Page 83 of Seein’ Red

The two of us.

We’re a jumble of limbs, bodies moving in time together, as we find a rhythm all our own. Kisses, caresses, and a symphony only we can hear. Our bodies are doing all the talking. Saying all the things I want to but can’t.

Like those three words.

I don’t know that I’ve ever felt so full, so complete as I do in this moment. Like everything is right as it should be.

The woman I love—have always loved—is in my arms, holding on to me tight. It does not get better than this.

Until Willa whispers in my ear.

“Come with me.”

Her words catch me off guard, making me stumble for a second. She catches me, righting our rhythm with her hips, rocking into me to make sure we stay connected.

“I know we have before, and…” She swallows hard, working up the courage to continue. “But I need us to. Because this feels different.”

This does feel different. Because this is different.

This is the beginning of forever.

I pull back, picking up the pace. Willa meets me thrust for thrust, both of us on the same wavelength, chasing the same goal. The same euphoria.

Reaching down between us, Willa’s fingers search out her clit, but I stop her. I snatch her wrist, pinning it above her head, then doing the same with the other wrist.

“Not tonight, baby,” I tell her. “That’s my pussy. And the only person who is going to make you come is me.”

“Then do it.” She lifts her chin in a challenge.

“You want to come on my cock? Is that what you’re saying?”

“Yes!” she grits out. I pick up the pace even more, my thumb swiping her clit.

“Say it.”

“I want to come on your cock…feel you come inside me.”

That’s all I need to hear.

Because if I thought I was a goner before, Willa whispering that she wants to feel me come inside her is the final nail in my coffin. A simple, in the moment admission that deepens the level of intimacy more than I could have imagined. Forget next level. Hell, forget eleven—this cranked it up to one hundred.

My focus shifts, everything in me homed in on making her come. On making her scream my name. Circling my hips to match the strokes of my thumb, I vary my speed, keeping Willa on guard. It works, her moans growing louder.

“Oh, my….Nash, please…”

“I’m right here, baby, right here with you.”

Willa’s legs clamp around me, holding me tight against her. The telltale tingle hits my spine as her heels dig into my ass, her pussy starting to spasm. I’m close. She’s close. But close isn’t good enough.

“Come for me, Willa. You and me. Together.”

Whimpering, she nods, biting her lip. Another circle of my thumb is all it takes, sending her flying.

Head thrown back, my name on her lips echoing off the walls, Willa’s climax hits her. Hard. Full steam ahead hard. Her pussy clamps down on my dick, holding on for dear life.

And that’s all I need.

My own orgasm hits me like a freight train, barreling into me without the slightest sign of stopping. I let out my own roar, her name mixing into the night air. Stars and planets collide, my strokes becoming longer again as I slow down, still unable to fully stop, not wanting this moment to end.