Descending on her lips, he thrust his tongue into her mouth and pulled her tighter against his hard body. The light hair on his chest tickled her nipples and she dug her nails into his back. Will growled and laid her back on the bed. The full weight of his body only made her wetter.
Will broke the kiss to cup her breast. He tugged her nipple a few times before taking it into his mouth and sucking hard. Out of desire, she pressed his head down, signaling she wanted more. He drew her even deeper between his lips. Despite their time apart, Will remembered her sensitive nipples. She opened her legs even wider in invitation.
She’d missed him.
As Will continued to suck, lick, and swirl her tight bud, her core pulsed. For once, she didn’t want extended foreplay. She was more than ready for his cock.
Petra dug her nails deeper into his scalp and he bit her nipple. Pleasure and heat coursed through her body and she moaned. Her other breast was heavy and sensitive, wanting equal attention. Maybe a little more foreplay wouldn’t be so bad.
Not that she could think long on that. As if reading her mind, Will moved to tease her other nipple at the same time his fingers found her swollen folds. She cried out as he lightly brushed her sensitive skin.
Will’s eyes met hers just before he plunged a finger into her core.
“Will.”
His name sounded like begging to her own ears.
As his finger found her g-spot, his thumb brushed against her clit. She was so sensitive she nearly jumped. “Again.”
Will growled. “Say my name again.”
Lost to her hormones, Petra didn’t fight him. “Will.”
“Good.”
He increased the pressure on her clit as he moved his finger inside her. She already felt the pressure building. Just a few more strokes and she’d come.
But then his hand was gone. Opening her eyes, she cried out, “What the hell? Why did you stop?”
~~~
Will’s intent had been to fuck Leyna quickly, fulfill his lust, and talk.
However, as soon as he’d covered her short frame with his, her small breasts had pressed against his chest and all but begged for him to suck them.
Even now, with Leyna frowning up at him, all he wanted to do was lick between her thighs until she screamed.
What the hell was wrong with him? The woman had lied and broken his heart. So why did he still ache for her?
Will buried the reason deep inside his mind.
He finally answered Leyna. “I want to feel you as you come.” He quickly flipped her over, pulled her hips up until she was on her knees, and pinned her wrists over her head. “Tell me exactly what you want.” He lightly brushed the tip of his cock against her clit. “Just this?”
Leyna turned her head. “No. I want what you promised.” She widened her stance. “No making love.” She arched her hips. “Fuck me.”
Bloody hell. Gone was the shy and hesitant woman he’d known. And bastard he was, he liked it. “That’s what I wanted to hear.”
In the next second, Will lifted her hips and thrust into her pussy. But instead of moving, he remained still. “Damn, you’re tight.”
Leyna remained quiet a second before murmuring, “I haven’t been with anyone since you.”
He frowned and burned to ask her why. But then he noticed a jagged scar running down her shoulder and it reminded him of the two years between them. They had established separate lives. This was his good-bye to Leyna and he needed to remember that.
Taking a firmer grip on her hips, Will moved. Slowly at first, but he increased his pace with each thrust. He’d been with a few women over the years, hoping to forget Leyna, but none had ever felt so bloody right. The way she gripped his cock as he moved was the perfect amount of pressure. If he wasn’t careful, he’d come before her.
And despite what she’d done, Leyna deserved an orgasm.
Lifting her hips a fraction more, he kept her up with one arm and used the other to find her clit. As he rubbed her bundle of nerves, Leyna moved her hips in time with his thrusts. Will tried to hold in a groan, but when she circled, he failed. “Leyna.”