Blood Ties

Five

Having called a quits when Bella started grumbling about being in the car, River got them up into a hotel room. It was a suite style, it put him in his own room without temptations or worrying about waking her if he decided he couldnt sleep.

She had showered after River. He was sitting with his laptop in his lap when he glanced up. His eyes raked over her, taking her in.

He didn't have the right to look at her like she was about to be devoured, but a wicked little grin crossed Bella's face. She knew exactly what she was doing.

"That's got his blood on it..." River managed to get out, swallowing rather thickly. His shirt hung off her in gorgeous ways, and he was just thankful he had thought to look at his emails on the computer.

"Do you let her wear your shirts to bed?" Bella asked.

"No, and I don't think it's a good idea if you wear them either..." he said.

"Then take it off me.." she challenged glaring at him. River just glared, his laptop closing rather harshly.

"Bella. Take. It. Off. It's got blood on it. It's not sanitary and..."

"Not fair to her?" She challenged again.

"Jesus Fucking Christ, Isabella take the shirt off." He growled, not expecting her to pull it off and drop it at her feet. He stood, dumbfounded and shell shocked. Green eyes raked over her body, one he'd known so long ago and was now covered in ink.

Isabella swallowed thickly. She wasn't expecting that reaction, nor had she meant to push that far. The air between them was intense and there was a lot more sexual than anger.

Like magnets, they met each other in the middle. Their mouths meeting and meshing, tasting each other. River wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her naked body towards his barely clothed one. Her hands steadying on his shoulders.

His name fell from her lips when he dipped lower, littering open mouthed kisses on her neck. He dropped down a bit to scoop her legs up so she was wrapped around him. River wasn't expecting this, not even a little.

Trapping her between his body and the wall, he pushed his sweats and boxers to his ankles. The little nod she gave was all the encouragement he needed to take her right there. The friction between their bodies, the way her body responded to everything he did.

The way she writhed beneath him, urging River for more when they sunk to the ground. Bella left long angry welts down his back from her nails while River made sure to pay attention to certain parts of her body. Her back arching and breath becoming quickened pants, she felt River's thrusts become erratic.

He stilled when her back hit the ground. Head touching hers, eyes closed as he shook his head.

"Hope your girlfriend doesn't mind..."

"She's actually my ex." He mumbled, clearing up that air. He moved away from her, tossing his boxers on at least. "Come on, I do have a shirt you can wear."