Page 64 of The History Between Us

“Ha ha, Doc. You’re so funny.”

He smirks, looking pretty pleased with himself. “I know.”

“As I was saying,” I mutter, feigning exasperation. “Had I not been injured, I’m willing to bet my left nut that I would’ve made it to finals, so I worried I would maybe resent my friends for making it. Which, I know sounds shitty, but that isn’t the case at all. I’m pumped to go to Vegas with a handful of my closest friends to celebrate their success. I’m genuinely so happy for them.”

Nodding, he says, “I think it’s natural to worry about that given your situation, Colt, but I’m glad you’re able to go and be there for your friends. I’m sure they’ll appreciate having you there.”

Once we’re finished eating, we make our way toward the front to pay for the trees. William scoffs again when I refuse to let him pay for either of them. It doesn’t take long for the two of us to strap ’em both into the bed of my truck, but by the time we get into the cab, and I turn it on, William is scowling at me all over again because he’s cold.

“You’re kind of a baby when it comes to the cold,” I muse as I pull out of the parking lot. “Has anybody ever told you that?” Shooting daggers at me, he says nothing. Laughing, I ask, “How the hell did you live your entire life in Copper Lake upuntil you moved away, and you’re this bad at handling winter?”

“I simply don’t like it,” he deadpans, rubbing his hands together in front of himself so vigorously I wouldn’t be surprised if he started a fire.

“Don’t worry,” I drawl, peering over at him before focusing on the road. “I’ll warm you right up once we get back to my house.”

Something like a growl sounds in the back of his throat, and he slides his hand over to my thigh, squeezing as I try to focus on driving. Having to go out of town for this damn tree really sucks when all I want to do is get home and devour William. About thirtylongminutes later, I pull into my driveway, and I’m wound up tight. He’s done nothing but tease me the whole drive. Putting the truck in park, I leave it on as I take off my seatbelt and slide onto William’s lap.

He breathes out a laugh, hands finding purchase on my ass as my lips crash down on his. I kiss William with fervor, my blood on fire, doused in my need for him, and he kisses me back just as fiercely. I love how he always seems to want me just as much as I want him, and he’s not afraid to show it.

Making out like a couple of horny teenagers who are out past curfew for a while, we finally break apart, breathless, lips slick and swollen, and I need him more than ever. “Let’s get this tree inside so we can finish what we just started,” I whisper against his mouth before begrudgingly climbing off his lap.

Once inside, we get my tree set up, but agree to wait until tomorrow when he can come back over with his dad to do the decorating.

The air between us is practically sizzling as we work as fast as we can to get it set up. Electricity shoots between us, our eyes dancing over to one another every few moments, and it’s like my skin is on fire already, the anticipation of what’s aboutto come almost too much. Once I’m satisfied the tree won’t tip over in our absence, I take a step back, keeping my eyes trained on William as I toe out of my shoes and begin shedding off the many layers of clothing I’m wearing. First, my beanie, then my scarf, letting both drop to the floor while the weight of William’s gaze washes over my body like a physical force. Next, I unzip my jacket, shrugging out of that before reaching behind my head and tugging off my shirt. The only thing left are my pants and my briefs, which I slowly work down my legs while William then begins undressing in a similar fashion.

The lights are off and the room is silent, only the sounds of our breathing and the clothes hitting the floor, which somehow amplifies the tension between us. We haven’t even touched each other yet, and I already feel so keyed up. My heart races, blood pumping hot through my veins, as it feels like my skin is on fire. I need him something fierce, and every single second spent watching him strip for me is agonizing and thrilling all at once. Once he’s fully undressed, we both take a step, then another, meeting in the middle of the room. I couldn’t even say who made the first move, our bodies colliding in a mess of limbs and lips and tongues.

Despite us being out in the cold not that long ago, his body is burning up against mine, sending all the blood in my body down south. I’m hard and throbbing in no time, and we’ve barely begun. Standing in the middle of the living room, bodies flush, lips locked, we lose ourselves to one another for a while before I begrudgingly pull away and take his hand, leading him back to my bedroom.

The moonlight spills in through the crack in the curtains, covering us in an ethereal glow while our hands and mouths find each other once more as we fall onto the bed. Lying inthe center, I spread my legs, making room for William to blanket my body with his. He kisses me slowly, sensually. His tongue caressing mine as his large, warm hand trails down my body with featherlight touches. Fingers brushing against my sensitive, taut nipple, a tremble rolls down my spine as a groan builds in my throat.

William’s lips leave mine, trailing a path along my jawline, down to my neck. Peppering his kisses along the area, he works his way down, leaving nothing untouched. His tongue flicks across the hardened bud, sending a shock wave of pleasure through my body before he continues his descent. As he gets farther down my abdomen, I prop myself up on my elbows, glancing down at him with a heavy gaze.

Peering up at me through his thick, dark lashes, William smirks before sinking all the way down, and running the flat of his tongue along theveryhard length of my cock. I gasp as his lips wrap around the swollen tip, sucking hard as he lowers down, taking more of me in his mouth. By the time I’m seated in his throat, it’s an effort to not let my eyelids flutter closed. The heat, the wetness, the suction, the sight of my cock in William’s mouth… it’s all so fucking good.

Head bobbing up and down with skilled precision, his hand cups my balls, rolling them around in his palm, tugging on them gently.

“Fuck, Doc, that feels amazing,” I moan, letting my head fall back for a moment as he deep throats me, the sounds coming out of him only intensifying the pleasure.

A whimper falls past my lips when he removes his mouth and hands, but then I watch as he reaches for the nightstand, grabbing the bottle of lube from the drawer, and my heart pounds in my chest with giddy anticipation. William takeshis time prepping me, making sure I’m stretched enough to welcome his thick girth. By the time he’s finished, my body is flushed, burning up, and sweat coats every inch of my body. I’m so fucking ready for him to fill me up.

Coating his length in the cool gel, he peers up at me as he pumps his cock a few times. His ocean blues are nearly black with desire, glossed over, and his jaw is slack. He’s as gone as I am, and I fucking love it. “I can’t wait to sink into this tight fucking hole.Myhole,” he growls, lining himself up.

The possessiveness in his tone ignites something feral deep inside of me, and I can’t help myself. I reach down, wrapping a tight fist around my aching length as I feel the blunt tip press against my entrance. His eyes never leaving mine, William pushes past the tight muscle, easing in inch by inch. The pressure and the burn are intense, quickly morphing into a white-hot pleasure that I can feel down in my toes. Once he’s fully sheathed, we groan in unison as he gives my body a moment to adjust.

William pushes my thighs forward, gaze dipping down to take in where our bodies meet. A growl rumbles in his chest. “I don’t think I’ll ever get over how perfect you look taking my cock.” Using his thumb, he traces my hole lazily. “So fucking tight, and all mine, isn’t it?”

Heat spreads through my veins as he glances up at me beneath his lashes, a sexy smirk tugged on his lips. I can do nothing more than nod.

“That’s right,” he purrs. “This ass is mine.” Reaching up, he swats my hand away, replacing it with his own. “This beautiful cock is mine.” The pads of his fingers dance up my abdomen and throat before he pushes two digits past my parted lips. My tongue immediately spears between them, lips closing aroundthem and sucking. “And this mouth,” he growls, pulling his cock out to the tip before sinking back in to the hilt. “All. Fucking. Mine.”

My eyes roll back from how full I feel, from the pleasure soaring through my body. William pulls his fingers out of my mouth, wrapping his hand around the back of my neck as he lowers his body onto mine. His hips rock into me with long, deep, rough strokes, and the way his body blankets mine creates the perfect amount of friction against my throbbing length. His mouth is a hairsbreadth away, his hot breath fanning my face while his thick, delicious cock splits me open. Every sense is drenched in William, and I can’t get enough.

“That feel good, baby?”

I nod, lips parting. “Yes…fuckyes.”

“That’s it,” he coos, the grin on his face making my stomach flutter. “Let me hear how I make you feel, boy. I fucking love it when you’re loud.”

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