Page 67 of Always Will
“Uh-huh, and when was this fourth time? I count one on the bed and two in the shower last night. That’s three…”
“Four is pending.” Shifting, I arch over her body, her head in between my hands. “I have one last Christmas present for you.” I kiss a line from her lips to her cheek, smiling at the shiver that ripples through her. She moans, digging her fingers into my shoulders when my tongue grazes the shell of her ear. I’m halfway to busting, just enjoying the warm coconut scent on her skin. I can’t get enough of her, and I’m not complaining about this pregnancy libido anytime soon. She’s all over me too.
“If it’s my gift”—she says with a roll of her hips—“shouldn’tIdecide how I want to open it?”
“Sure.” I nibble her earlobe, barely containing myself whenshe whimpers her need. “Tell me what you want, sweetheart,” I whisper.
“I want to sit on your face while you tongue fuck my pussy like a good boy.” She wraps a leg around my waist. “Want to ride you until my name is a prayer on your lips.” Her nails dig into my shoulders, and I shudder. “Fill me so deep, we can’t tell where I end and you begin.”
Fuck me. My brain lags as all my common sense rushes to my dick, and I stupidly stutter, “S-sit on my face?”
Her lips ghost mine with a seductive smile. “You can take it.”
Pulling down my sweatpants quicker than a bat out of hell, I roll onto my back, ignoring her giggles at my eagerness. “You keep talking to me like that and I’m not gonna last.”
“You’ll come when I say, and not a second before.”
“Better watch it. You’re gonna get yourself in trouble.”
“Oh no…” Her sarcasm is accented with another giggle. “Orgasms.” She pulls her pajama shirt over her head, then shimmies out of her pants. Shifting to her knees, she grabs the headboard, and I settle underneath her and dive in. The taste of her throws me into warp speed, licking and sucking like my life depends on it. It just might. Her sweet whimpers fuel my hardening dick as her hips gyrate, pussy gliding all over my tongue.Gripping her thick thighs, I pin her to my face while I feast. “Shit, Tre. Don’t fucking stop.”
Not a chance in hell. I could fucking live here. I’ll do this every damn night if she’ll let me. Her thighs become my new favorite earmuffs while she trembles through her release, wailing my name into the darkness. I tease her clit with playful nibbles as she catches her breath, her euphoric giggles lighting me up each time a quiver zaps through her. She clings to the headboard to hide from my tongue. “Gimme.” I chuckle, craning my neck to reach her. “I’m not done.”
“Neither am I,” Willa says breathlessly, swinging her leg over my head. Rivaling the speed of light, she settles around my hips and leans down for a kiss. She lifts slightly before sliding rightonto my dick, already so wet I know I won’t last long. “Feel that?” she croons. “I’m dripping for you.”
Goddamn,this woman… I take it back.Thisis the best Christmas present I’ve ever received, this dirty talking goddess telling me how much I turn her on.I’m not gonna make it. She finds her rhythm, eyes locked on mine as her breathing grows shallow. Her fingernails rake over my chest, and a moment of pure bliss causes my eyes to fall closed. Warm breath in my ear sends me into a spiral as she whispers, “Watch me. I want you to see how you make me feel, handsome. I’m yours, Trevor.”
Fuck me—twice.
My eyes fly open. Do I focus on the filthy poetry falling from her plump lips or the stark sense of protectiveness crowding out all logical thought when she says she’s mine? I’m captivated by her bobbing up and down as she rides out her pleasure, my eyes focused on the perfect jiggle of her breasts while she grinds on top of me.I’ll do anything to protect her. “Fuck, Willa. You’re incredible.”
She moans as she plays with her nipples, and just like the first time, I’m mesmerized, unable to keep my hands from caressing her hips. This sexy woman is all mine now, and I’m the luckiest man alive. The first time, Willa looked like a queen on a throne, but right now, hearing her give herself to me, there’s no doubt. She’smyqueen onherthrone. No one else can compete, and no one ever will. I’m completely under her spell.
My eyes flutter when a tidal wave crashes over me, heat twisting in my spine as the waves bury me alive. I grip her hips, pumping into her while I spiral into the void, my senses scattering through the abyss. She falls apart around me and collapses on my chest with a sated sigh. “Hands down”—I pant against her hair—“that was the best gift I’ve ever received.”
She nods and yawns, snuggling into my chest like she intends to fall asleep like this, with me still inside of her. “I thought this wasmypresent.”
I kiss her shoulder and shift her off my lap, our releasedribbling on my leg as I slide away. “Let me clean you up, beautiful. I made a mess of you.” I click on the bathroom light, reach for a washcloth, and wet it under warm water, whistling without a care in the world. Willa’s still blissed out on the bed when I make it back, and I can’t help the smile on my face. It’s as if I’ve been split into two, then fused back together with her at the center. She’s awake, barely, and her unguarded smirk is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.I’m the reason for that smile.
Dropping a kiss on Willa’s knee, I part her legs, and my hand stills mid-wipe. She props on her elbows, saying something I can’t hear over the pulse in my ears. I’m stuck focusing on the one thing you shouldn’t see during pregnancy. Not unless something’s really wrong.
Blood. A lot of blood.So much blood.
“Trevor!” Her fingers on my face snap me out of my freeze response. “You’re scaring me. Wha—” She sees the stained cloth in my hand and her eyes snap to her legs. The color drains from her face, jolting me into action. I pick her up and carry her straight to the shower, setting her down gently before turning on my heel. She grabs my arm, spinning me back to her. “W-where are you going?”
“I’m getting Maya.”
“Tre.”
“I know.” I tip my forehead to hers. “I’m scared too. Just let me get Maya. She’ll know what to do.”
She nods, eyes wide, blinking back tears. I kiss the wetness from her cheeks, placing another on her lips before reaching around her and turning on the water. Rushing around the bedroom, I jump into my clothes as I call Maya, hoping she’ll see it by the time I get across the house. Thank God she and Ben decided to stay an extra night before going back home. The phone rings for what feels like forever as I rush out of the room, cussing under my breath.
I round the corner to the east wing, and Maya’s already halfway down the hallway. One look at my face has her rushingtoward me. “I saw your call and ran. What’s wrong?” she asks, throwing her curly hair into a knot on top of her head.
I grimace. Telling my sister I just had mind-blowing sex and possibly wrecked the chance at my dreams coming true are two things I never thought I’d have to do. “She’s bleeding.”
“What happened?”
