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I brush her hair back from her face and don’t make another move until her eyes meet mine. “Willow, you’rebeautiful.”
A bright grin spreads across her mouth when she hears her name, and I tense when her soft hand wraps around my aching cock. My heart hammers against my chest when she guides me into her. My head throws back as a roar rips throughme.
The first move is made by her tilting her waist up, slowly taking in the length of me, and I’m close to losing it when my gaze drifts down to ourconnection.
Her pussy juices cover my cock. Her legs are open wide as she takes me in again and rolls her hips in the process. Nothing describes the feeling of watching the girl of your dreams lying on the hood of a car and taking your cock like she ownsit.
“Fuck, you feel good,” I grindout.
No more taking it slow. I grab her ankles, pull her down the car until she’s on the edge, and slam inside her. She clings to my shoulders and rests her weight onme.
“I’m there,” she says, her body going weak. “Oh God, I’mthere.”
I keep my focus on her to watch her face. Her mouth opens, a loud moan escaping her, and she clenches around mydick.
The view of her getting off sets meoff.
My body shakes when I bury my face between her breasts and release insideher.
We stare at each other, breathing heavily, and she cracks uplaughing.
“Not the best reaction after someone gets you off,” I say, unable to hold back mysmile.
“I so buttered you up with myguacamole.”
I join herlaughter.
Willow Andrews isn’t just working her way inside me. I’m also falling in love withher.
Chapter Thirty-Three
Willow
Two paint samplesare in my hand as I hold them against a wall in thenursery.
Red oryellow?
I want to go with a neutral theme since we don’t know the sex of our babies yet. I drop them onto the floor when my phonerings.
“Hello?” Ianswer.
“Hey,” Dallas says on the other line. “Youbusy?”
“Nope, just unpacking the rest of the stuff we bought for the babies and trying to decide what look I’m going for in the nursery.” I balance the phone between my shoulder and ear. “What’sup?”
“Maven’s preschool called. She’s sick. I’m swamped at the shop, and my parents aren’t available until this evening. Any way you can pick her up and hang out until I get a break fromhere?”
“Sure, that’s noproblem.”
He lets out a relieved sigh. “Thank you. I shouldn’t be any later than five. There’s a spare key under the planter on the porch. Make yourself comfortable. There’s plenty of food in the house. Let me know if you need anything,okay?”
“Okay.”
I throw my hair up in a ponytail, change into shorts and a T-shirt, and hop into my SUV. I don’t realize what I’m about to do until I pull into the parking lot of Maven’spreschool.
I’m going to hishouse.
Holy shit.I should’ve told him I’d bring her back to myplace.
