Page 46 of Fighting Fate
I stroke over her face, thumbing her cheek with a hiss when she licks over the tip of my erection.
God. Damn.
My fingers instinctively coil into her hair, knotting roughly when she takes me into her mouth, expelling a greedy mewl. With her hot tongue stroking down my shaft, I can barely resist the urge to thrust deep into her mouth while Willow wraps a hand around the base of my dick and squeezes tight.
Every hum and groan vibrates right through me, winding around my muscles and seeping into the marrow of my bones. Working my cock with her hand, Willow takes me deeper. And unable to stop myself, I flex, growling when my dick hits the back of her throat and it squeezes around me. The sensation is all too much to bear as she glances up at me with tears pooling in her eyes and her other hand clawing at my thigh.
“You look so fucking beautiful,” I grunt when she licks back to my tip, swirling and sucking before tonguing over my slit.
Fuck!
I can’t contain myself as I push deep into her mouth. The sound of her gags is maddening. I can’t think or breathe as I fuck deeper and deeper until both of her hands are gripping my hips with her muted pleas for mercy.
I want to keep going. I want to keep punishing that smart mouth of hers so damn bad, but the need to fuck her pussy is stronger. The all-consuming demand to get inside her, to push into her tight cunt and hear her sob my name, trumps everything else.
Tugging her hair, I pull out of her mouth and bring her to her feet. Wild eyes lock on mine, asking for more, pleading to be savaged. How can I deny her?
Without warning, I spin Willow to face the breakfast bar. Even from behind, she’s damn gorgeous with her hair a newly tangled mess thrown over one shoulder, leaving her pale golden skin with the occasional deeper freckle in full view. Sinuous, toned curves lead to her incredible ass. Anchoring my hands on either side of her hips, I lift her onto the stool so that she’s kneeling on the padded seat with her ass pressed to my groin.
With a double-handed spank to her pert behind, I push my dick between the plump mounds of flesh, thrusting as I tell her, “Hold on.”
“Hold on?” Willow looks back at me over her shoulder with a gasp when I slip one of my hands lower, pushing my fingers through her slick folds to her clit.
“Yeah,” I grunt, grasping my cock and guiding it to her entrance. “You’re gonna brace yourself, doll, ’cause I’m going to fuck your cunt so damn hard you’re gonna cry.”
“Jes—” Before she can finish, I thrust deep, silencing her as she collapses onto the stone top. When I pull out, she whimpers. The sound makes my heart gong as I grip her hips and pound back into her, making her cry out. “Fuck, Rory…fuck…”
Every moan. Every cry. Every fucking plea. It only drives me faster and harder until the slapping of our skin fills the air. Our ragged breaths grow stilted, and sweat slicks our bodies.
Trailing my hands up Willow’s sides, I lean over to wrap my arms around her. The need to hold on to her is overwhelming, so powerful that I refuse to let her go while I continue fucking her.
Nipping the curve of her neck, I bring her flush to me, her back to my front as I straighten and slow my pace. My insides are buzzing with the need to come, desperate to feel her fall apart with me.
I’ve never wanted to love someone as much as I want to love her. Willow is everything I never knew I needed or wanted. She’s an all-out inferno, and I want to be scorched by her. I want to live in her flames forever.
Cupping her face, I tilt it to mine, sucking in her breathless moans as she throws an arm back and knots her fingers into my hair.
“I like you,” she whispers into my mouth hoarsely, sounding like she’s on the verge of tears. “I like you a lot.”
“I like you too, baby.”
“Make me come…” Willow licks into my mouth, humming before she lightly bites on my lip. “I want to come for you, Rory.”
The sound of my name on her lips is the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard. Splendid music that cuts through the roar of my heated pulse in my ears.
Slowly, I pull out and shallow inside her pussy while kneading her breast and rolling her nipple between my thumb and finger.
“Mhmm…” Willow chokes out a moan as I trail the hand cupping her jaw down to her pussy.
I stroke in and out of her wet cunt, picking up the tempo with my fingers teasing her clit. With every drive, her fingers tug at my hair. Every deep thrust makes her pussy clench tighter.
“God,” I grunt. “You feel so fucking good.”
“I’m going to come,” she says, almost incoherent through her choppy breaths.
“Good.”
I’m so close too. My muscles are pulled taut, and my dick is throbbing painfully hard with every stroke. Every pulse of her cunt makes it harder to hold myself upright.
“Oh God…oh fuck…” she chants into my mouth as I kiss her, as deep and hard as I’m rutting into her.
Once, twice… I cup her pussy tight.
Again and again… I roll her nipple.
Thrust after thrust… She trembles in my hold.
With a muted cry, she falls apart. Her pussy chokes my cock firmly as she convulses in my arms, and I grind deeper, coming so damn hard that I can’t hold us up. Folding over her, I relish the feel of her cunt greedily sucking me in further with every spurt of my hot cum.
It’s fucking heaven, and I’m overwhelmed by it…by her. I’m completely enraptured as I bury my head in the crook of Willow’s neck, allowing her scent that’s now mingled with mine to fill my burning lungs. The aftermath of our fucking is nothing but breathy bliss with the air buzzing around us. I’m not sure how long we stay wrapped up in each other with nothing but the counter and the stool holding us up, but I never want it to end.