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It quickly grows into something more desperate, more frenzied. Willow combs her fingers through my hair while I slip my hand down the length of her spine. She rolls her hips against me, the warmth of her thighs sending pleasure straight to my cock.
“Zane,” she whimpers against me.
“I’m here, darling. I’m here.”
“Touch me. Please, touch me.”
I slip a hand beneath the fabric of her shirt, gliding my fingers over the smooth pass of her waist, her belly, and up towards her supple breasts. She cants toward me, a gasp bubbling past her lips when I lightly squeeze her nipple.
“My beautiful girl,” I growl. “Fuck, I want to eat you out until you scream my name. Would you like that, darling?”
The noise that escapes her makes my cock throb. Her cheeks are bright pink, her eyes dark with untamed lust, and her lips are swollen and glossy. She nods, breathless and quivering in my arms.
“I want you to tell me how good I taste,” she murmurs.
I smirk. “With pleasure, darling.”
I set her down gently on the bed, pulling off her clothes one piece at a time. I unwrap her like a Christmas present, a birthday gift, memorizing every crest and valley of her body. She’s really, truly the most stunning woman I’ve ever laid eyes upon.
Settling between her thighs, I tease her folds with the tip of my tongue, beyond pleased to find her wet and ready for me. She tastes so nice and sweet, borderline addictive. When I draw tight circles against her clit, I grip her thighs to keep her steady as I determinedly work her toward the brink. Willow writhes beneath me, clutching the sheets as her chest rises and falls with labored breaths.
“Oh my God, Zane,” she whines, her hips bucking. “More. More—I’m so close!”
It’s a delight to have her come on my tongue, her wanton moans a symphony in my ear.
I’m quick to flip her onto her stomach, kissing a line down the length of her back, occasionally sucking hard enough to leave marks against her pale skin. I grab fistfuls of her perky ass, grinding my unattended erection between her cheeks.
“I wonder how many times I should make you come,” I mutter, mostly to myself as she sighs against the sheets beneath her. “Three more times? Four? Maybe seven.”
Willow giggles. I can’t see her smile so much as hear it in the giddiness of her tone. “Feeling ambitious, are we?”
I shuck off my shirt and make quick work of my belt and zipper, dragging everything down to let my cock spring free. Just the sight of her parted legs and the curl of her hair over her delicate shoulders is enough to make me lose control, and when Willow rolls over and presses her hands to my chest, I damn near do.
“It’d be a shame if I were to thwart your plans with plans of my own,” she hums, reaching between us to wrap her fingers around my shaft. She strokes slowly, carefully, the tight coil of heat in the pit of my stomach growing brighter and more intense with each pass.
“Fuck, Willow—”
“Lie down, husband,” she says, half serious and half teasing. The word is electric, making the little hairs on the back of my neck and arms stand on end.
“Say it again,” I rasp.
“Husband,” she whispers.
It’s not a joke this time. When she looks at me, I see nothing but adoration and amazement. She’s happy I’m her husband, regardless of whether or not our marriage was accidental. She’s pleased because she gets me all to herself.
I don’t believe in Lady Luck or Christmas miracles, but it was a miracle that Willow and I ran into each other that day. Never before have I experienced such wonderful oneness. When I’m with her, I feel whole.
Willow applies a bit of pressure to my chest, effectively getting me to lie down on the mattress. She peppers my skin with light kisses and gentle touches, working her way down to my abs and dark brown happy trail. She nibbles her bottom lip, smiling as she bends over to wrap her pretty mouth around the head of my cock. When she swirls her tongue, I nearly lose it.
“Fuck, darling. Just like that.”
“Like this?” she asks with a soft giggle, teasing me with kittenish licks. “Or like this?” She wraps her slender fingers around the base of my cock and strokes slowly, working in time with her devilishly hot mouth. “Or maybe like this?” Willow hollows her cheeks and sucks me down as far as she’s able, the heat of her tongue sending sparks across my vision. She bobs her head up and down, stroking me gently, moaning all the while.
I rake my fingers through her hair, gripping the roots—not hard enough to hurt, but firm enough to control her pace. “So fucking sexy with my cock in your mouth. God, you’re going to make me come, Willow. Ease up a little.”
“But I’m having fun,” she complains, popping off my cock for a moment.
I chuckle. “Come here, darling. Let me see you on top.”
