“Stand up and come here.”
Her eyes flash, and I realize my mistake.
“No.”
Now, she’s deliberately defying me just to see what I’ll do. I lunge for her, and she springs off the couch. Her dress falls back over her ass, but her panties aren’t on properly, and she stumbles.
I reach for her, but she’s too fast.
“You want me, you have to catch me.” She’s grinning as she scurries around the back of the couch, holding the back for support. As if that will stop me from getting to her.
“Willow.” I lunge for her, and she darts left, keeping the couch as a barrier. I feint right and go left, and Willow bowls straight into me.
She squeals, but she’s laughing, and my heart is pounding in my chest from the chase, from the spanking, from the feel of her flimsy dress as the fabric slips through my fingers.
I spin her around and push between her shoulder blades so she’s bent over the back of the couch.
She looks at me over her shoulder, and there’s defiance in her eyes as she wiggles her ass.
“Are you going to teach me another lesson, Hudson? Teach me how to behave?”
She’s taunting me, and I fucking love it, and it drives me insane, and I want to fuck her senseless, and I want to make her come, and I want to pull her close all at once.
I keep a hand on her while I grab a condom from the packet and rip it open with my teeth.
With one hand, I drop my pants and sheath up. I lift her skirt up, and she gasps. I’ve never been this rough with Willow, but I can’t stop myself.
“I’m going to fuck that smirk off your face, Willow. And you have exactly three seconds to tell me if that’s not what you want.”
Her eyes lock on mine, and a stray strand of hair has gotten caught in her mouth. Her fingers grip the back of the couch, andthere are crayon marks on her fingers that leave greasy crayon prints on the couch.
She pushes her lips together and sticks her ass in the air. Her skirt is ripped at a seam, and she’s still wearing her hiking boots, and she’s got odd fucking socks on. Every observation drives me closer to losing control and needing to claim her.
I finish the count to three in my head and yank down her panties. I push her thighs apart, and I push inside her without warning.
She cries out as her pussy sucks me inside. I hold her hips and pull her down my shaft, going deeper with every thrust.
She whimpers and looks back over her shoulder, and her eyes are hooded with desire. Her lips pull up at the sides. “Is this all you’ve got?” she taunts.
Fuck. I’ve got Willow bent over the back of a sofa, and she’s still challenging me. My cock jerks forward, and I might lose it with one look at her defiant grin.
“You want more?” I push her upper back until she lets go of the sofa and sinks lower down. Her chest rests on the back of the sofa, pushing her ass higher in the air. The next thrust goes deeper, and we both cry out as she takes every inch of me. “How about now?”
Instead of an answer, I get a whimper. Willow pushes her hips back, meeting my every thrust. I reach my hand between her legs and find her soaking wet. As I thrust inside her, I press against her hard clit, moving and pressing until she’s squirming beneath me.
“Hudson…” She looks over her shoulder, and this time she’s not smiling. Her expression is pure need. “I’m going to…”
She doesn’t finish her sentence. I slam into her, and she shatters, her pussy tugging at my cock in violent convulsions.
It’s too much to take, and a moment later I unravel with her, hard and sweet and utterly consuming.
21
WILLOW
I’m trembling as Hudson tugs my dress back over my legs. The man knows how to hit every spot on my body to make me come undone. And boy, did he make me come undone. My pussy throbs and my ass stings, but it was so worth it.
Even while he was supposed to be angry fucking me from behind, he still took care of my needs. It’s like the guy doesn’t know how to be an asshole.
