Page 63 of Filthy Lovin Heroes

I move to take my hand back from where we are both gripping him, but it’s useless. His hold is rock solid just like his cock.

We stay like this for several seconds. We’re still for so long I can feel the pulse of his throbbing cock pulsate in my palm. It feeds through me and my body answers in kind; my aching clit begging for his attention. But I know one false move and he’ll walk away again. I can practically hear his inner demons warring over what to do next.

Hopefully, the horny one is winning and we’ll both be happy.

Smiling slightly against his shoulder, I nip and lick my way to his earlobe, taking the tender piece of flesh between my teeth.

His hold on my hand tightens and I know I hear a deep, husky growl.

“I’m burning up with so much need I can’t hold on much longer, Aron.”

I slip my other hand beneath the covers and tease a finger around the nub of my aroused clit to find myself wet and sticky. I gasp, shuddering against Aron’s back as I sink a finger into my hot slit, working his shaft up and down with my other hand.

Suddenly, he’s facing me, my wrists gripped in one of his over my head with him pinning me to the bed with his heavy body.

Between us his hard cum-dripping cock leaks all over my thigh.

His eyes blaze with fiery hunger, his body anchoring me to the bed vibrating with unleashed tension. One of his hands grips my hip and I open for his silent command.

Honey glistens on my folds and I feel mesmerized by the heat in his eyes, the feel of his eyes on my pussy.

Unabashedly I raise my head and lick the sharp line of his jaw, making another spurt of pre-cum spill from the head of his cock.

“What now, Doctor? Are you going to examine me?”

“You sure…” he trails off, letting his words carry over my neck where he’s kissing his way to my ear. “...you want to play, little girl?”

“Yes,” I whisper, caught up in the feeling of his fingers dragging through my girl-cum to tease over my eager clit.

“Fuck...yes!” My voice as firm as my decision.

“You know what I’ll want from you. Think you’re ready to take it?”

Five

Aron

My blood turns to fire and suddenly I no longer care why it’s wrong for me to take her. Why I should tell her to run. All I can see is her naked body in my bed and I want her, all of her. I’m going to lick, kiss and fuck my way through the rest of the night, memorizing every inch of her forbidden body.

Finally.

Two years of torture is about to end. But I’m going to take it nice and slow, savor every damn minute of having her all to myself.

I unwrap her fingers from around my cock, flip her over and pin her hands above her head, reminiscent of our positions the night she ran away like a good girl should do.

But Willow is no longer the same scared girl with puppy love glowing in the depths of her eyes. As I loom over her, she holds my stare, her eyes burning bright up at me with a woman’s passion.

“So fucking eager for my baby?”

Her fingers clamp down on mine. “For you.”

I lean close, running my nose along the delicate line of her jaw. I love how the fierceness of her answer makes her breasts sway and she doesn’t know it yet, but I’m going to spend the rest of my life pleasuring them.

Pinning her hand with one of mine, I run my other over her sides, letting my fingers whisper over the softness of her stomach. I slide a finger through her drenched folds and spread them wide so I can see the pleasure nub buried there.

“And are you always so excited, so wet when you wake up?”

She clamps her thighs around my hand and tries to force me where she wants me, but I spread her again easily.

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