Weston
My brain feels foggy as I try to figure out how the hell we got here, but Willow dragging her index finger up and down my chest makes it difficult to really give a shit about the hows and whys of the moment. She goes a little lower, each pass, until it becomes impossible to ignore the heat thrumming in my veins.
“Sunshine, what are you doing?” My voice comes out rough from sleep and arousal. Each drag of her finger is like another match being struck, sparks flying everywhere.
“I had a dream about you and it got me thinking…” Her finger toys with the buckle of my belt.
Fuck. Me.
My breath starts turning into pants. “That maybe, being careful isn’t worth it. You miss me, you miss us, right?”
When my head turns and our eyes meet, there is nothing but pure heat there. Desire so fucking hot, it feels like my skin is burning. “More than anything.” She gives me a saccharine smile at that. “Can I touch you?” Her finger skates down one last time before she starts pulling apart my belt buckle.
Touching me is the one thing I want her never to stop doing. “You never have to ask if you can touch me; my mind, body, and soul are yours to take.” I make sure my voice carries the truth of my words.
She kicks off the blanket from our legs, and sinks to the floor in front of me, my cock stands at attention behind my jeans. Fuck I cannot believe this is happening. I’ve dreamed about this. I’ve stroked my cock until it was almost raw at the thought of her, now having her here, down on her knees, wanting me again, it’s like a dream come true.
“You sure you want this?” I ask. More than anything, I don’t want her to regret this, because I know I won’t.
The soft light from the TV behind her makes her glow. “I wanted you for so long, West. I’ve loved you for as long as I can remember. I’m tired of fighting it. I want us back. Let me show you.” She runs her hands up my thighs, making my whole body shudder in anticipation.
This feels too fucking good to be true, but I can’t bring myself to care. We can figure the rest out in the morning, but for right now, it’s going to be her and me.
“I love you too, Sunshine, so fucking much.”
Instead of responding, she answers by working my belt apart, and I lift my hips as she tugs off the top of my jeans.
I should be the one on my knees for her. I’ve made it my new life mission to worship the woman. “Willow, I think I should be the one to show you how much I missed you, how fucking sorry I am.”
“Oh, you will,” she winks, “but I had a particular dream about this, and I need it, West, please.” She looks at me doe-eyed, and I’ve never been able to resist her, but much less now.
I nod, unable to speak, and she slides off my boxers, my cock springing free. It feels as heavy and as hard as lead. A bead of precum already sits at the tip, just from the anticipation of it all.
Her eyes don’t leave mine as she leans in, dragging her tongue up the length of my cock. It twitches with the sensation. My eyes fight rollingback. I don’t want to miss this. I want to keep my eyes on her. Watch her lick my cock like it’s goddamn candy.
She pulls back. “I’m pretty sure I still remember how you like this done.” Her hand grabs the base of my cock, working it up and down in slow strokes as she wets her lips. With our eyes locked, she inches my cock between her pretty puckered lips.
Even if she didn’t, there’s nothing she can do right now that would be wrong. She leans back down, taking me all the way till my cock hits the back of her throat. I have to fight coming already. It’s too much. It’s everything I’ve ever wanted. My ability to make this last left the window the second she dropped to her knees.
“You suck my cock so good, baby.” I throw my head back, losing the fight to keep my eyes on hers as my hips buck. My hands fist at my sides as I savor the feeling. Her mouth on my cock is utter heaven.
She rewards my praise by lapping her tongue around the tip of my cock as she sucks. My hands unclench and seek her out; they sink into her silky strands, unable to keep them off her. I help guide her motion up and down my cock. She never takes her eyes off me, moaning the faster we go.
“Baby, if you keep this up, I’m gonna come right now, and I don’t wanna come in your mouth. I want to fill your pussy up.” It’s a primal need I’ve unlocked, the desire I have to watch my come drip out of her pussy.
My filthy words have her moaning again; the sound is erotic, but the vibration of it on my cock has my mouth drooling.
Desperately, I ask, “Can I fuck you, baby, please?”
“You think you deserve to fuck me?” She arches a brow. Looking way too sexy for her own good. It doesn’t help my situation at all; it just further spurs my need to sink my cock into her. “No, but I’llbe spending the rest of my life trying to deserve it.” It’s borderline begging. “If you need me to drop to my knees and beg for it, I will. I’m not too proud to beg, baby.”
“As fun as that sounds, sucking you off has me so fucking wet for you, West. I think you can take care of that for me,” she says as she strips her shirt off over her head. Making a whole show of it. I can’t help but stare at her beautiful tits right there, looking like pillows I want to sink my teeth into.
Her pants hit the floor next. I expect her panties to follow, but what she does is so much fucking better.
Pulling her panties to the side, she moves to hover over me, straddling me. “I’m gonna fuck this cock. Is that okay with you?”
My hands instantly find her ass, gripping each cheek as if my life depended on it. “Fuck yes, it is, sit on my cock, baby, ride me.”
