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She dragged him back to her mouth, swallowing his concerns and chasing them away with her lips and tongue. He tugged her even closer and her hands rested against his pecs and kneaded the muscles there. Strength. Such strength that would have previously terrified her, now fascinated her. Maybe it was because he chose to display his strength in different ways than she had witnessed from Marcus.
Will kissed her cheeks and jaw, trailed down her neck, leaving warm wet seals of desire as he went. She tangled her hands in his hair and held him to her throat. A ragged moan flew from her lips when he sucked hard.
“Make me feel good,” she whispered.
He paused, then continued placing reverent, gentle kisses down her neck, to her collar bone and shoulder. He hooked his fingers into the strap of her dress and pulled it to the side, kissing every inch of skin he unveiled until her dress pooled at her waist. She held her breath, waiting to see his reaction to her small, unremarkable chest. He glanced up, his eyes locked onto hers and the desire and need shining from them astonished her. He placed his palm over her chest, resting on the skin over her heart.
“You’re so beautiful and this is my favorite part of you,” he murmured, and she wondered if he could feel the organ beatingits way out of her chest, desperate to get to him. He dipped his head, pressing a kiss to the skin and her head tilted back. His lips traveled down the valley between her breasts, leaving a trail of tingles before he veered off.
“Although these have to be the prettiest things I’ve ever seen,” his gravelly tone sent shivers racing through her. He captured one nipple, taking it into the warm, wet cavern of his mouth, sucking gently and a gasp slipped from her. His tongue flicked back and forth, wringing delicious sensations from her.
“More!” she demanded, holding his head closer. He moved to her other nipple, sucking it while rolling the damp one between his thumb and finger. Her hips shifted of their own accord, seeking him and she felt his hardness through the soft material of her dress. A deep rumble emanated from his throat when she came into contact with him and her nipple popped free from his mouth as he wrapped his arms around her and ground against her, slanting his mouth over hers, devouring her.
“More William. I need more,” she whined. His hand tunneled under her skirts, finding her panties and rubbing his knuckle over the damp front as she bit back a curse.
“Is that what you needed, Belle?” he said against her lips, his pressure increasing to a point where she could only grunt in response.
“I can make it feel so good. Will you let me?” he asked.
She nodded and his hand shifted the material to the side and he slid a finger inside her. Her head tipped back on a moan and she tightened around him. He sighed, nibbling her exposed throat. “Goddamn, you’re perfect.” He added a second finger and she felt a slight burn that soon faded as he pumped them slowly before stroking his thumb over the heart of her.
“Harder,” she huffed out and he immediately increased the pressure until she was almost mindless. She needed to touch him, delving between them and trailing her fingers down hischest before wrapping one hand around his hard cock and squeezing. She smiled at his shuddered breath and proceeded to work him until he was as mindless as she.
Then he was moving, shifting them towards the edge of the bed and she wrapped her legs around him as he stood up.
“What are you doing?” she mumbled inbetween kisses.
“Condom in pants,” came his muffled reply. At least he was thinking sensibly, maybe he wasn’t as mindless with pleasure as she was. Then he was sitting them back on the bed and tugging her underwear off.
She sighed. “I was wrong. It is attractive that you can pick up and put down heavy objects.”
He laughed quietly, a throaty huff against her skin. “You’re not heavy, you’re perfect.” She heard a packet rip, then there was movement beneath her.
She was too eager for what came next and grew restless. He fixed her with a look, lids lowered. “Take over, I know you want to.”
The fact that hewantedher to made it all the sweeter. She rose up on her knees, her nipples rubbing against his chest and his sharp intake of breath tickled her skin. She gripped his length. “You like it when I take control?” she whispered, their lips a breath apart. His tongue flicked out and swiped across her lower lip. “You want me to ride you while you lie back and take it like a good boy?” She sank down onto him slowly.
“Oh shit,” he huffed, squeezing her hips tight. It took a few tries. He stretched her, that sweet burn making her pause until she was ready. She clenched around him, enjoying the feeling of him filling her, this strong man relinquishing power to her.
His breath stuttered out and she rocked her hips. She kept the pace slow, enjoying every sensation being dragged out, memorizing each detail of his face, twisted in exquisite agony and the fact that it washerwho had put that look on his face.
He tried to increase the pace but she held firm. “I want you to feel every second of this. Every single sensation,” she said, loving the strength she felt at being with him. His head dipped back, his eyes squeezed shut, his mouth open in ecstasy and her gaze devoured him.
Something changed.
Her chest cracked.
Her nerve endings flexed, hyperaware.
He brought his hand to her again, his fingers swirling fast, slick circles over her clit and her breathing increased, her hips moved faster and his head came forward, eyes clashing with hers. Emotion overwhelmed her and she tried to look away but he wouldn’t let her.
“No, Belle. Right here, stay right here,” he grunted, his eyes refusing to let her go.
It took her by surprise, a sudden explosion that rocked her entire body, seizing and she screamed as she was flung over the edge. Will cried out, burying his face in her neck, his teeth nipping at her skin as he shuddered with her, both of them quivering together.
The crack in her chest widened and split open and tears flooded her cheeks, worse than when she’d climaxed on her own. Her sobs wouldn’t be contained and broke free.
“Rebelle?” Will’s concern made it worse. He cupped her cheeks, brushing her hair back from her face and swiping his thumbs over her tears. She brushed his arms aside and clung to him, wrapping her arms and legs around him, scrabbling to get closer, she couldn’t get close enough to him. Her fist gripped his hair as she sobbed into his neck.
