“Good girl,” I praise, and behind us the doors ping before they slide open into her apartment.
Letting her go, I steady her on her feet and then lean in, my lips at her ear.
“Get inside, Willow. Strip for me and put your hands on the window in the living room, do you understand?”
“Yes,” she blinks, cheeks pinkened.
“Then go, Red, I’m waiting.”
Chapter Thirty-four
Iwatch from a distance as she strips out of her clothes, stopping when she gets down to her underwear.
“Naked, Willow,” I order, “Show me what’s mine.”
Her lashes flutter as she reaches around and unhooks her bra and lets it fall off her shoulders before her delicate fingers go to the lace panties she’s wearing, and she starts to slide them down her legs.
I take a moment to take my fill, letting my eyes freely roam. Her chest moves quickly with her breaths as she watches me watch her and even though I’m not even nearly done with appreciating the view in front of me, she’s not where I told her I wanted her.
I quirk a brow and level my eyes with hers, “Hands on the window, Willow.”
With a swallow she steps away from her pile of clothes and turns, taking a few steps toward that wall of glass that looks down onto the city. Her hands flatten on the window and then she looks over her shoulder at me, lids hooded.
“God fucking damn,” I groan, my eyes tracing the curves of her body, the dip down her spine and the round, firm globes of her ass. “Are you wet for me, Willow?”
She nods.
I begin to strip as I slowly start to cross the space between us. My shirt lands on the floor with her clothes, along with my belt but I keep my pants on and stop at her side. A hand falls to her back, and I trace that dip in her spine with my finger, feeling her body physically react to my contact. Goose bumps chase over her skin and her muscles jump from my hand.
“So pretty,” I praise, watching my hand as it runs over her backside and my fingers slowly whisper toward her center. I cup her from behind, stifling my groan when I feel how wet and hot she is.
“Look at the city, Willow,” I rasp, letting her go so I can move two fingers through her, her knees wobbling at the contact. Her eyes lift to the city beyond the window and her breath comes out heavy, fogging up the glass in front of her. “I would destroy it all for you.” I tell her, working that finger through her lipsbefore I bring it to her entrance, slowly inserting it. Her pussy spasms around it, making my cock twitch in my pants. “I would flatten this entire city for you, Willow and everyone in it. Burn it all to the ground. No one will ever hurt you again, do you understand me?”
“Yes!” She cries as I add another finger, thrusting into her hard enough her body jolts. She catches herself and pushes back against my hand.
“So greedy,” I grin, watching her ass as she moves with me, pushing back as I thrust forward.
“That feels so good,” She moans, her head dropping as her body trembles.
Keeping that hand moving, I use my other to work the button on my pants, shoving them down haphazardly to get my aching cock out. I grip my shaft, pumping a few times before I step behind her and remove my hand only to replace it with the head of my dick.
She groans, attempting to push back but I tilt my hips, not giving it to her.
“Patience, Red,” I warn, dropping my eyes to watch myself as I bury the head of me into her, but only the crown. I fuck her with only that, my teeth biting into my lip so hard I taste blood. My whole body is tight, a mix of need for her and the anger still present from Willow’s story. I know if I let go of it, I could hurt her and that is the last thing I want to do.
So, I leash myself, I keep myself restrained, only giving her this small percentage.
“Look at the city, Willow,” I order as I sink in a little deeper, my whole body shivering at the deep moan that spills from her lips. “Look at the city while I fuck you, remember what I’ll do to it if anyone dares to hurt you again.”
“Bast,” She breathes.
I sink in all the way now, my own groan filling the space around us as I pause and just feel her, her pussy fluttering, wet and hot and all fucking mine.
My hands grip her hips as I pull out, almost all the way and then thrust in deep and hard. I can’t stop watching, loving the way she looks impaled on my cock, seeing her body yield to mine in the most erotic way. She pushes just as hard, seeking the peak, her moans of pleasure only stirring me on.
But that leash holds me back, it keeps me on a short rope, and I know after she’s asleep, I’m going to have to leave to get this damn rage out.
But right now, I am hers wholly, and I will give her what she needs.
