Willa rolls her body so we’re facing each other. “He’s resilient.”
That same light from the living room is illuminating us right now. Part of her face is in shadow, but I can see her left eye. She’s looking into mine. Her hand slides up my arm, and I feel it everywhere. Without a word, I lean in and touch my lips to hers softly. I wait to see what she does. I’m not about to do anything until I know she wants the same. Holding my breath, I sigh when she brings her mouth to mine. I take it as my cue, sliding my hand into her hair. I open my mouth and deepen the kiss. When she moans into my mouth, it goes straight to my cock.
God, I want this woman.
“Willa.” I don’t have anything else to say. I just want to say her name as I kiss her cheek, then down her neck. I work my way back up and nibble on her earlobe.
“Hudson.” She slides her body closer until we’re touching from head to toe.
I know that now she can feel my arousal. “You like that?”
“I do. I like everything.”
“You want more?”
Her hand finds purchase on my chest. And when it travels downward to the front of my sleep pants, I’ve got my answer.
“There’s no going back, Willa. If we go there tonight, you’re mine.”
“I know.”
Pushing her onto her back, I can see her entire face now. Let me just be sure. “I mean it.”
“Me too.”
I’ve above her now, my hands on either side of her head. “You’re fucking beautiful, Willa.”
“So are you, Hudson.”
I’m not sure how I feel about being called beautiful, but I get what she means. “Let me see you.” She gives me a little nod of the head. With my left hand, I reach down and tug on the bottom of her oversized sleep shirt. As I pull up, Willa reaches down and helps me the rest of the way. Once the shirt is over her head, I grasp it and toss it on the floor. “Fucking gorgeous.” Her tits are better than I imagined, and believe me, I imagined them being pretty fucking spectacular. They’re full and round. Her nipples are peaked and pebbled. Leaning down, I swipe my tongue across her right breast. She releases a sexy sound that only gives me the incentive to keep going. Still, I need to ask, “Is this okay?”
“Yes. Keep––keep going.”
Placing my hand over her nipple, I skim back and forth. My mouth is watering for another sweet taste, so I lean down and suckle the other one, flicking my tongue back and forth and taking as much of her breast into my mouth as I can. I feel her hand in my hair. The more I play and tease her, the more she tugs.
Fuck. I love that.
I feel her hand on the back of my shirt. “Off. Take off your shirt.”
Reluctantly, I leave her breasts long enough to yank off my tee. I’m back to work in no time. She’s wriggling around beneath me, which is encouraging. Looking down at her shorts, I glance up at her. “May I?”
She nods and helps me slide her shorts down. Lifting her hips, I’m able to get shorts and underwear in one fell swoop, leaving Willa Clariday nude in my bed. The light from the living room bathes her in such a way that, I’ve got to say, it takes my breath away. She’s got magnificent curves. She’s soft and womanly. “You’re my fucking fantasy come to life, Willa.”
I watch as she tries to cover parts of herself with her hands, but I prevent that by placing my hands on hers. “No, I mean it. You’re my fucking fantasy, Willa. I need to see you.”
I kiss her lips, then her chin. Next, I kiss between her breasts and work my way down to her navel. When I reach her apex, I breathe her in. I’ve been with other women, and I’ve done this before, but I swear to you, no one has ever smelled this sweet. None of them have ever been as sexy as Willa Clariday.
Looking up at Willa, I say, “Open for me, honey.” Hesitantly, she begins to slide her legs apart. With my palms on the inside of her thighs, I push her open further. “Has anyone done this for you before?”
Willa’s voice is scratchy like she hasn’t spoken for days. “No.”
“May I?”
“Y-yes.”
I’m determined to make this good for her. Leaning down, I use my fingers to open her. Using my tongue, I swipe it across her clit, making her jump a little.
“Do that again.”
