Bare Yourself (Consumed)

I pull Willow up until her back meets my chest. I wrap one arm around her middle and my other hand goes around her throat. I don’t choke her, I’m not into that type of thing, but I do squeeze a little bit.

“Pinch your nipples,” I groan in her ear.

She does as I ask and as soon as her fingers grip her nipples, she tightens around me. Nathan watches from his chair, his hand jerking fast over his dick. I fuck Willow in short thrusts, grinding my hips against her when I’m seated fully inside, only to pull back out again and slam forward.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I moan as my balls tighten up. I bite the tender flesh between her shoulder and neck. She screams as her orgasm hits, which cause my own to slam through me. I hug her tight to me as my body jerks and spams.

Nathan let’s out a jagged groan and finds his own release, sending jets of cum splashing over his stomach.

I rest my forehead in the crook of Willow’s neck and try to catch my breath. Leaning back on my heels, I bring Willow with me, spreading my legs slightly so she fits between them. My arms move with her as her chest heaves up and down. I run my hands down her sides until I reach her hips and gently lift her and lay her down on her back. I lean down and softly brush my lips against hers.

Nathan stays quiet as he cleans his stomach with his discarded shirt. We normally don’t talk after our encounters. Not because it’s uncomfortable for either of us; there’s just nothing to say. We both got what we needed, so there’s no reason to speak. He slips his jeans back up his legs and pushes his feet into his boots before walking through the door.

“Holy shit,” Willow breathes, eyes closed.

I chuckle, leaning down and running my tongue up her neck. My arms rest on the bed, caging her in. “That good, huh?” I ask against her ear.

Her breath hitches, her nails digging into my sides. “Oh yeah. I’ve never… umm.”

She stops, and I pull back to look at her. Her cheeks are pink, the color slowly making its way down her chest. Her eyes are open now, but they slide away from mine, like she’s embarrassed for some reason.

“You’ve never what?” I ask. There’s no fucking way she’s saying what I think she’s saying. Not with a body like hers. I have to be misunderstanding her.

She brings her eyes to mine, then she looks over my shoulder to the ceiling. “I’ve never had an orgasm just from penetration. I normally have to touch myself to come.”

“What?” I’ve heard some women have trouble coming from penetration alone, but I would have never guessed Willow would be one of them. She was so fucking responsive and her pussy was so tight the entire time I was in her that it felt like she was in a constant orgasmic state. And I know damn good and well she was close several times, but I pulled back and didn’t let her go over the edge.

“There’s no fucking way you haven’t orgasmed from penetration,” I tell her.

She finally looks at me and shrugs. “I haven’t. I thought maybe it was me.”

“It most definitely is not you, baby.” I slip my tongue in her mouth and swirl it with hers, then pull back. “Maybe you just haven’t found the right guy yet.”

Something flashes in her eyes. “Yeah, maybe,” she whispers.

“I’ll be back,” I say against Willow’s lips.

“Okay.” She smiles and watches me as I climb from the bed and go to the bathroom to clean up and get a rag for her.

Euphoria has my limbs feeling weak. I’ve slept with countless women, and I’ve enjoyed them all, but Willow… what she made me feel while I was inside her was unlike anything I’ve felt before. I’ve never come so hard in my life. I may have been taking the lead, but she controlled my body. I want more of her, and if I have anything to say about it, I’ll get it.