Will moves on top of me, nudging my legs apart with his knee. I’m also naked and now incredibly turned on, thinking over what he might do with me next.
One hand dips beneath the bedsheets, and two fingers push into my pussy.
My jaw hangs open at the first stroke against my front wall. If I wasn’t already falling for him, then I’d be stupid to walk away from his ability to please my body.
“Am I your boyfriend, Baby?”
My eyelids flutter closed.
So many emotions.
“Yes,” I whimper out, now even more pathetic than earlier.
“Say that this pussy is mine,” he croons, adding another finger to fill me.
“This pussy …” I open my eyes and see nothing but pure adoration staring back at me. “It’s yours.”
Will pumps his fingers in and out of me, and I spread my legs like the needy girl I really am.
“I want to have sex with you. I need you inside me,” I beg, knowing that I’m entirely responsible for the egotistical look on his face.
The bastard pulls out his fingers and licks them clean in front of me.
“That’s just girlfriend cruelty,” I complain.
“Girlfriend,” Will whispers into my neck. “I love the way that sounds, coming from you, although I have bad fucking news.”
I set a hand in the middle of his chest and push him upward. “Don’t scare me with those kinds of statements. Did something get out about us?”
Will strokes a thumb across my cheek. “No, nothing like that. I think I left my phone in the locker room yesterday. I’ve been searching everywhere for it, and I can’t remember where I last had it.”
His eyes settle on the gold chain around my neck. The one he gave me last night.
“Wait. I took a photo of you wearing this before we left your office.” He drops his head against my chest and sighs a relieved breath between my tits, causing me to giggle from the sensation.
He snaps his head up, delighted at how ticklish I am.
“I can grab it for you when I head into the office.”
He shifts his hips forward, the head of his dick sliding just inside my entrance.
“And now I have the perfect excuse to spend tonight with my girl.”
I lift a suspicious brow. “William, did you plan this whole thing so I would be forced to return your phone?”
He rears back in mock hurt. “No. I genuinely forgot it. You have this effect on me, where I lose my goddamn mind around you.” Thick fingers tease my ribs as he fills my pussy.
I don’t know whether to laugh or moan.
In the end, I do both.
Ten minutes and another orgasm later, I’m sitting at Will’s kitchen island with a steaming mug of coffee, watching him make blueberry pancakes.
I’m dressed in one of his old college training tops while he is only allowed to wear a pair of black boxer briefs. These days, I prefer my breakfast with a beautiful view.
“I can bring your phone over after work, but I can’t stay overnight.”
Will rounds the island, muscles flexing as he spins my stool to face him. “You work way too late every night. You need to take it easy.”
