Page 67 of Wanting


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A hard shudder of excitement ran through me. God, I wanted everything Will was offering.

“Yes, I do,” I breathed. “But you do too, for being with Maddie.”

Will’s jaw clenched briefly, and I was afraid I’d gone too far. There was more pain there for him than for me; that was clear. Then he bowed his head, kissing my belly until I softened and heated beneath him.

“Well, you can spank me too, baby,” he promised.

As I buried my face in the pillow to muffle my moans, Will gave me one last kiss below my navel and stood up.

“Stay there,” he murmured, pulling on his boxers one-handed. My toes curled, clenching on the sheets, as he opened the door a crack and slipped out.

Were Meg and Emily awake? Out in the kitchen? I’d have to tell them what had happened. That Will was here now, with no place else to stay for the time being. That we were together, that he’d cut ties with his parents.

Will re-entered, smelling like the lemon soap we kept in the bathroom. Grass-green eyes raked over my naked body as he began pulling on the tux that lay draped on my chair.

I lifted my head. “What are you doing?”

His lips quirked, lust soaking his face. “Getting dressed. In the only clothes I have right now.”

“Why? I’m right here. We’re about to...”

“I’m going down to the drugstore, Andie. To get what I need to fuck your ass. Unless you want me to just put it in there? I think that might be too much for you.”

I moaned, my hips rising toward him. “Don’t.”

“No?” Will raised his eyebrows. “Trust me, sweet girl. I want it to feel so good for you.”

“I do trust you,” I said softly. “Take your clothes off. And look in my nightstand.”

Will unbuttoned his shirt, sliding his pants and boxers down, watching me with a slight smile. His cock pointed at me, flushed dark red, the skin tight and satiny, pearls of liquid oozing from the fat tip.

Suddenly, he pounced, naked, crossing the room with a spring, gripping my waist and rolling me over. A pillow was pushed under my hips. One hand splayed on my lower back, pressing me down as I heard the rattle of my bedside drawer.

His hand roamed over my ass, squeezing the soft mounds. I pressed my face into the mattress.

“What’s this, Andie?” His voice was soft and dangerous. I quivered as he sensuously traced my flushed pussy. “A bottle of lube? In your nightstand? You never used this with me. Was this from that guy you were seeing?”

“Yes,” I whispered.

“Oh, little cousin,” he murmured. “You couldn’t get wet for him, could you?”

“Not always. And when I did—”

“Tell me.”

“It was because I thought of you. And then I got so wet, it was embarrassing. He didn’t like it.”

“Poor, sweet baby.” Will rubbed my ass rhythmically while he massaged my clit. I arched into his hands, moaning with need. “Dating someone who couldn’t handle what a little animal you are. In heat. Greedy. A perfect slut. Only I understand. I’m the only one who can give you everything you need.”

“Yes, you are…”

I glanced at him over my shoulder. His sweat-dampened hair fell over his forehead, dark and tousled, his lips parted. His hand left my ass to take the bottle of lube from my nightstand. I moaned in protest when his other hand left my clit to open the top.

“Touch yourself, Andie,” he breathed.

My hand slid down to my pussy without thought or hesitation, pulled by Will’s voice. I stroked my swollen nub, coaxing flutters of pleasure through my body as slick fingers met my ass.

He massaged me with lube, making me shiver, dipping his fingers inside me. When the bluntness of his cock met my secret place, I let out a deep breath, trying to relax.

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