Page 89 of Ghostly Touches

Willow climbs over me, careful not to knock Kwil’s seat. She places her hands on the window and arches her butt so I have full access to her. My hand dips between her legs to find her clit swollen and pussy wet. It’s clear I’m not the only one desperate to get down to business. I bite my bottom lip as my dick grows harder. Two of my fingers slip inside her wet core, and she groans. I pump in and out of her twice before adding a third, preparing her for my swollen and throbbing dick. When I pull my hand away from her, I use her arousal to add to the lube around my erection.

I position myself behind her before leaning forward to trail kisses down her back. While I’d love it if she was naked, beggars can’t be choosers in this situation. I’ll take Willow however I can. My hands take her hips and pull her closer to me. Positioned at her entrance, I gyrate my erection to coat my tip with more of her arousal. Then, I glide into her. There is some resistance as her body stretches to accommodate me. Willow lets out a soft whimper. I pause, choking on the absolutely fucking amazing feel of her body squeezing me

“No, don’t stop,” Willow says breathlessly.

“You sure?”

Instead of answering verbally, Willow pushes back on me, her body sliding down and around my cock.

“Ah, fuck,” I hiss as her body strangles me.

“Hm… I’ve never heard a spirit wail likethat.”

Leaning over her, my hands slide under her shirt to push her bra out of the way.Taking full handfuls of her large breasts, I hold onto them as I slide the rest of the way into her. We both moan before Willow starts gasping.

“Jonah, your, ah, fuck—” Her body shivers and shakes as she throws back her head. I can feel the way her body grows wetter and warmer around me. When she’s caught her breath, Willow looks over her shoulder at me with a smile that could make an angel sin. I swear I’m falling a little bit in love with this woman.

“Keep looking at me like that and I’ll be finished before we even begin,” I warn her as I start to move, unable to keep still. Willow rolls her eyes as she turns her head back to the window. Through it, I can see Theo studiously ignoring her palms pressed against the tinted glass, paying particular interest to the increasing numbers on the gas pump.

Willow moves her hips in time with my thrusts. Her body holding me so tight makes it hard to move. I compensate with harder thrusts. There’s a little concern that this may be too much for her. But when she throws back her head and lets out a breathy moan of pleasure, my worries dissolve. After a few minutes, she relaxes enough that we both find a rhythm. Her arousal slickens our movements until we’re a well-oiled, or rather lubed, machine. Willow bows her back further, her long neck exposed and so beautiful. It deserves a necklace. I growl as I think about something of mine, wrapping around her neck. Like my hand. Or my cum.

The thought nearly tips me over the edge. I breathe through it.Willow finishes first, I tell myself through the haze that is descending on my senses.Please, let Willow finish first, I add as I buck harder against her. Behind me, my tail swishes with agitation. It swings around and wraps itself around her neck.

Willow stills, her swallow of nervousness is felt through my tail.

“I swear, I have no control over it,” I tell her, although I don’t know how true that is. Hadn’t I wanted something of mine wrapped around her neck? For a moment, she doesn’t move, but her body trembles. Not quite sure how, I will it to loosen, just a smidge, so she doesn’t turn purple. It works. “You good?”

“Did I tell you to stop?” she counters.

I chuckle. “Sorry, beautiful. Let me rectify that at once.”

This time I move with haste. Any minute Viktor could come back, or Theo will be done pumping gas. As I thrust in and out of her, I watch Willow’s ass move with such fluidity it’s like watching ripples in a pond. It’s beautiful. I go to slap it but remember we’re not quite alone. No need to wake the third member of the awful band of men we’re tied to.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Willow’s soft whimpers trail right behind her orgasm as her body clamps down on me. Her body shakes beautifully as she is overcome by her release. It takes me only a few more thrusts to get there myself. I lean forward and bite her shoulder to keep my own cries down. Ropes of my cum spray her insides.

Next time, it will be around her neck, I promise myself as I begin to catch my breath.

I slowly withdraw from her. My tail unwinds from her throat and comes to lie between us. Willow sighs as she turns and sits sideways to stare at me, her own breathing slowing.

“I don’t want to come off as dramatic, but if I don’t get to cum inside your most perfect pussy every day, I think I might die,” I tell her softly as I gaze upon her face.

Her body shakes as she tries to quiet her laughter.

“You’re so bad.” She playfully shoves at my shoulder.

“Me? Bad? You’re the one taking a dick from a monster like a champ,” I tease.

She gives me a coy smile as her eyes slide away from mine to glance at Theo through the window.

“I’m finding that I have a thing for monster cock.”

I almost don’t hear her words; she speaks them so softly.

“Well, for one type of monster dick at least.” I grin, pleased that we’re both on the same page.

Willow clears her throat, her attention returning to me. “Move, I’m going to go relieve myself before Theo drives another hundred thousand miles without stopping.”

She pulls up her pants and climbs over me. After sliding open the door, she climbs out. Before she shuts it, she looks back. “Don’t let them leave without me.”

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