She moves, lifting up onto her knees, before sinking back down onto me. I moan into her mouth before I pull her bottom lip between my teeth. She inhales sharply, rocking her hips as I bite into her flesh, leaving half moon shapes in her lip. My tongue slips out and I lick the indentations, soothing the wounds as I lift my hips up to meet hers.
She lifts her torso to sit upright on me, planting her hands against my chest as she tips her head back. Her hair falls down the center of her spine in soft waves. I’m mesmerized and I can’t look away as she takes her pleasure from my body. Her eyelids are shut, her head tipped back as she rides me.
Gripping her hips, I take control. I lift my own hips to meet her, thrusting deep inside her as she continues to bounce on top of me. Her pussy clenches around my length with each stroke of her insides.
“That’s it,” I moan, sliding my hand to the front of her body, pressing my palm against her pelvic bone. “Ride my cock, baby.”
Slipping my thumb lower, I find her clit and roll it over the bundle of nerves. Her cunt immediately grips me harder, sucking me deeper inside her. Her mouth falls open and a breathless moan escapes her. Her nostrils flare, hips bucking as she fucks me harder. I love seeing her like this, bouncing on my cock as she comes apart at the seams.
My balls begin to constrict, drawing closer to my body as the pressure builds in the pit of my stomach. “I could stare at you allfucking night,” I murmur, my hand gripping her hip tighter. “I love you like this.”
“Oh my god,” she moans, a ragged breath escaping her. I press harder on her clit, moving my thumb faster. Her back arches as the pleasure ripples through her body. She’s fucking beautiful.
She’s losing control and her movements become off tempo as she chases after the high. I take over, taking the control from her as I hammer my hips, drilling into her, filling her with my cock over and over with every thrust. “Don’t stop,” she whimpers as her eyes roll back into her head.
“That’s it, Willow.” I slam into her again and again, rolling my thumb. “My cock was made for you.”
“Yes,” she breathes, her face contorting, hips rocking. She lifts her head, her eyes pleading but filled with fire. “Don’t stop, Jace. Give me what I want.”
“Tell me what you want, baby. Tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you.”
“Everything,” she cries out, her body trembling as her orgasm suddenly tears through her body. My thrusts are frantic now and she inhales sharply, letting out another string of moans. Her cunt clenches, tightening around my cock like a vise grip as she pushes me over the edge. I fall with her, past the point of no return, losing myself deep inside her.
She rocks her hips, meeting me thrust for thrust as we lose ourselves in each other—in the depths of the ecstasy that pull us under. I spill myself in her, pumping my hips until she’s fully satiated and full of my release. I could stay like this, with her forever, my cock buried deep inside her and my name falling from her lips like a prayer.
If only she knew, I’ll spend the rest of my days worshipping her, even if it’s from afar…
Reaching for her hips, I roll her off me, my cock slipping from her, already missing her warmth. She watches me as I climb off the bed, her chest rising and falling as she struggles to catch her breath. “Where are you going?”
I pull her closer to the edge of the bed, lifting her into my arms. “I’m not leaving you here alone.”
She laughs softly, wrapping her arms around the tops of my shoulders. “Okay… where are you taking us, then?”
“To the shower.” I carry her from my bedroom and into the bathroom. I slowly set her down onto her feet and kiss the top of her head before turning away from her. I can feel her eyes on me as I turn on the water, letting the hot water spray across the shower floor.
I pull her in with me and turn her around to face me as I back her into the water. A low moan rumbles in her chest as she tilts her head back, letting the hot water stream down her hair. “That feels so good.”
“That’s all I want,” I say softly, closing the distance between us as I run my hands over her hair. “I just want you to feel good.”
She lifts her head, her eyes opening to meet mine. “You do?”
“If I’m ever not doing something right, I need you to tell me.” I grab a bottle of shampoo and squirt some into my hand before pushing my fingers through her hair to scrub her scalp.
She hums in approval, her head tipping back again as she lets her eyelids fall shut. “I’m fairly certain there isn’t a single thing you could do wrong.”
We take turns washing each other and I pull her back to me, the warmth of her body against mine as we stand beneath the stream of water. She tilts her head back, her chin lifting as her eyes meet mine. I stare down at her, getting lost in her gaze and the way she looks at me—through me—like she’s staring directly into my soul.
My chest constricts, my ribcage tightening around my heart. She can’t keep looking at me like that. Like I’m the only thing she can see. Like she feels the same threatening feelings that I’ve let creep in.
“Let’s get you dried off, clothed, and fed.”
A smile tugs on her lips. “Be careful, Miller. You’re coming after my heart with promises like that.”
A chuckle rumbles in my chest as I reach past her and turn off the water. “Then consider it a one night offer only.”
Her eyes meet mine, her expression unreadable for one fleeting moment before her mask slips back into place. She winks, a smirk on her face. “I’ll take what I can get.”
We agreed to keep this physical… So why the hell do I want to give her more than that?
