Page 78 of Treacherous
There is something about her plea that stabs me in the heart. I sigh, moving so Willow can lie down. I position myself between her thighs, my knees digging into the soft mattress.
I reach for her tits, my thumb circling one of her pink nipples, before moving to the other. They harden under my placid touch, sending a thrill through my spine.
A breathy whimper leaves Willow’s throat. “More,”
I oblige. My thumb skates down her ribs and over the bruises. I don’t apply any pressure, not wanting to worsen the injury. I lick my lips, bringing them to her stomach.
I hold my lips against her skin between kisses longer than I need to. In each kiss, it’s like I’m giving up pieces of my heart.
I drag her panties down her legs. Throwing them across the room, I plant a kiss on her mound. I drag my thumb through her slit, groaning at her wetness.
“Look at you, Red,” I murmur between kisses. “Always ready for me,”
“Please, Jayden. I want you inside me.”
“You will take what I give you,” I say, circling her clit with my tongue. “Be patient, Sweetheart.”
I take my time coaxing Willow to the edge, but not any further than that. Willow looks perfect at my mercy–her red hair wild and spread across the pillow, her limbs shaking from my touch, her whimpers make my dick twitch.
I rise from between her legs. I lower my lips towards hers, my control slipping with every moment I remain this close to her.
All I want is to devour her lips, show her that I could be her everything she needs. I bury these thoughts, sending them to the back of my mind.
“Do you have a condom?”
Willow nods, pointing to her top drawer. I force myself to move away from her, shedding my clothes and throwing them onto the floor.
I grab a condom from the box and rip the packet open. I slide it on, covering my erection, before lowering myself onto my elbows.
I reach down, grabbing my cock to slide through Willow’s arousal. Our moans consume the room, her hot breath hitting my neck.
“Are you ready?”
“Yes…please,”
My breath hitches as I slip my length inside Willow’s cunt, inch by inch. Fuck me. I distract myself by kissing Willow’s pulse point and circling her clit.
She arches her back, thrusting her hips up to meet me. Fuck. I’ll never get over how good it feels to have her warm, tight cunt wrapped around me.
“Harder,” Willow whimpers.
I pull myself out before driving back into her. I flick my eyes down to where our bodies are connected, my orgasm building at the base of my spine.
Willow’s pussy clenches around me, causing my eyes to look back up. Our eyes meet, and I can’t look away. I don’t want this moment to end. It feels different. Our ragged breaths collide, lips inches apart.
I want to kiss her again.
Ineedto kiss her again.
“I’m going to come,” Willow murmurs, her breath hitting my face.
I suck in a sharp breath. “Me too.”
After one final thrust, my thumb never wavering from Willow’s clit, I explode. Our orgasms are simultaneous, as we continue to stare into each other’s eyes.
My heart pounds, every lingering emotion striking me at once. Willow seems to think loving her is a chore, but that couldn’t be further from the truth.
I want her loud moments, the vulnerable pieces of herself that hide under her rough exterior. I want to love her on the hard days and the easy days.
