LOGINDebbie. We got out of the messy bed and walked into the small bathroom. We took a quick, warm bath together, the soapy water washing away the sweat and the musk of our lovemaking. Once we finished, I walked over to his closet. I didn't have to wear Rex's clothes again. Why? I didn't know. I just felt like I didn't need to wear it back. So I pulled on one of River’s own thick black hoodies. The clothes were massive on my chubby frame. The sleeves covered my hands completely. I didn't know how long it had taken these guys to plan this place. They had enough clothes. Even yesterday when I checked my closet, it was a full house of clothes, sectioned accordingly. No doubt these had cost a lot to acquire. A whole lot. My hair was still damp, sticking to the back of my neck as we walked out of the room and headed down the wide stone stairs together. The moment our feet hit the kitchen tile, the warm atmosphere instantly changed. Rex was still sitting at the high marble island, his lar
Debbie. I sat on top of him, feeling his massive hardness completely filling me up. The morning light was soft inside the quiet room. I didn't want to rush this moment. I wanted to feel every single bit of his skin against mine. Slowly, I lifted my hips up, sliding up his thick length just an inch at a time. I squeezed my inner muscles tightly around him, making him let out a sharp, ragged gasp. Every single millimeter of his skin was stretching me, filling me with a thick, heavy heat that made my core throb. River let out a long, shaky breath, his large hands gripping my waist tightly to guide my movements. "Debbie... fuck, you feel so good," he whispered, his voice incredibly deep and rough. His fingers dug hard into the soft flesh of my hips, anchoring me to him as his hips gave a tiny, involuntary twitch upward. "You feel better," I murmured back, leaning my torso down until my chest brushed against his. I let my weight slide down entirely, burying him deep inside my slick wa
River. I had explained it to Rex and Rex said it was because deep inside of my chest was still raw and hadn't fully healed even though the surface looked very fine. Debbie’s eyes went wide with instant panic. She sat up halfway, her hands reaching out to catch my arms. "River! Oh my god, are you okay?" I forced a small smile onto my face, trying to swallow the agony down. I didn't want her to worry. I gripped the bottom of my shirt and pulled it over my head anyway, flinging the cloth across the room. "I'm fine, sweet," I gasped out, my bare chest heaving. "It's nothing. Just a little ache." But Debbie wasn't buying that lie for a single second. She was already sitting completely upright on the bed, her brow furrowed with deep worry as she stared at my bare torso. "River, don't lie to me. You literally just screamed." I let out a long, defeated sigh, sitting back on my heels. "Fine," I admitted softly, rubbing the spot. "But it's really nothing to worry about, I promise. It’s j
River. Her skin felt so warm beneath my palms. Lying here with Debbie, after everything that had happened, felt like a dream I never wanted to wake up from. I could feel her heart beating fast against my chest. The fear of losing her was still a cold weight inside me, but having her flat on her back beneath me made the world disappear. I looked down at her. I am not like Rex. I don't want to conquer or force anything. I am the soft one. I like the slow, sweet moments where I can taste every single breath she takes. Slowly, my fingers hooked into the thin lace strap of her thong. I gently pulled the fabric down, sliding it inch by inch over the soft, smooth curve of her wide hips. My thumbs brushed against her inner thighs, making her body give a small, helpless shiver. I dragged the lace down her legs, over her knees and calves, until her panties dropped off the edge of the bed. I looked back up at her face. Her eyes glowed with a deep, warm amber light. I reached down and gentl
Debbie"Ouch!" he cried out, a loud gasp leaving his lips.He fell straight back onto the bed, his hand flying to his ribs as he let out a low moan of pain.My heart jumped into my throat.Panic exploded in my chest, and I rushed immediately to him, dropping my weight onto my forearms right over his chest. Our faces were instantly close to each other, our noses almost touching as I stared down at him with wide, terrified eyes."River! What’s wrong?" I shouted, my hands flying to his shoulders. "Does it still hurt? I thought you said it was healed! Where does it hurt?"River stayed still for a second. Then, slowly, the painful look on his face vanished. His lips twitched, and a wild, cunning smile broke across his face, followed by wicked laughter.This guy… He wasn't hurt at all.I stopped breathing, my mouth dropping open as I realized what he had done. "You... you won't stop these tricks, will you?" I snapped, huffing out a breath and trying to push myself away from him in annoyance
DebbieThe hallway was quiet as I walked toward the end of the building. The air here was cooler, and the morning sun didn't hit this side of the house as brightly. I stood in front of River’s door, my heart making small, nervous thuds against my ribs. I turned the handle slowly, trying not to make a sound, and pushed the door open.The room was dim. The thick grey curtains were drawn shut, blocking out most of the daylight.There he was — River. He was lying in the middle of a large bed, twisted up in a pile of dark blue blankets.I closed the door softly behind me, walked over to the edge of the mattress, my bare feet sinking into the soft rug. I squatted down beside the bed, bringing my face level with his pillow.He was still asleep. His long eyelashes were completely still against his cheeks. The usual playful look on his face was gone, replaced by a deep, calm peace. I stayed there on my knees, just watching him. I watched the steady rise and fall of his chest under the thick bl
RexI walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind me. I leaned my forehead against the cold tile wall. My chest was heaving.My skin was on fire.My hardness throbbed inside my shorts.What was going on in that room had worked me up so much.But I had to leave. Not because I was angry or anyt
DebbieHe was standing a few feet away, leaning against a tall tree. He had removed his suit jacket and tie. He was now in his white shirt, which was unbuttoned at the collar, and his hands were tucked into his pockets.He looked at me with those kind, soulful eyes that always made me feel like I w
DebbieThe morning air felt cold, but it wasn't the weather. The weather was normal. It was reality hitting me. The twenty-four hours were up. My three days of freedom were over—or should I say, my three days of bonding with my brothers-in-law.Outside the compound, a long, black car was sitting id
Debbie.I woke up on the third day to a silence so deep that it almost felt heavy.Yesterday, unfortunately, had ended, and funny enough, the days seemed to go by faster than anyone would originally imagine.We had just finished breakfast. Rex didn't attend, but I knew exactly where he would be.I







