Yes ma’am.I hopoff the bed, whip off my shirt, and dig into my bag. “You always this bossy?” I ask.
“Usually.”
I tear into the foil as I step out of my jeans and boxers. When I turn around, she’s propped on an elbow, her mouth hanging open.
“Shit. You’re?—”
“Extremely fucking happy you’re in my bed right now? Yeah…” I take a step closer, amused by her widened eyes. “You wanna stop?” I tease.
“Hell no.” The awe in her voice as she watches my dick bob is the ultimate confidence boost. I palm it, giving a few tugs as I strut toward the bed. She slowly licks her lips. “I shouldn’t be surprised you’re so…”
“Gifted?” I offer.
“That’s to be determined.”
Fucking kill me dead with that look in her eyes right now. She’s already wrecking me, and I haven’t even sunk into her yet. The skirt of her dress falls to her waist as her legs spread wide, bearing her glistening pussy to me.Goddamn glistening. I’m kneeling on the bed, rolling on protection faster than anything. Grasping behind her knees, I tug her toward me. Her gaze stays fixed on me the entire time, burning hotter as I tease her opening with my tip.
“Mmm, that’s it.” She sighs, eyes rolling back in pleasure. A sudden arch in her back makes her dress ripple around her waist as if it’s begging to be ripped off. The visual is immaculate, but it stays on…for now. I grip her hips and find my rhythm, dropping kisses along her neck. Stroking inside of her feels so good I can’t form thoughts, words, sounds. She said I talk too much, so keeping my mouth shut is for the best anyway. She moans in time with each thrust, clawing mementos into my back I hope never fade. “Fuck, yes…” Her legs cage my waist, and she pulls me against her. My head falls back in ecstasy as her pussy clamps around my dick, the urge to rut deeper at odds with the need to go fast and hard. Her warmth, her assertiveness, her skin against mine, it’s all driving me crazy. But tapping on my shoulders brings my eyes back to hers.
“Why are you so quiet all of a sudden?” She huffs.
“You just said I was talking too much…”
“Yeah, well, now you’re not talking enough. I’m starting to freak out.”
I stop mid-thrust. “Willa?—”
“No! Don’t stop—just…talk.” She rolls her hips in encouragement.
A smile quirks my lips.This woman loves her some control. I’m not opposed to giving it to her either, if that’s what she actually wants. I’m not convinced it is though.
“Don’t look at me like that. This isn’t a control thing. Just talk…and move.”
I pull out completely, hating myself a little for the guttural sigh she lets out. But the surprised yelp when I lift her and slide her over my lap more than makes up for it. She traps her lip between her teeth timidly but doesn’t move. “Well, don’t be shy now. Climb on, and go for a ride.”
Raw lust flares in her gaze as she shifts to her knees, guiding herself back around me until sinking to the hilt. Her eyes fall closed, and when she finds her rhythm, she smiles. I fucking shatter on the inside. Willa, the dress, being inside her, it’s all mind-blowing, but that smile is the cherry on top. Whatever spell she’s been casting all night has officially wrecked me.
“That’s it, beautiful. You take what you need from me.” I rock with her, meeting her hips slowly with thrusts of my own.Stars dance across my vision as she bounces on my dick. I’d close my eyes and get lost in her, except they’re stuck on her hardened nipples cutting through the thin fabric of her dress. She’s so fucking sexy right now, grinding her swollen clit into me for relief. Like a queen on a throne, making sounds I’ll log in my memory bank for a rainy day.
Sliding my hands up her thick thighs until I’m gripping her waist is like a wet dream. I love the way she preens under my touch, caressing her own breasts while she rides out her pleasure. I could watch her do this all damn night. “You feel amazing, sweetheart. Don’t hold back.”
“Don’tcall me sweetheart.” She leans forward, blessing me with a feverish kiss on my lips. I grip the back of her neck and drown in her, drifting straight into the rocks from this siren’s addictive song. She’s intoxicating, and I’m drunk on all that she is. “I’m gonna…” she breathes around my lips before tipping her forehead against mine.
“That’s it, baby. Use me as long as you need. Lose control.” She closes her eyes, her lips parted, pulling me closer to the edge with each moan. I have no doubt in my mind she took my words literally, completely losing herself as she rides me to completion. “Let go, Willa,” I whisper in her ear. The series of shudders that roll through her as she cries out is a prize all its own.Gripping her hips, I piston into her, finishing just seconds after. There’s a moment, mere seconds, where our eyes lock and the walls between us disappear. A silent acknowledgment that she needed this release as much as I did.
Her forehead rests against mine with a sigh, and she whispers, “I should probably go.” But I’m still buried inside of her, and she doesn’t seem in a rush to change that.
Stay.Give me tonight. “Is that what you want?”
“…It’s what Ishouldwant.”
I tighten my grasp on her hips. “Tell me what you really want, Willa.”
Confliction clouds her expression as her stare dances withmine.Stay. I don’t dare say it, in fear that it’ll run her off, but the word echoes in my mind. I need more of her. More than tonight. Her lips brush mine, whispering, “I want your tongue all over my body.”
My dick springs back to life. “Lose the dress.”
Sitting on her knees, she pulls her dress over her head, and I just admire the view for several seconds. I don’t even blink, not wanting to miss a thing as I take in everything from those inquisitive brown eyes to the teeth holding onto her lower lip. The swell of her ample breasts, the soft curve of her belly, and the faint mocha stretch marks adorning her full hips—I can’t stand it anymore and reach out to touch the jewel in her belly button.
