Page 96 of Wild Child


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“Then where is it?” she asks, not looking at me as she stops in the doorway of the living room.

My hands itch to touch her, to feel my lips against her tempting soft skin as I move to stand behind her. “Where Chandler is,” I tell her, leaving a beat of a moment open before adding, “And you.”

She lets out a shuddering breath. I see her shiver and god, I want to take her in my arms so badly.

“Dane,” she whispers, and I swallow down a groan. My name on her lips sounds so fucking good. My cock twitches in response.

“Hi.” Chandler steps into the living room. “Supper is ready.”

The moment drifts away and Willow steps forward and heads toward Chandler. “Hi.” She gives him a beaming smile and she leans up on her tiptoes and kisses his cheek.

I’m not jealous, but, my fucking heart bursts at the sight. Baby steps, but at least we’re getting somewhere.

He smiles down at her as brightly as the sun. “Hello, my love. Are you hungry?”

“Yes,” she groans and my cock reacts again. I can’t help it, this woman drives me wild in the best ways.

Supper was good. We spent most of it talking. Well, Chandler and Willow talked, and I added a few things in here and there. I was content just watching her.

The way two little dimples appear when she smiles, how she bites her lip as she listens to us talk, casting her eyes down when one of us pays her a compliment.

It’s crazy to think this is the same girl we knew her whole life. No, not a girl. A woman. A smart, talented, amazing woman.

And she’s ours.

“Oh come on!” Willow gasps when she lands on one of Chandler’s spots.

“Pay up, pretty girl.” He chuckles.

Willow grumbles as she hands over her rent money.

I smirk, so damn happy in this moment.

We’ve spent the last hour playing Monopoly. I tried to warn Willow not to pick this game but she didn’t listen.

Me, I’ve been playing lazy. I haven’t bought anything yet, mostly because I wanted to leave the space for Willow to buy.

But Chandler? Yeah, he doesn’t play around when it comes to this game. He doesn’t care who you are, he’s out for blood.

“You suck,” she mutters.

“I do. But I also swallow.” Chandler chuckles. My eyes widen and I choke back a laugh.

I’m expecting Willow to blush, but she doesn’t. With each glass of wine, she gets more and more comfortable, letting herself relax around us.

She grins. “Oh yeah? So do I.”

A growl rumbles in my chest as a flash of Willow on her knees, Chandler’s cock down her throat as she sucks him eagerly, fills my mind. My cock thickens behind my jeans. Willow looks over at me, her grin getting wider.

“What are you thinking about over there, old man?” She chuckles.

“Who are you calling old man?” I growl playfully.

“Ah, you. Is your hearing aid not on?” She grins widely.

I love it. I love this playful side of her. “Keep acting like that, and I’ll take you over my knee, young lady.”

“Oh no.” She bites her lip. “Anything but that.”

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