"Are you sure you want to do this?" asked River, hopefully for the last time. I'm sure he didn't really expect me to think when he asked that with his lips still brushing the tip of mine. And from the hardness of the bulge I felt under my ass, River clearly wanted this to end the way Sharon wanted it to. The heat in my body was becoming excruciating. My hands stopped moving on the buttons of his shirt in desperation. "We'll both die if we don't," I replied, then captured River's lips again. My hands quickly remove his shirt, pausing our kiss and allowing River to pull off my sweatshirt as well. His lips go to my neck, while his hands easily remove my bra and toss it carelessly to the floor. "I don't have a condom." River's face suddenly turns frantic, as if he just realized he's missing one ear. "I took a pill," I replied, then grabbed his lips again. Our kisses became deeper and deeper, more demanding, leading us to the brink of passion. River growled as my body writhed and I fel

That morning was the most agonizing shower I've ever had in my life. Every time I touched every inch of my body, it was as if I could feel River's touch there too, just like last night when his hands and lips brushed over my body. Every time I close my eyes as the shower hits my face, a visual of River also pops into my head.As I stepped out of the shower, I wrapped a towel around myself and headed to walk-in closet to get dressed. I couldn't help but wonder what River was thinking about. Had we crossed a line? Was this just a one-time thing, or would it change the dynamic between us?I found River in the kitchen, pouring himself a cup of coffee. He looked up when he heard me enter and gave me a small smile.Sharon also appeared later. She smiled very broadly at me. "I hope you slept well," she said, full of meaning. Then her eyes winked mischievously."Mom," River warned her mother. "We have talked about this earlier.”"Sharon, you really are full of surprises," I said, whether I me

"I wonder about the condition of the kitchen in your apartment." River suddenly said without looking at me. I sat on a bar stool, leaning against the counter and looking at River who was preparing ravioli. He was wearing a plain white T-shirt that was quite thin, making his shoulder blades pop out when his hands made certain movements. A black apron hugged his body from the front. I've never thought of wanting to be an apron before. "Pretty neat, of course." Because there was almost never any activity in there... if you don't count having sex as one of the common activities in the kitchen. "I'll check it myself sometime," he said, and then his hand movements stopped for a moment. I'm sure he didn't expect those words to come out of his mouth. Don't check my kitchen. Don't come into my house. Don't say things that seem to suggest that our relationship is that of a normal couple. We're not even a couple. We're just two people who have a common goal and work together to make it happe

I rested my head against the back of the sofa while panting, watching him take off all his clothes and then grab my body again. He lifted my body and turned it around, positioning me on his lap while he was already sitting on the sofa. My heart raced as I felt River's hard thighs pressing against my soaked groin, his hands guiding mine to his erection. I gasped, my eyes widening as he gently guided my hand, showing me what to do. I tentatively wrapped my fingers around him, my cheeks flushing at the sensation of his hardness in my hand. He smiled, his eyes never leaving mine as he pushed my hand further, guiding me to stroke him. I moved my hand up and down, slowly at first, then picking up the pace as I felt his breath quicken and his eyes fill with desire. "You have no idea how much I've wanted this," River groaned. I couldn't help but smile. I wasn't sure I could ever be enough for him, but if this was what he wanted, I would do everything in my power to give it to him. I squeez

I had no idea about the status of the agreement I had with River. Would it be void now that our relationship was no longer an act? Wait, I'm even more confused about the actual status of our relationship. Was our relationship still based on symbiotic mutualism? Were we a real couple like any other normal person? A relationship based on feelings? Well, what were my feelings for him? River never mentioned his feelings for me either. He just said he wanted me, moments before we started having sex. Maybe River was just referring to his biological desire to fuck me. "Hey!" A hand shaking in front of my face suddenly made me realize where I was. I was in River's car, which was parked in the basement of Pamela Magazine's building. Back at breakfast, River had asked to take me to go to work again. He said it was fun: going to work together and going home together. "What are you thinking about that much, hmm?" I shook my head with a smile, feeling his poke on my nose. "It's nothing." River