Page 64 of Filthy Lovin Heroes

“Only when you’re naked beside me in bed.”

I give a rough sounding grunt, nodding my head.

“And how about for other men? Are there any others I need?—”

“No!” she blurts out, eyes narrowing. “I’m wet for you. Only you and don’t call me little girl. I’m not a kid anymore. I have needs, Aron.” Her voice goes soft toward the end of her outburst. Oh, I know what her needs are, but they aren’t the same as mine. She wants a romp in bed while I want the whole fucking nine yards.

Two different ball games.

She looks so beautiful under me with her breasts crushed against my chest. Those delicious nipples of hers pressing against me only make my cock throb more.

“What are those needs, Willow. Tell me. I want to hear every naughty detail of what you need from me. because I’ll tell you right now. I have a man’s needs. I need to see your pussy dripping with my milk, your lips swollen from me fucking your mouth.” I pause, cupping her face with my palm, “And your belly round with my baby.”

I stroke my fingers deeper the longer I speak, making her walls tighten around me and flood my hand with more sticky girl-cum.

She gasps sharply, chest heaving and eyes wide with unleashed passion I crave to unlock.

“I...I…”

“You what, Willow?”

I scissor two fingers into her tight little pussy and stretch her for when I feed her slit every inch of my shaft.

“I want you. I…oh, that’s good.” Her fingers grip mine where I have them locked above her head.

She’s panting heavier now, and I take pleasure in knowing it’s because of me.

“Finish,” I growl.

“I want to feel you deep inside me, I want you to make me see universes away from here and I…” She bites at her lip for a second in that cute unsure way she’s always done since I’ve known her. Her head comes up and she nails me with such an intense, fiery look I feel it all the way to my balls.

“I want your milk to be the only sperm I ever take inside me.”

I groan and pump my fingers faster.

“Good.”

She rolls her hips, drawing my attention to her nearly bare folds glistening with hellfire honey. The haunting taste of her on my tongue has tortured me too long and I’m due another taste. A hell I’ve never left.

I rock my hips letting her feel how hard and ready she has me. Sticky white-hot cum spills from the fat crown and I take a little pride in knowing I’m marking her with my milk.

Shit will come down on us for this, but fuck it. This, what she makes me feel, is real.

“I’ll take that pussy. Bare. Just like I promised.”

Her eyes roll closed as I pump my hips again, and I take pride knowing I’m the one making her flush with lust.

I have to possess her. I push to my knees. Her tight, sweet body all but begs me to slide in balls deep.

I can’t walk away again. This is it. Whoever comes after me and my career for what I’m about to do will be dealt with. I’ll fight them. For her and myself. We’re both adults and there’s no way I’m letting Willow leave my bed again. Let them judge. Fuck the made-up rules of society that say I can’t love and crave someone as beautiful inside and out as Willow. I’m happy for the first time in, well, ever really. I’ve never thought about wanting someone the way I do Willow. She’s brought out something inside me that’s possessive as it is protective and I’ll be damned if I let anyone ruin that for me again. I’m done running from my desires.

I climb off the bed.

She pushes to her elbows, her eyes pleading. “Aron, in case you haven’t noticed, I’m an adult. I choose here and I choose now. Please. Don’t go.”

I stagger back, gut-punched by the beauty in my bed. Her tousled hair spills over creamy shoulders and plays over her bejeweled nipples. She thinks I’m leaving. She has me hooked on her, has since day one, only now I’m not letting my job come between us. It’s time I show her just how deep in my heart she lives.

I flick on muted lights over the bed. Golden light washes across her perfect skin and for a minute longer I stand completely still, taken aback by her stunning beauty.

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