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THREE
We waste no time divesting ourselves of our clothing. The rush to get naked is almost feral; the need to be wrapped up in each other animalistic. Our mouths clash and our teeth knock together and we tear at the fabric. It’s a race that both of us are eager to finish, yet I have a feeling we’ll be feasting on each other long into the night.
Once he has me bared to him fully, Will’s thick, calloused fingers cleave my slick folds and find my hungry entrance. “Fuck, you’re so wet for me,” he growls, and the ferocious gleam in his tropical gaze sends another flood of arousal pounding through my veins.
I’m full to bursting with anticipation, and my hips rock of their own volition in an attempt to get him right where I need him. A knowing smirk twists the corner of his lush mouth, and one finger traces my entrance before pushing inside.
My head presses back into the mattress, a gasp of pleasure and satisfaction spilling from my lips. Studying my face, he measures my reactions as he twists and curls his finger inside me, pulling all kinds of erotic sounds from me.
The delicious sensations he elicits from me should embarrass me, but already an orgasm is bearing down on me, and I focus wholeheartedly on that instead.
I’ve come here tonight for an express purpose, and I’m not leaving until I wring every drop of pleasure from it. The benefits are more than worth the months of planning and deception it took to get here. I plan to make the most of this night, even if it kills me.
And it just might.
But hell, I’m willing to take that chance.
Will’s eager mouth glides down the graceful column of my neck, sucking and licking the sensitive flesh as one hand wanders to my breast. My nipple is a hard point against his palm as he massages the tender mound. I moan and my fingers tunnel into his hair, tugging at the roots as he takes the hard bud between thumb and forefinger and gives it a pinch, sending sharp bolts of arousal arrowing to my core.
As much as I enjoy a good round of foreplay, though, he’s going entirely too slow for me. I want him inside me. Now.
With my heels pressed against the backs of his thighs, my hands find his round, firm ass and I pull his hips closer, lifting mine at the same time in a silent but urgent plea for him to give me what I want.
He chuckles, a devious little sound that’s barely audible even as he lifts his head to bring his mouth back down to mine. But that smirk—that sly, crooked smirk—unravels me in the most wondrous way.
His tongue dances with mine, the slick glide wreaking havoc on my blood pressure as it steadily climbs higher. He’s flirting with disaster, because I’m about to combust.
It would be a shame to die before feeling his hard length moving inside me. I mourn the loss just thinking about it.
With a mental vow not to let that happen, I attack his mouth with fervor. If Will is taken off guard, he doesn’t let on. “No more playing,” I plea, giving him one chance only. “Inside. Now,” I say against his lush lips. And for added emphasis, I again lift my hips, feeling the hot slide of his cockhead slip through my folds and tease my clit.
Groaning, Will’s hips surge, repeating the motion, and if I wasn’t already so damn wet, I have no doubt the friction would be hot enough to spark a fire.
Which is exactly how my pussy feels. My inner walls throb painfully, the ache growing with every passing second that he’s not inside me. The minor relief I feel from his questing cock teasing me is short lived, and within seconds I’m so wound up I could cry.
“Will, please,” I beg.
The shake of his head is infinitesimal, and at first I don’t believe it. He’s seriously denying me? Denying us? I don’t know what his game is. Maybe he’s one of those guys who gets off on…what do they call it…orgasm denial? Well, that just doesn’t work for me. I’ve been anticipating this moment for so long, my vagina is going to revolt if the train doesn’t pull into the station—stat. Now, I’m just plain irritated.
Taking matters into my own hands, I delve between our now sweat-slicked bodies and grasp his hard shaft before he can stop me.
As soon as my fingers close around him in a tight fist and I give him a good stroke, Will’s forehead drops to my shoulder and a whine of pure, unadulterated pleasure rips past his lips as his hips buck of their own accord.
The angle, I’ll admit, is awkward. I don’t have much room for movement, but I do my best, angling him toward my needy pussy as I tug on his hard flesh. His cock pulses in my hand, the fat head prodding my entrance, but still Will refuses to enter.
The man must be a sadist. How else would he deny us both this pleasure?
So I do the only thing that I can, and I begin rubbing the head across my clit, circling it again and again until the little bundle of nerves begins to tighten and my stomach flutters. I’m breathless, my heart racing as the pressure increases. Will joins in, bracing himself on both forearms as he rocks his hips, jacking himself off in my hand.
It’s the hottest damn thing I’ve ever experienced. Just imagining him coming all over me rockets my orgasm forward.
I’m at a fever pitch, my inner thighs slathered in my own juices, the sound and smell of sex saturating the air, when I lift my hips and the whole of Will’s cock plunges into me.
In less than a heartbeat, he’s filled me to the hilt. The shock of it causes us both to stop instantly. Will lifts his head and his gaze meets mine. He’s just as shocked as I am, but I think for different reasons entirely.
Will was no doubt holding out, prolonging the connection. Me? I’m taken aback by the sheer size of him. He stretches me to the point of pain, and even though I love the feel of him, I need a moment to get used to being so full.
“Are you okay?” he asks sweetly as he pets my hair back away from my face.
