Page 31 of The Light Within


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Our gazes are locked together as I continue slowly sinking inside her, losing myself in the sensual bliss that courses down my spine.

“Fuck, Will,” she gasps, lightning dancing in her eyes.

“I know, baby.” My lips press against hers. Her nails dig into my back, clutching me against her as I bury myself inside her until I bottom out.

Slowly pulling out of her, my voice is low and commanding. “Watch me sink inside you.”

Biting her lip, Everleigh locks her gaze on the sight of our bodies joining together as I slowly ease inside her again. She rocks her hips up, and I close my eyes, relishing in the feel of her tightness surrounding me.

Fuck. This woman completely unravels me.

I slowly pull back, nearly all the way out of her, my voice heavy with lust. “You’re so damn wet.” With a powerful thrust, I bury myself inside her, my mouth sealing over hers, swallowing her loud moan. As she opens for me and our tongues tangle, a deep growl of approval rumbles from my chest as I slowly slide nearly all the way out, then thrust hard inside her.

My hunger for her consumes me as my movements become desperate and frenzied, a powerful need overcoming me. Driving inside her body, my strokes are full of desperation as I pull my lips away, my sweaty forehead resting against hers. She locks her arms behind my neck, her legs sliding higher up my back as I thrust in and out of her tight pussy.

I slow my movements, and she unclasps her hands, digging her nails into my shoulders, but they slide off my sweaty skin.

Pulling back, I grab her legs, throwing them over my shoulders. She moans as my cock slides deeper inside her with the changed angle.

“You better hold on tight, momma.” I wink at her before pounding into her soaked pussy, her moans turning to screams as she tightens, clenching around me. I keep railing her, driving my cock into her as the sounds of her wetness combine with her moans, filling the room and overpowering the music that continues to play.

My goddess likes it when I sensually make love to her, but there are plenty of times, like right now, when I fuck her like a whore, and she relishes it.

Gritting my teeth, I hold back as her first orgasm coats me with more of her wetness.

I slow my pace slightly as she trembles around me, her nails digging at my skin. “Fuck, Will. You’ve turned me into an addict.”

I grin. “Good. I’ve accomplished what I set out to do.” Turning my head, I press a kiss on the inside of her ankle, my strokes smooth and controlled.

As I meet her eyes, lust rolls through every part of me, demanding I take every piece of her, latching onto her soul with mine until neither of us can tell where she ends, and I begin.

My thrusts are wild and frantic, as I give myself over to it, no longer able to distinguish which parts belong to her and which belong to me.

I’m not making love to her, nor am I fucking her. I’m losing a part of my soul inside her, never to get it back.

I grunt as I move through her wetness, my thrusts unrestrained, sweat dripping from my skin and onto her. My balls tighten against my body, and I feel her shudder around me. Barely hanging on, a shiver wracks me before my entire body goes taut, and I bury myself deep inside her, filling her with my release, my body shuddering in her arms.

“Fuck,” I mutter, my breaths heaving from my lungs as I slump against her, my face buried in her neck.

“Holy fuck,” she gasps, her words punctuated by her heavy breathing.

Holding her in my arms, waiting for our pulse and heart rates to slow and our breathing to return to normal, a rush of euphoria fills me.

Raising my head, I push the hair back from her face, drowning in her love. “You…” I press my lips against her forehead. “Are what I live for. Every single day.”

She blinks, tears glistening in her eyes. “I live for you…” She reaches a hand up, caressing my jawline. “Always.”

Catching her hand with my own, I turn her palm against my lips, kissing it. Sighing, I slowly pull out of her.

“I guess I should take you to dinner, huh?” A teasing grin is on my face as she laughs.

Sliding a hand between us, she rubs her belly. “The babies are getting hungry, as is their momma.”

Moving off her, I grab her hands, pulling her to a sitting position. “We can’t have that. Let’s get ready so that I can fill all three of your bellies with pasta.”

Her stomach growls in response, making us both laugh. “Let’s see how quickly I can repair the damage. I’m sure I look dreadful.”

Standing, I pull her to her feet and against my chest. “Never, love. You are always the most beautiful woman in the world to me.” Her head tilts, gazing up at me, her skin ethereal. I could hold her like this forever, but I really need to feed the four of us.

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