Page 183 of Before You Fell

I slide all the way in.

The sensation hits me so hard that I have to close my eyes and breathe through it. Every muscle in my body goes rigid with the effort not to lose it right here.

She is hot and slick and so fucking tight I nearly lose it on the first thrust. I quickly think of something else to stop me from blowing my load.

Damon’s face. Jax talking with his mouth full. Tax returns.

Anything that doesn’t involve Willow under me and the way her body is gripping my cock.

I take a deep breath and pull back slowly. I experience every inch of her drag against me and my breath comes out ragged and unsteady.

Then I drive back in, causing her to cry out. Her cry is loud, broken, and perfect.

I set a rhythm that is deep, dirty and unhurried because I am not rushing this. My hips roll into hers, my cock filling her completely on every thrust, pulling back until just the tip remains inside her before driving forward again.

The wet heat of her is doing things to my cock that are going to be a problem if I don’t stay focused.

I thrust deeper and harder.

She gasps and her nails find my arms.

“That’s it,” I grit out, hips rolling forward again. “Feel every fucking inch of me, Wills.”

My hand slides to the front of her throat. Not tight. Just enough for her to perceive it and grasp its meaning. Mine.

Her eyes go dark and her pussy clenches around my cock so hard I have to grit my teeth.

“You fucking love that, don’t you,” I say, watching her face.

Her lips part, cheeks flushed, that stubborn mouth of hers soft and open. The mouth I want wrapped around my cock every time I fucking look at it.

“Shut up,” she breathes.

I thrust deep and hear her moan. Hearing what I do to her does things to me I cannot name. It makes me want to wreck her completely and take care of every piece of the wreckage at the same time.

I groan and drive in harder.

The sound of us fills the apartment. Skin against skin. The obscene wet sound of my cock moving inside her. Her moans get so much louder with every thrust as my hips snap forward with more force now, finding angles that make her scream.

“Fuck,” I grit out, watching her face. “You feel incredible.”

I pull back until only the tip of me is inside her.

“Phoenix…” She whimpers.

“Yeah.” I drive back in—deep and hard. “This is my pussy. Every wet fucking inch of it. And I am going to fuck it until you cannot remember a time when it wasn’t mine.”

Her thighs lift and wrap around my hips, pulling me in. The two of us move together with a rhythm that seems inevitable, as if every year we didn’t fuck like this was just time we were too stupid to get here.

“I want you to ride me, baby.” My voice drops low. “I want to watch you take my cock and use it until you come all over it.”

I grip her waist and flip us in one move. My back hits the floor. I pull her with me so she lands straddling my hips while my cock is still buried inside her.

She gasps at the way I fill her differently from this angle.

I put my hands behind my head and watch her.

Bare chest. Flushed cheeks. Hair falling around her shoulders. My cock inside her with nothing between us.