Page 102 of Ward Willing
“Yes,” I rasp, squeezing my eyes shut.
“You were searching for this feeling when you fucked all the other guys, weren’t you?”
“Yes!” I cry out, pressing my chest into his as his thumb comes to my sensitive clit.
He purrs as his large hand comes to the leg over his shoulder. Squeezing my flesh, he pistons in and out of me until I’m gasping for air.
“And little did you know, I was right here all along.” My eyes fly open at his words, and my cunt grips and flutters around his cock with every snap of his hips. In one quick movement, he moves my leg around his waist, and thefullfeeling intensifies. “Lift,” he says, large hands gripping my hips. I do as he says, and then he leans back slightly, holding me still as he tilts my pelvis up ever so slightly.
“Oh, fuck, please.”
Every thrust sends me spiraling closer to my climax. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve come tonight, and Liam watches me with a darkened expression, his hands holding me like I’m the most precious thing in the world.
“Keep talking, Zoe. I need to hear you say it,” he growls, squeezing my hips so tight that I think I might bruise.
“I want this,” I tell him, surprised by my honesty. “No, I need this.”
“What do you need from me?” he asks, beads of sweat clinging to his hairline. “Tell me.”
“I need you. Not just like this, but all the time,” I say, my voice a strained rush. “You take such good care of me, and—fuck—I’m so close, Liam.”
When my eyes find his, I see his dominant expression falter for a second, but then he grips my hips harder. His eyes are nearly black, and his hair is disheveled, a few pieces falling over his forehead. His arms and chest are shiny, with sweat, I realize, but he’s giving me no indication that he’s tired or that this is hard. His hands are holding my hips tight and steady, and his eyes flick down to where we’re joined. Something about seeing those star tattoos on his lower hips… it’s so fucking hot.
“Fuuuuck, Zoe,” he murmurs, his voice breaking slightly on the last syllable of my name. And then he begins to mutter expletives under his breath—like a prayer. I’m not sure he knows he’s talking out loud, but his eyes squeeze closed, and his mouth drops open when I roll my hips in tandem with his thrusts.
This.This is what I wanted.
I wanted to tease him so relentlessly that he broke completely, unraveling before my eyes.
He’s always in such control, but this? As his muscles strain, as he makes noises I’ve only ever dreamed of, as his muscles pull and contract as he pounds into me, with his messy hair and his incoherent muttering…
This is my favorite version of him.
I use my nails and drag them over his corded forearms as all my muscles pull taut inside of me. Liam’s eyes snap open, and he holds me still, growling as he glares down at me.
“Is there something else that you want, little rebel?” he grits out. “How about I decide what you get, when you get it,” he adds, nails digging into my flesh to keep me from moving.
A thrill goes through me, and I huff a laugh. “God, you’re already too good at this.”
With furrowed brows, he clenches his jaw as he slows his movements. “You want to disobey me that badly, do you?” I make a whining sound, but I don’t respond. He chuckles, letting go of my hips and pulling out. “You asked for it.”
He flips me over onto my stomach, and I yelp as he drags my ass backward and pushes my legs apart. White-hot heat flares through me when he lines his cock up with my core, pushing into me in one long stretch.
His hands come to my ass, smoothly running his calloused fingers over my sensitive skin, and I shiver at his touch.
“You want to be my submissive? Fucking act like it. You asked me to be your Dom, Zoe. And I know you like to be a brat. I know you like to bluff, the lingerie earlier is a fine example,” he growls as my cunt begins to feather around his cock. I’msoclose. “And yet you fight back every step of the way. Why is that?” he growls.
I’m nearly sobbing now, fisting the duvet as he drives into me with so much force that I’m worried he’s going to fuck me off the bed.
“Because,” I sputter, moaning. “I do it all because I expect to lose. Iwantto lose. Don’t you understand? I want you to punish me, Liam.”
His thrusts falter, and for a second I think he’s going to stop.
No, please. I’m so fucking close.
His hand comes down on my ass so hard, spanking me and throwing me right into a strong, intense orgasm. It slams through me so quickly that I don’t convulse; I just go still, mouth open in a silent scream as wave after wave slams through me. I cry out as he spanks me again.
“Fuck yes,” he mutters. “How badly do you want my cum, Zoe?”
