That seems to spur her on, lips forming the perfect O.
Holy shit. She’s waiting for me to slide inside her warm mouth.
I wrap her bedhead in my fist and slowly guide my cock to the back of her throat.
Holy fucking shit. She doesn’t gag once, eyes locked on mine when I pull out and push back inside.
It’s been a long-ass time since a girl’s given me head, but now I know why the blow-jobs before tonight were never particularly memorable—Billie Quinn’s mouth was made for my dick, just like her pussy.
“Look at you,” I purr, bringing a single finger to my lips. “Sucking my cock in silence.”
Her eyes fill with lust, tongue looping around my shaft on the next pump.
“Fuck, Mama,” I moan low. “Daddy’s little angel is a dirty fucking devil.”
I pull completely out of her mouth, her tongue chasing the tip of my cock. I move down her body and lean down for a kiss, the taste of us both is the perfect combination.
Billie’s lips tip into a wicked smile, and I adjust myself until I’m kneeling between her thighs.
“Did I do a good job disarming you with my innocence?” She spreads herself wide.
Heaven help me, I’m going straight to fucking hell without passing Go.
“Billie,” I rasp, squeezing my eyes tight so I don’t come at the thought of fucking her raw, “I need a condom, baby. There’s too much risk for you right now.”
When I open my eyes, she’s studying me intently. “I’m on birth control, but you’re right. Even if all I want is to feel you.”
I kiss her gently, head spinning out at the thought of one day having zero barriers between us. Both in and out of the bedroom. “If I get you pregnant, I will never forgive myself.”
Pulling back, she analyzes me carefully. “Are you saying that because of our situation or because you never want children?”
My heart is hammering in my chest. I intended to wait before we had this conversation. But just like Archer told me earlier, I’m in over my head with this girl, and it’s useless to try and pull back.
Fuck distance and fuck the rules.
“I want children, Billie. Even if I don’t have any by blood, that doesn’t mean I can’t picture being a dad one day.”
Her eyes glaze over, and I seal my words with a kiss.
“And what about biological kids?” she presses.
I swallow thickly, emotions clogging up my throat. “With the right girl and at the right time, yes.”
Lying down beneath me, she pulls my mouth to hers. “Am I the right girl for you, Em?”
While there are so many doubts over how we’re going to get there, I have no question about my desire to make Billie Quinn mine to keep.
Forever.
“If I didn’t think you were, then I wouldn’t be here, risking everything, just so I could descend a little deeper under your spell.”
Eyes still glassy, she silently points to her nightstand, and I reach into the drawer, eyes trained on hers while I ready myself for the girl I’m falling in love with.
With a condom in place and her legs around my waist, I spend the next hour making secret love to my best friend’s only daughter.
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
BILLIE
