Page 16 of Playing with Fire

Stepping toward the bed, Willa ran her fingers over her collarbone, loving that he tracked every move she made. “Thank you,” she told Beckett, truly meaning it. Leaning over his large frame and kissing his lips, she noticed how soft and plump they were, and he tasted of sweet apple with a bite of pepper, a combination she hadn’t known she loved until that very moment. “You’re not so bad yourself.”

They started to kiss again earnestly, the sparks that were flying between them quickly catching and turning into an inferno. Heat rose between their bodies as they continued to explore one another. Beckett’s hands were on her breasts, his thumbs teasing her nipples into peaks that pressed against the lacey material of her bra. His ministrations and the scratch of the fabric were causing her clit to pulse with need. Willa trailed kisses from his lips down the side of his face, his slight stubble rough against her lips, but pleasurably so as she moved down to his neck and nipped at the skin there.

“Damn.” Beckett’s breathing quickened as his hips bucked against her. Willa kept her southward momentum, peppering kisses on his chest and abdomen until she reached her final destination. Hooking her fingers into his briefs, she gazedup at him one last time in silent question. “Fuck. Please,” he panted before his head hit the pillow.

“Well, when you ask so nicely,” Willa sassed.

Any other teasing caught in her throat as she reached in and freed Beckett from the cotton material, her mouth watering at what had to be the most beautiful cock she had ever seen. He was thick, and deliciously veiny, so much so that drool was pooling in her mouth and her tongue snuck out, ready for a taste of him. There was definitely nothing average about the man, and she intended to enjoy every minute of her time with each part of him.

A drop of precum glistened at the tip, and Willa couldn’t hold herself back any longer. Shehadto taste more of him. Blow jobs had always been something she had enjoyed, at least when they wereheridea, and there was nothing more she wanted to do than get her mouth on Beckett. Licking a stripe up from the base of his cock, she lightly dipped her tongue into the slit at the top, a burst of tang hitting her tongue as she licked him clean. Willa hummed her approval at the savory flavor before taking him fully into her mouth, loving the heft of him as she continued to lick and suck.

One free hand worked what Willa couldn’t quite get with her mouth and the other ran up and down his abdomen, the ridges of his muscles twitching with each pass. Beckett’s hands flexed at his sides, and she almost smiled around his cock when she realized he was giving her full control of everything, not even wanting to put his hands on her for fear he would take over. That alone had Willa falling for him a little, and as a show of gratitude, she reached over to grab one hand before placing it on her head.

Beckett’s fingers gently ran through her hair before moving down where he cupped Willa’s cheek, his strong hand cradling her head lightly like she was something precious,something to be cared for tenderly. Her heart swelled, and when she glanced up to see him staring at her like she was the most amazing thing in the world, it soared. Willa wasn’t sure how much longer she could take him gazing at her like that before she would fall completely in love with him, so she tried to refocus on just the sex. Sex could be simple, but feelings could be complicated.

Doubling her efforts, Willa hollowed her cheeks and felt him swell into her mouth. “Fuck. I’m coming,” Beckett warned just before the first pulse hit her tongue.

After swallowing down everything she could, Willa finally popped off and crawled up the length of his body, smiling when she saw his blissed-out expression. Beckett could look like a tough guy from time to time, so to see him so free of responsibility was a wonderful treat. With hazy eyes hazy and a lax smile, he looked like the picture of a lazy Sunday afternoon spent in the bedroom.

“Hi,” she whispered.

It took him a moment to come down from his orgasm, so she took the time to brush the damp hair from his forehead. The gesture was tender, but it seemed a little too soon for that. How could she possibly be falling this fast? When Beckett finally came back to himself, he gazed at her so adoringly that her heart kicked in her chest.

“Hi,” Beckett replied, catching his breath. Before she could panic, he reached up and pulled Willa down to him for a kiss, dipping his tongue into her mouth and groaning as he tasted her.

With his considerable strength, Beckett easily rolled the two of them so that he was on top. He continued to kiss her, his mouth eventually trailing down her neck. Willa sensed that he wanted to return the favor by going down on her, but she wasn’t quite ready to be in such a vulnerable position with him yet.When he placed a soft kiss just below her breast, Willa gasped and pulled him back up above her. The fact that he wanted to do that for her was enough for now.

Beckett lay above her again, only now he wore a confused expression. “Did you not want that?”

Willa smiled shakily, unwilling to get too into the reasons why and trying to stay focused on wanting to feel more of him. “Not tonight, but I do want to keep going.”

Beckett nodded, his eyes flicking to the nightstand beside them before coming back to hers. “Can I be inside you?”

Again, his asking permission and letting her call the shots had her heart thumping heavily in her chest at the same time her center started to ache with urgency. “Yes,” she told him.

With a boyish grin, Beckett reached over and pulled a box of condoms from a drawer and took one out as Willa unhooked her bra. He raised up on his knees, lifted her mostly healed ankle to his mouth, and placed a kiss on it before propping her foot on his shoulder. He ripped the condom wrapper open with his teeth, but before he could roll it on, she shuffled their positions again and grabbed it from him, moving to the side to do the honors herself.

“I kind of wanted my hands on you again,” Willa said with a cheeky grin.

“By all means,” Beckett replied. After pulling his briefs the rest of the way off, he laid back down on the mattress as Willa rolled the latex down his length. She enjoyed the feel of him in her hand and loved watching him twitch in her palm as he got fully hard again. “God, your hands are heavenly.”

Willa smirked. “If you like my hands, you’re going to love what’s next.” After shucking her thong and tossing it behind her, she straddled his legs and sunk down onto him, loving the slight burn she felt as his girth stretched her wider than she ever had been. They both groaned once he was fully seated insideher, his hands tightening on her hips as she started to move rhythmically.

Beckett pulled Willa down into another series of searing kisses, their lips coming together in time with their bodies. He dipped his tongue into her mouth as he drove up his cock inside her, hitting so hard and deep that she’d feel it for days. Every time she sat down, the memory of that night and the man who was giving her the best sex of her life thus far would play on repeat. She wouldn’t mind it in the least. It was about time she had some good sex to reminisce about. So far, everything had been amazing and she hadn’t even orgasmed yet.

Every touch had been done with such care and consideration, every move with her express approval, and Willa didn’t know if he was a mind reader or what, but somehow Beckett had been giving her exactly what she needed. Was it possible for her to be any happier than she was right now? She sincerely doubted it. Willa also doubted she could possibly be any closer to orgasm than she was at that moment.

Breaking the kiss, Willa whimpered as Beckett continued to hit that sweet spot inside her. “Close. So close.”

Beckett nodded. “Same.”

One hand laced with hers as the other reached between them until he found her swollen clit, rubbing it with his thumb. He did it with the same determination and intensity he seemed to apply to everything, and after a few seconds of using just the right amount of pressure, her body was coming together tightly before flying apart completely.

“Oh God!” Willa shouted, coming harder than she had with anyone else.

Their fingers clasped tighter, Willa’s nails leaving half-moon shapes on the back of his hand as her walls fluttered and stars appeared behind her eyelids. When Beckett kept going, she rocketed into orbit, seeing more than stars. She saw planets,solar systems, and entire universes before coming back into her body in time to feel him swell and spill into the condom, her name a prayer on his lips as he came.

Collapsing onto him, Willa leaned her head on Beckett’s chest, listening to the sound of his heart thumping away against his ribs. It was fast, but strong and solid, just like him. Her eyes prickled in the corners as she felt herself taking that first step toward falling in love with him. A strange cocktail excitement and fear swirled around her stomach.

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