“You were so bad,” she whispered. “How could I ever forget that?”
One of his favorite memories of Willow, ever. Her skin had been all flushed, her dark eyes sparkling, her breaths coming a little too fast. She’d just come all over his fingers and had to smile and offer a stuttered thank-you to their over-attentive waiter, who kept trying to sneak a look down the front of her tank top.
“I’m in the mood to make another memory tonight, Will. You on board?” Both hands were tunneled beneath her shirt now as he cupped her breasts, played with her nipples as he leaned over and kissed her cheek.
“But there are so many people…” Her voice trailed off when he pushed her bra up and touched bare skin.
“They’re down th
ere, baby. We’re up here, all alone. They’ll never be the wiser.” He removed one hand from her breast and cradled the side of her face, turning her so their lips met and clung. He took it deeper, the kiss turning instantly hot and wet, their tongues tangling, their breaths coming faster.
“We shouldn’t,” she whispered against his lips after she broke the kiss first.
He ground himself against her backside, his cock a needy, aching thing for her. Only her. “I need to be inside you. Please.”
She studied him, her eyes wide, her lips damp as she pressed them together. They were so close, his body molded to hers; he could feel every inch of her seeping into him. The arch of her back, the curve of her ass, those pretty long legs coming apart the slightest bit so he could rub his thigh between her thighs. A little groan escaped her when he did just that and he smiled.
This was going to be so easy.
And so good, too.
“You sure no one will notice?”
He nodded once, his hands going to her hips. “Turn and face the crowd, beautiful. I’ll take care of everything. You just enjoy the ride.”
Another soft laugh escaped her and she shook her head. “You better be quick then. What if someone catches us?”
“No chance in hell am I gonna be quick. And no one will catch us. We’re alone up here.” He dropped a kiss on her lips. “Remember?”
“I don’t feel so alone, what with all those people down there.” She waved a hand at the crowded wharf. “What if someone looks up and sees us?”
“You’ll be fully clothed. At least from the waist up, and they can’t see much beyond that.” He smiled as he slowly slid the zipper on her pants down. “And if someone catches us, well then we’re gonna give them the show of a lifetime.”
“Oh my God,” she whispered, her voice shaky.
“Turn around, Will,” he commanded, more than ready to slide inside her tight little body.
She did as he asked and he tugged at her black pants, pushing them down so they fell to her ankles. Her little pale pink lacy panties were a sight to behold, making him pause for the longest minute so he could drink in all that hotness. Damn, she drove him wild.
“Nice panties,” he murmured, curling his fingers around the waistband and tugging them down. “I think you wear this sort of thing just to drive me crazy.”
“You’re rather observant, aren’t you?” Amusement laced her voice, and he smiled in response, even though she couldn’t see him.
“Mmm, hmm.” Grabbing the condom he’d slipped into the front pocket of his jeans earlier, he hurriedly undid the snap and slid down the zipper, pushing his pants off along with his underwear.
He talked of taking his time, but he was a damn liar. Excitement rushed through him as he slipped the condom on and bent his knees, nudging at her hot, wet center. She spread her legs farther without him having to say a word and then he was sliding inside her welcoming body. Engulfed completely in Willow, he closed his eyes and breathed deep, pressing his face to her fragrant hair.
“Are you watching everyone, darlin’? Think they know what we’re doing?” he whispered against her hair.
She slowly shook her head. “They don’t notice us.”
“Do you want them to notice us?” He started to move, slow at first, letting her get used to the position, and he pressed at her lower back, adjusting her so she could take him better. “Does it turn you on, knowing anyone could look up at this very moment and figure out pretty quickly that I’m fucking you?”
“Oh God.” She moaned, and he swore he felt a flood of wetness surround his cock at his words.
Will always liked the dirty talk.
“You cold?” She was shivering, shaking her head in answer as he increased his pace, thrusting deeper. Harder. Faster. Taking her brutally with his cock, dropping soft kisses on her neck to ease his forcefulness.