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“Reed, please—” she starts, but her words are cut off with a gasp when I flatten my tongue on her and lick up her lips, groaning at the taste of her.
“Such a pretty pussy,” I praise against her, smirking as the vibrations of my voice pull another moan out of her.
Her fingers tighten in my hair as my hand comes up and I part the lips of her sex, thrusting my tongue into her pussy and looking up to see her head thrown back, hair falling down her back in a flaming waterfall. She looks like a fucking goddess above me as I eat her out, finally getting a taste of what I’ve been craving for so long—and it’s better than I could have ever fantasized. I hold her to me, my other hand gripping her thigh and fingers digging into her flesh.
A guttural groan rips through me when Willow moves her hips, riding my tongue. I’m deaf to everything except for the sounds that escape Willow; needy, desperate whimpers and moans that fuel the fire in my blood. When I suck on her clit, her hips stutter as she breathes out, “Reed. Fuck, I-I’m close.”
The sound of my name coming from her lips has my cock craving her pussy even more than before, desperate to feel her wet heat around me. But I don’t stop my ministrations, devouring her and enjoying the taste and view as Willow’s fingers in my hair tighten before she falls apart. A cry escapes her and her body trembles as her orgasm hits, and I groan at the taste of her coating my tongue, taking everything she’s willing to give me and letting her ride out her orgasm.
When her orgasm subsides and I pull away from her, licking her taste off my lips, Willow doesn’t hesitate in dropping her leg and leaning down, pressing her lips to mine and no doubt tasting herself. My hands instantly find her hips when she settles down on my lap, feeling her wet heat on my groin through my shorts and underwear.
My heart is thundering in my chest and head, overtaking the migraine that had been there before. I’m not even sure if that pulsing ache is still present—all I can focus on is the woman in my lap as Willow sucks on my bottom lip before whispering against my mouth, “Can I ride you? Please?”
Well, fuck me.
My cock swells painfully at her words, my fingers digging into her hips as I curse before muttering, “Yeah. Yeah, of course you can, baby.”
Willow grins, the sight sexy and sinful as she reaches for the hem of her sweater and pulls it off. She drops it on the ground, revealing a lacy bralette the same green as her underwear, one that hugs her breasts and my mouth fuckingwatersat the sight of them. Willow lifts herself slightly, and I shove my shorts and briefs down, and her breathing hitches as my cock stands to attention, thick and swollen and desperate for her. Pre-cum beads at the tip, and I hiss out a breath as Willow wraps her hand around the shaft, biting her lower lip.
“Fuck, I don’t have a condom,” I grit out, the fact suddenly slapping me in the face.
Willow lifts her gaze, green eyes meeting mine under long lashes. Lust darkens her eyes, glassy from her first orgasm. She’s a fucking sight to behold, and I commit her to memory right then and there. After a moment, she says, “I’m on the pill, and I’m clean.”
My heart nearly jumps out of my chest. “I am, too,” I tell her truthfully. But I see a flicker of hesitation in her eyes, and I wouldn’t blame her for not believing me. I don't want to do a single thing that could be mistaken as me taking advantage of her. I wrack my brain, and inspiration hits me.Of course!“Wait—there has got to be one in this locker room.”
I set her gently on the bench and rifle through Caden’s locker. “Eureka!” I shout triumphantly when I find a pack in his duffel, and Willow lets out a chuckle. Those dimples make an appearance, and I take two long strides over to her, closing the distance between us.
“Allow me,” she says, taking the condom from my hands and tearing open the wrapper, then sliding it down my length.Damn, that’s sexy. Our eyes lock, and she gives me that smile that has electricity dancing through my veins before she straddles me again and presses her lips to mine in another deep, savoring kiss.
My tongue tangles with hers, craving her taste, and my hands grip her hips as she lifts herself slightly and, with one hand gripping my shoulder and the other hand still wrapped around my shaft, she guides it to her entrance as she sinks down on my cock. Her lips part against mine, a moan escaping her as my fingers dig into her hips, teeth gritting at the sensation of her warm, wet heat enveloping my cock, gripping me and letting me feel every inch of her.
“Fuck, baby, you’re so tight,” I mutter, sucking her bottom lip into my mouth as I feel her nails dig into my shoulder through the material of my shirt.
Her breathing quickens and I give her the time she needs to adjust to my size when she’s fully seated on my cock, and I distract myself from the urge to thrust into her by kissing down her jaw, holding her to me. Willow tilts her head to give me better access, and I wonder if her heart is pounding as hard as mine as she whispers in my ear, “God, you’re so big.”
She’s going to be the damn death of me.
Willow gives an experimental shift of her hips, her breath catching, before she starts moving up and down. She finds a pace that sends my head spinning, my hands sliding up from her hips as I watch her ride me, her eyes shut and head tilted back and for a moment, I think I’m dreaming. But she’s here and warm and real, my dick buried deep inside of her, and I lean forward and press my mouth to the swell of her breast, kissing and sucking on the skin, enjoying the gasp she lets out as my stubble scratches her soft flesh. She tastes like heaven, and I’m not sure I can live without this anymore.
My hands slide down, cupping her ass as she bounces on my cock, and I’m mesmerized by the sight of my dick slipping and disappearing into her pussy, watching us where we join together. Willow easily takes over my senses; all I can see, smell, feel, and taste is her. I'm lost in the entirety of her and I don’t want to be found.This—this is heaven. This is where I belong.
And when I feel her pussy clench around my cock, my balls tightening with the familiar need to release, I know for a fact that now that this line is crossed, there’s no going back.
Chapter 11
Willow
“Thecolorisperfect, Clare. Freaking gorgeous!” Vick praises with an excited grin, doing a turn in front of the mirror as she admires the dress she is wearing.
It’s slightly similar to the dress I’m wearing, and I have to agree—Clare did a great job in picking out the styles and color. Since only Vick and I are her bridesmaids, it’s just the two of us with Clare at the dress shop, trying on our dresses. The one Vick wears is sage green, made of satin with a cowl draped neckline and a strappy back, with a floor length skirt that has a leg slit. It hugs her body and subtle curves perfectly, like it was made for her, and I run my hands down my own sides as I quietly admire my reflection.
While the dresses are the same color and also made of satin, mine has a sweetheart neckline and corset bodice with an open lace-up back. The floor length skirt also has a leg slit, giving it a both elegant and sexy look that makes me feel pretty, especially with my hair falling over my shoulders. Though, I’ll probably have it pinned up for the wedding to show off the back of the dress.
I stand in front of the other mirror, Clare standing behind us with a proud grin and a flute of champagne in her hand, as I tilt my head and stare at my reflection almost absently. My mind starts to wander and my skin slowly starts heating up as I think of the inches of skin Reed had kissed, some of which are now covered by the dress.
My lips, my jaw, my neck, my breasts… my pussy.
My throat works, trying not to fist the delicate material of the dress as my body buzzes with the reminder of what it had felt like to be with Reed. It’s been two days since we hooked up in the locker room—which was seriouslysucha goddamn risk because anyone could have walked in and caught us—and my body still trembles with the ghost of his touch. We fucked. Icannot believewe fucked.
