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“Not enough,” I breathed against her ear. Willa’s eyes fluttered closed. “But give me a minute. I’m just getting started.”
All I wanted to do was to bring Willa pleasure. I slipped my hands under her sweater, stroking along her ribs. My thumbs brushed against the undersides of her breasts.
No bra.
I groaned and pressed a kiss to her forehead. My fingers skimmed over the smooth skin of her belly, then under the waistband of her leggings to peruse her clit and labia.
She was soaking wet. So responsive to my touch.
“Lucifer . . .”
I entered her with a single digit. I slid it in and out with lazy strokes.
“You’re driving me mad ...” Her head lolled to the side, giving me access to more skin.
My tongue traced the curve of her neck, and Willa’s pussy squeezed. I rewarded her with a second finger, and she bore down until she tapped out at my third knuckle.
I fucking loved it when Willa used me to get herself off.
She snaked her arm up and grasped at the hair on the back of my head. “God, don’t stop.”
God himself couldn’t stop me.
I massaged her breast and pinched her nipple with one hand while I finger fucked her with painstaking slowness.
“Lucifer . . .” she mewled.
“Aye, nymph? Do you want to come?”
“Aye.”
I fanned my fingers wide inside her tight channel.
Willa cried out when her climax hit, her pussy clamping, milking out her orgasm. She shuddered in my arms before collapsing into a boneless heap.
I withdrew my hand from her leggings, ghosting over her clit and the soft tuft of curls as I did.
She quivered once more, then glanced up, her gaze glassy and her grin wide. “That was ... very scandalous.”
I brought my hand up and wrapped my mouth around the two fingers I’d just fucked her with.
She sucked in a breath at the same time I sucked myself clean of her orgasm. “I didn’t know there were any parts of me left to corrupt, but you just might prove me wrong,” she said on a sigh, and it sounded a lot like praise.
I’d spend all night making a sinner out of her if circumstances allowed.
They did not.
I took her wrist and pressed a kiss to the scar that tracked the inside of her lower arm. “You were nine years old when you fell out of my apple tree.”
A slight gasp ripped from the back of her throat. “You ... knew about that?”
I lifted my head and our eyes met. I took a moment to drink in her sweetness. “I almost had the tree chopped down when Raphael came outside and pulled a gun on me. I told him if he shot me, I’d make him regret it. Do you know what his reply was?” Willa studied my face like it might be the last time we’d ever be this close again. Tears rested on her lower lashes as my voice grew tight. “He said he wouldn’t regret it as much as I’d regret destroying the last gift that my mother had given me.”
These were the memories that kept me grounded. Raphael was unfit to lead. But regardless of his wrongdoings, he was still my brother. My blood.
I prayed that he’d reciprocate those feelings in the coming days.
“We will never hand Raphael over to the Albanians,” I continued. “But you won’t have to marry him either.”
