Page 48 of The P*ssy Next Door

“Stop stalling and put on the condom, Kingman.” She jerked her chin to the box on the nightstand. But then she said something that changed this all from a game to something so much more. “Show me how much you love me and let me show you.”

I pulled in a long, deep breath. She got it. She understood everything I was trying to do, to show her, to be for her. This wasn't just about sex for me, and Willa was right there too, wearing every emotion on her face, shining through in those gorgeous fucking eyes.

“I do love you, Willa.” And I never wanted to love anyone else.

She touched my face, rubbing her palm down my cheek. “I tried not to, but somewhere along the way, you made me fall in love with you too. You're the love of my life, Hayes.”

I thought hearing her say something like that would make my heart pound out of my chest, or honestly, have my dick exploding. But instead, the deepest sense of contentment seeped into my bones, my blood, my very soul. This was what it meant to be loved by this woman.

I reached for a condom with shaking hands. This was really happening. I was about to fuck the woman of my dreams for the first time, and in this moment, I sincerely hoped she was the only woman I ever fucked.

As I slid into her, our bodies joining for the first time, I swear I saw lightning bolts flash through my vision, and because I knew she was watching, I hid nothing from her. I stared into her eyes and let her see all of me. “Fuck, Willa. I fucking love you.”

Nothing had ever felt so right, so perfect. I withdrew in a long slow stroke, wanting to make this last as long as I could. But as I pushed back inside, Willa made one of those whimpers that drove me wild, and I was a goner.

My hips moved on their own accord, finding a fast, hard rhythm, made only better when she wrapped her legs around my ass so I couldn't pull out if I wanted to. I poured every ounce of love and devotion into each thrust, each kiss, each whisper of her name.

Willa met me every step of the way, her body rising to meet mine, her nails scoring my back, her breathless cries mingling with my own. My universe became her, the way her body gripped mine, the way she said my name, until I couldn't take it anymore.

“Please, Willa, please let me come inside of you.”

She shook her head. “Again.”

Fuck. “Please.”

Her eyes fluttered shut, but she breathed out a shuddered breath and then stared all the way into my soul. “Say it again.”

And I knew what she wanted to hear.

“Please, Willa, I love you, please.”

Her pussy clenched down on me, and she arched her back, keening, “Yes, Hayes, god, I love you.”

I came so hard inside of her, I think I blacked out, except instead of darkness I saw the beautiful blue of Willa's eyes. My hips jerked a few more times all on their own, but I was already floating in hazy bliss that was just for me and her.

It took everything in me not to just collapse on top of her and ride this high. But all the romance novels and the better sex sites preached the importance of aftercare. Which I would do. In a minute.

The best I could do for now was kiss her. She returned my kiss with a soft, satisfied moan, and that was my second favorite sound she made during sex.

“Hayes?” she whispered, her eyes still closed and a smile etched across her face.

“Yeah, baby?” She was fucking beautiful like this, and I could hardly wait to see her this way night after night in my bed.

“Why are you so good at this on your first try?”

Touchdown Mustang. If I had a football, I'd spike it. I pretended she hadn't just made my day with her compliment and said, “I had help.”

She cracked one eye open and peered up at me with a question in her gaze.

I gave her another kiss and a cocky shrug. “From your romance novels. Book boyfriends definitely do it better than anybody in porn.”

CAT DADS

WILLA

Icouldn't stop smiling. Even as I stood behind the counter, steam from the espresso machine fogging up in front of me, I was grinning like a fool. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Hayes's face, felt his hands on my skin, heard his whispered words of love.

Last night had been... well, there weren't words. It had been everything I'd ever wanted and so much more. The way Hayes had worshipped my body, the reverence in his touch, the unbridled passion in his kisses, it was enough to make a girl go weak in the knees or the brain.