Page 66 of Filthy Lovin Heroes

I am the master of self-control, but somehow Willow is undoing every defense I have. It’s taking all I have to stay still and let her enjoy this moment.

She follows my instructions beautifully, bending forward and sliding herself down my body. Her hard nipples rake my chest. Her long hair is soft and silky, caressing my belly and thighs as she moves.

Once her face reaches my cock, she starts moving her hand up and down my shaft. “You’re so smooth and hard and so hot.”

“Baby, there’s no time for that.” My voice holds a rough edge and the muscles of abs and thighs are straining from the effort it takes to control myself. Fuck. I’ve never lost control of myself like this. Ever. While I might dream of cumming all over her sweet face, I don’t want it to be like this, but if she doesn’t stop jacking me off, I won't be able to contain myself. I reach down to stop her hand. “I want your mouth on me, Willow.”

Her blue eyes flash and the playfulness leaves her face as she sinks her teeth into her bottom lip. “So…um…I just put my mouth on you?”

I am fighting to control my cock so her words take a minute to sink in. Brows furrowed, I consider her with stunned amazement. There is no way she’s saying what I think.

“Baby look at me.” When she does, I ask, “Haven’t you gone down on a man before?”

She hesitates an instant before giving a tiny shrug, her face a pretty color of red. “Not exactly.”

“It’s a yes or no question, Willow.” I maintain my voice pitched low, even. I don’t want her to feel bad, but something inside me wants to know no other man has ever claimed her mouth.

“No.” Her single whispered word sends the blood pumping through my veins and my heart galloping. Some strange sense of satisfaction pulses through me and the earlier feeling of possession sucks the air from my lungs. How is it possible that my sweet, gorgeous Willow has never given the man the pleasure of knowing her very fuckable mouth?

“Aron, don’t be mad. I really do want to do it. I’m just…afraid I won’t do it right, that’s all. Tell me what you want.”

I can’t help but chuckle. I reach down and gather her in my arms, bringing her to rest on my chest. “Mad? Never! Surprised, maybe, but never mad. Elated, yeah, for damn sure.” My brain buzzes as one word plays over and over again in my head—mine, mine, mine. No other man has put his cock in Willow’s sweet mouth. It is more than I could have hoped. But I’ve wanted to be the one to possess her for so long, it is like my sheer strength of will has made it so.

When I tip her head up, her eyes are brimming with unshed tears.

I brush my thumb across her downy cheek, but my steely resolve and icy control have returned. I am not letting my Willow get away from me again.

I trace my thumb across her full lower lip.

Willow’s smile makes my heart shatter.

Before I have time to pick up the pieces, she is moving down my body, and every one of my nerve endings start firing. My cock in hand, she teases me with butterfly kisses over the cum-soaked crown, forcing me to buck into her grip.

“Fuck, just like that. Yes.”

I sifted her hair through my fingers, fighting the urge to give it a pull and push her faster. Her quick glance up at me from under thick lashes shows me her uncertainty so I slow it down, letting her pick the pace. I’m not going to rush her. I can stay like this forever.

I look on as her pretty, soft lips part and she takes me into her warm, wet mouth. “That’s it, baby, be a good girl and suck your doctor deep.”

And then the tip of my cock reaches the back of her throat. She doesn’t hesitate. Her hand comes up to grip the base of my thick cock and then she slides me in as deep as she can take me.

She is a natural. With soft, gentle movements at first, she glides her velvet mouth up and down my hard shaft, her hand following in the wake of her mouth. Sensations bombard me and I fight for the control I require so I won’t scare her with my need.

“Your mouth is like heaven,” I growl, pushing her head down gently as I raise my hips to meet the wet, hot suction of her mouth. “Oh baby, don’t stop.” Her sweet lips fit around my thickness perfectly as she sucks me deep.

I bury my hands in her hair and start to pump, tapping the back of her throat with each thrust up.

I don’t know what I am worried about because a couple more deep pumps into her hot mouth and she goes wild on my cock.

Her head bobs up and down, her tongue swirling around the crown. She slides a hand under my balls and I’m fisting her hair, driving up faster and hard.

God, she’s perfect. I can spill my cum down her throat every night of the year and still want more.

“Willow, I’m not going to be able to hold off much longer.”

The wet sound of her sucking fills my bedroom.

My voice burns with the strain of holding back my impending orgasm. “Stop it if you don’t want me to come in your sweet mouth.”

---