was happy. She’d hoped, but she hadn’t been sure he would.
“Jesus, you sure know how to keep a man on his toes.”
“You aren’t running.” She let a smile escape. “I guess that’s a good sign.”
He placed a protective hand over her belly. “Our baby will know only love,” he said, his voice unquestionable and strong.
This time, she let the waterworks flow. “I love you so much. And I want you so. I’ve never wanted a man more than I want you.”
His smile was possessive and proud. “Damn good thing. I wouldn’t like you wanting another man. Ever.”
His talented mouth pressed against hers, and Jeanette forgot about everything else. There was only River and Jeanette. All the worries and fears fell away. She opened her mouth and danced her tongue over his lips. At his rumble of approval, River opened up and took her in. Their tongues mated, and Jeanette clutched River’s biceps, excited and scared. Her body was on fire. She wanted him. Inside her. Around her. Drinking her in, filling her up. He was a craving in her blood, one she could no more deny than she could her next breath.
Jeanette’s fingers trailed over his muscular biceps, and she drew in a breath when he looped his arms around her waist and pulled her in tight. A moan escaped. He was so strong, so virile. She was safe and secure with River. Their baby would be safe and secure too. River would always take care of them. As the thought flitted through her mind, Jeanette went still. She was in love with him. Her body always belonged to him, but now she also knew that her soul was tethered to his as well.
Jeanette felt truly blessed. She wanted to say something to him, to make him understand how deep her feelings ran, but his words had her libido rocketing out of control, and once again her thoughts scattered.
“I want you. You’re mine, sunshine. Will always be mine. Say you’ll never leave me. Not ever.”
“I’m not going anywhere, River. Please, make love to me. I’ve missed you terribly.”
He grinned and slipped his hands beneath her dress and pushed her panties aside. “Unzip me.”
Jeanette quickly obeyed. Her fingers fumbled over the button on his jeans. As she opened his fly and glimpsed his navy blue boxer-briefs, her desire increased tenfold. She licked her lips and gently drew him out. The head of his cock tempted her to taste.
River stroked her hair and murmured, “Later,” he said, as if reading her easily. “We can take our time later, sunshine. For now, I need to feel you all soft and tight around my cock.”
It was the same for her. “Yes.”
“Guide me in,” he instructed. “Show me how much you love me. Take us both there, little sunshine.”
His erotic words had her heart pounding harder and her body quaking with need. “My pussy is dripping for you. It’s been too long.”
He chuckled. “It’s only been a few days.”
“I know. I counted the hours,” she whispered. Then she brought him down on top of her and guided his heavy erection in her, where she so badly needed him to warm her. Her body closed around his hard length, tight and hot. Currents skittered up and down her body, and her temperature spiked.
“Ah damn, I missed you, Jeanette,” River groaned as he clutched a fistful of her hair and lowered over her, feasting on her breasts through her dress.
The heat of his mouth seeped through the thin material, sucking the breath out of her and driving her into another world. When his fingers found their way over her nub, expertly flicking it just the way she liked, Jeanette’s body seized. Her muscles clenched as he drove his cock deeper, fucking her faster, harder. Their bodies slapped together, melding until there was no separating them.
Soon Jeanette was there, spiraling out of control. Her hot pussy bathed his cock in wet satisfaction as he sank his mouth over hers and captured her shouts.
As the desire began to ebb, River clutched her hips and pushed into her once, twice; then he arched his neck and moaned her name as he emptied himself deep.
Jeanette’s breaths came in short pants, her body sweaty, the dress clinging. Her thigh muscles quivered from exertion as River collapsed against her, careful to keep most of his weight on his arms on either side of her body.
“I’m never moving again.”
River chuckled and tightened his arms around her. “Good, because I sort of like you right here.” He held her tight against him, as if unable to release her.
She wiggled, gaining his attention. As his eyes met hers, Jeanette saw raw hunger in their passionate depths. If he hadn’t just spent himself inside her, she would have thought he was ready to go again.
“I think I’m going to be a bit sticky,” Jeanette teased, trying to inject some casualness into the intensity that now surrounded them. It didn’t work.
“I could make love to you twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, and it still would not be enough.”