Her face flushes with guilt.
“Do you love me?” I demand.
“I… um… I don’t know what to call it,” she finally mumbles. “I care for you so much, more than I’ve ever cared for someone before. Is it love? I don’t know… or else I would have said yes with no hesitation, right?”
She has a fucking great point, and I think I have my answer. “I can’t do this, Willow. This is all wrong now—”
“No,” she exclaims loudly, causing me to jerk. Then she’s standing in front of me, hands clenched into the material of my shirt. The look on her face is desperate… almost feral. “You can’t give up on us just because we’re not exactly in the same place at the same time. It’s not fair.”
I cover her hands with mine, attempting to pull them away, but she’s fast. Lightning quick, she’s pulling me by the neck down toward her as she rises on her tiptoes. Her mouth touches mine, and she whispers. “We have something good, Dominik. Don’t forget that.”
I’m angry at Willow, of that there’s no doubt. She hurt me and I want to hurt her back, but there’s no denying the touch of her lips against mine ignites something deep within me. Take the heart out of such matters, and I’ll never get past the fact that just the slightest touch from her turns me on.
I’d hate myself for it if it didn’t feel so good.
Still, I put my hands on her shoulders in a half-assed attempt to push her back to maintain some dignity.
It’s dirty, though, the way she plays. Her tongue slips into my mouth and she drops a hand to my crotch, cupping me gently at first, but then roughly squeezes.
My body fucking fires on all cylinders because Willow isn’t often the aggressor, and the fact she’s massaging my cock causes all rational thinking to disappear.
I groan as my hand covers hers, not to push her away but to force her to stroke me through the material of my pants.
“See,” she murmurs against my mouth, digging her teeth into my lower lip. “We have something strong right here. Don’t forget about this.”
Sex.
She’s right… we’ve always had great sex. It’s been incendiary between us, always fucking better every time.
Still, I hesitate. This only muddies the waters.
Willow must sense it because her hands start deftly working at my belt, button, and zipper.
My head falls back as she takes me in her hands and starts to jack me.
“Christ,” I mutter, then I groan as she starts to fall to her knees.
Her intended purpose is to take me in her mouth and if I let her do that, she’ll have all the power.
That’s unacceptable.
I get a hand in her hair, grip it tightly, and haul her back up. She winces and smiles at the same time, and I hate that triumphant look on her face.
But fuck if I don’t love it that she loves I can control her.
I maneuver her backward, right onto my couch. Giving her a rough push, I immediately grab her legs to pull her boots off, then her jeans and panties.
I’m pissed and fevered for her at the same time. Something so fucking dirty about me only taking her clothes off the bottom half of her body. I love Willow fully naked, but I also love just her pussy bare and right there for my use.
And I do feel the need to use her.
Perhaps even to minimize what this is between us.
It’s her fault, really. She sparked this fire.
I slide a hand between her legs, and I’m rewarded with silky wetness. When I drive two fingers in her, she almost arches off the couch in her response.
Fuck her for making me want this so badly.
She moans, gyrates her hips, and reaches out for me. “Now, Dominik.”
Yeah… now.
My cock already freed from my pants and swollen to painful proportions, I fall between Willow’s spread legs. She takes me in hand, guiding me to her sweet spot, and I thrust inside.
Her face morphs yet again, this time into beautiful bliss. It’s an expression I always take great pride in creating and yet right now, I can’t even stand to look at it. It hurts my heart too much to know this part between us is perfect, but nothing else is.
I squeeze my eyes shut, dip my head, and push my face into her neck. Wrapping my arms around her tightly, I fuck her hard.
Willow squirms, cries out, and digs her nails into my ass.
She gets there before me… pussy tightening, back arching. Willow orgasms hard, and her cry of relief grates on me. She is having no problem making this connection with me, yet with every thrust, I feel further and further away from her.
Numbness sets in, creating almost a black void between us. So very weird… feels fucking fantastic, the friction of my cock pounding away inside of her. My balls start to draw up, and I know an orgasm is imminent because it would be impossible not to come inside this fantastic-feeling creature.