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God, I sound wrecked.And he didn’t even get his mouth on me yet.
Chuckling against my chin, he lifts up just enough to clamp his teeth on my bottom lip and pull. His fingers pop the button on my jeans, then ease the zipper down. My hips thrust forward of their own volition, prompting blistering heat to creep up my neck.
Will gives a little suck to my lip before pulling away, peering up at me with a mix of amusement and something darker, hotter, filthier.
“That scowl,” he says softly, shaking his head with a slow curve of a smile, “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you didn’t want this.” His finger dips beneath the waistband of my jeans, stroking over the cotton covering my cock. He hums. “But I do know better, don’t I?”
I grunt at the same time my dick twitches. “You don’t know shit.”
His grin widens. “Lift up.”
Narrowing my eyes on his, I do as he says, but not because he told me to—let’s make that clear—but because my dick is currently being strangled by fabric. It’s chafing, ridiculously uncomfortable, and I’d much rather use it to strangle him instead.
“That’s what I thought,” he whispers, tugging my jeans and boxers down in one go.
My dick springs out, jutting toward him rock-hard and weeping.
He hums, glancing down at my blatant want for him. His tongue swipes maddeningly slow over his bottom lip. “Fuck, baby.”
A thumb drags across my cheek, brushing over my lips. Instinct grips me, and I melt into his palm, pulling the thick, warm digit into my mouth with a deep, unrestrained moan.
“That’s it,” he murmurs, sliding a palm around my ass, squeezing my flesh as I shamelessly thrust my dick at him. “Show me how bad you want this.”
My hand finds his head, nails digging into his scalp with punishing force. I try to grit out his name in warning, but the thumb stroking my tongue makes it impossible to manage anything more than a muffled groan.
I’m on fire—my face, my neck, my chest—and yet my skin pebbles with delicious, spine-tingling chills. For fuck’s sake, he’s barely evendoinganything, and yet I’m delirious with pleasure. With shameless, hopeless need.
A quiet, sharp inhale expands Will’s chest. His gaze darts between the thumb fucking my mouth and my dick fucking the air between us.
My eyes bore fiercely into his, saying all the things he won’t let me. Begging for what I couldn’t find the words to ask for even if I could talk.
Touch me, damn it.
I want this, I want you, I always fucking want—
His eyes flare, and he sits taller, bringing his legs in so his thighs rest against my ass and his boots are planted solidly on the carpet. His hand releases my ass to finally,finallytouch me where I need him, fingers curling around my shaft, squeezing tight, right at the root.
I shudder, and my bicep flexes, taking all my weight as I push my hand into the windowsill behind him. Paint chips off, flaking where my nails bite into the wood.
Growling from deep within my chest, I bury my fingers in his hair, stretching it away from his temple. Wrenching his head back, I curl forward, gunning for that stupid, sexy mouth of his.
He gasps, his thumb sliding free just as I crash our lips together in a biting kiss. It’s sloppy. It’s wet. His spit-soaked thumb drags along my jaw before he abruptly releases my face and reaches around, clutching my ass and squeezing.
I nip and suck violently at his lips, pushing myself impossibly closer. Like I could find my way inside him so I’ll never forget how perfect and right and real this is again.
Moaning, he adjusts his hold on my dick, slipping his fingers under my balls, pressing on some point that has me lurching and hissing against his teeth.
“Shh,” he murmurs, brushing a thumb down my crack
“Will,” I whimper into his mouth, panting heavily. The vice on my dick is unrelenting, but it only heightens my desperation, feeding into my unfettered need.
Thoughts? What are thoughts. There’s only sensation. Onlythis.
“I know, baby, I got you,” he says huskily, massaging my clenched hole with his wet thumb, slicking it up and softening me. With his other hand, he releases my dick and gives my nuts a little tap. “Up. Give it to me. Wanna taste you so bad.”
A groan rips out of me, but I do as he says. No hesitation whatsoever.
Will’s got me. He’s always got me.
