River Wild
by Kiki
The blanket was warm when he laid her down on it, the chill of the water gone with the touch of the sun-kissed wool under her. East hovered over her for a moment, beads of water slithering down his cheeks until one cool drop pooled at the tip of his chin and instantly dropped, splattering against her chest. Kiki laughed softly and reached up to touch his cheek with the palm of her hand. In that instant, she found herself lost in his eyes.
“What’s it, love?” East cocked an eyebrow at her.
“Nothing,” she replied. “It’s just...I can almost picture our children when I look at you...”
A hint of a smile played at the corners of his mouth. He leaned toward her, kissing first the tip of her nose, then her cheeks, until he reached her mouth. It was tender, his lips caressing hers. She cupped her hand against the back of his head, fingers sliding through the short-cut of his hair, loosening cool drops of water to slide down the back of his neck.
He shivered.
She did too, although hers was brought about more by the tremors of his body.
“Aw, Keygirl,” he whispered, reclaiming her mouth and pressing his body to hers.
There it was. That familiar touch of his skin. The way he gently would rest over her, allowing her to run her hands down his back, feeling every corded muscle that he earned through his laborious work day in and day out. She knew every curve of his body, having memorized the way he felt long before they had even married. She knew what he liked, where he liked to be touched...and how. And he knew the same of her. But soon, her curves would change and it thrilled her to imagine taking his hand and pressing it to her belly so that he could feel the baby kick.
With a palm pressed to his chest, she eased him back without breaking from his teasing kiss. He rolled to his back, his strong arms encircling her form, fingers groping at the flesh of her ass. She drew in a breath at the feel of his hardened cock as it nudged between her thighs, the velvety steel seeking a warm shelter.
Kiki gently slid a hand over his hip, moving it past her own thigh to touch the hardened flesh. East moaned softly, breaking the connection of their lips. She stroked him slowly, her fingers moving over the entire length of his shaft, watching as he drew in sharp breaths. A finger gently caressed the head, brushing over a bead at the tip, feeling the warm silk against her fingertip. It was her time to kiss him.
She crushed her lips to his mouth for a long moment, their tongues tangling in the space between. As she pulled away, she watched as he slowly opened his eyes and met her gaze. Drawing up her legs, she balanced on her knees for a moment, one hand gently cradling his erection. With ease, she lowered her body down, taking in just the tip to start, then a little more, feeling her muscles tighten around his hardened shaft.
As her hand moved away, she inched down more, taking him in completely. She stilled for a moment, feeling the internal throbbing of her muscles against him. Kiki slid her hand over his belly, resting it gently over his heart. It was beating rapidly in his chest, matching the throbbing of his shaft deep within her.
She felt his large hands fold around her hips, steadying her over him. He bucked beneath her, like a horse before it is gentled, groaning as her hot core tightened around him, releasing enough for a brief retreat. His hips thrust again, causing her to release a soft moan to the wind, her own fingers kneading against the muscles of his arms.
“East,” she said, her tone breathy. “Oh, God...East.”
She rocked her body over his, the movements slow at first...building...building. Kiki tossed her head back, her red hair sending a spray of water of his legs. She moaned again and he echoed it with one of his own. Shifting just slightly, she tilted her hips just slightly, allowing her to bring herself back to gaze at his face, watching how his lips twitched in silent pleasure, his brow furrowing just slightly as their bodies moved together, faster, harder. Each thrust, each movement brought them closer to the edge.
“Keygirl...I’m gonna...”
His fingers clenched tightly against her fleshy ass. Her own body reacted, taking him in as deep as possible and holding him there, keeping him buried as his warm seed filled her. Their motions slowed and he slowly sat up, his arms folding around her and drawing her near to him. She rested her head on his shoulder, drawing in deep breaths.
He was warm, the sun and lovemaking having taken the chill from his skin that the water had left behind. She embraced him in return.
“I don’t think there will be a child in
the world as loved as ours,” she whispered, burying her head against his
neck. She breathed in, taking in the scent of him. “I have wanted to have
children with you since...since our first date, I think.” She smiled and
lifted her head to look at him. “We can do this.”
“Reckon we don’t have a choice,” East said, giving a wicked smile. “I’m
chuffed, Keygirl.”
“I know. The moment I told you...I knew that you were ready to be a dad. From the look you got in your eyes. And this one...he or she is only the first. The first of many little Driscolls.” She kissed his lips gently. “I guess this means we need to start thinking of names.”
He shifted beneath her and lifted her enough to withdraw from her. He exhaled and nodded his head. “We need to start a lot of things, love. But first, let’s eat. I’ve worked up an appetite. Can’t imagine how.” He gave her a wink.