“Soaked.” His rough voice vibrated against her neck, pulling her deeper under.
Slowly, he lowered himself, tasting her, exploring her breasts with his tongue. Then he traveled lower, laving at her navel before continuing on his journey. His brown eyes darkened as he breathed deep. An intense longing marred his face. “If you taste as heavenly as you smell, I could die a happy man right here.”
The second his mouth rested on her, Aly bucked her hips hard against his tongue. He dabbled and played, teased and tortured.
“Oh God,” she cried.
“God can’t help, but if you ask me real nice, I’ll give you want you need.”
“Will, please.” She bucked against him again, her body throbbing.
He toyed with her, flicking at her clit with his tongue. She needed to come. Her moans echoed in the air as she climbed high and higher. He sank a finger deep inside her and curled it, sending a bolt of blinding bliss rocking through her. Her moan echoed around her as she exploded on his tongue. And Will didn’t stop until every drop of pleasure was pulled from her body.
“Everything about you is so fucking gorgeous.” Will reached over to his nightstand, pulled out a condom, and had it on in seconds.
Corded arms tight, he hovered over her as he kissed her hard and deep. With more tenderness than she’d ever felt, he ran a hand along the inside of her thigh. Then he lined himself up and thrust into her hard.
“Mine.” The words left his mouth the second he was fully seated inside her. He was thick and large, and as he moved, her body vibrated with an intense longing for more. She met his thrusts, sending him deeper. Each movement created perfect, endless friction, and she dug her nails into his back, pulling him close.
“Yes, baby. You like that, don’t you?” He groaned as he pistoned into her, driving her need higher.
Every thrust took her further as she moved firmly against him. He groaned when she swirled her hips and wrapped her legs around him. That simple act snapped his control. His eyes glazed over, and he drove into her with a primal passion that tore her apart. He fisted her hair and yanked hard, exposing her neck. Just as he latched on to her skin with his mouth, her orgasm ripped through her and she moaned, his name on her lips. His fingers bit into her hips as he shouted her name in response and came in one final thrust.
CHAPTER17
Aly’sgray eyes sparkled below him. The dark heat that had flooded them moments ago faded, settling into a blissful contentment. Knowing he put a gorgeous, sated smile on her face was a stroke to his pride.
“Give me one minute to get rid of this.” The second he pulled out of her, he longed to drive straight back in. In the bathroom mirror, he caught sight of the shower behind him. He had splurged on a rain showerhead with the jets on the walls. It might be the perfect next step. Clean Aly up before he got her nice and dirty again. His dick perked up at the idea.
He’d just come so hard his ears were ringing, but the idea of doing it again was enough to get him up. He headed back into his room to see if he could sweet talk her into the shower, but he found her sound asleep, snuggled under his covers.
He chuckled. Of course she would be the type that passed out cold after good sex. In so many ways, she was easy and agreeable. And how she bent to his commands was a high he couldn’t explain. After grabbing the clothes off the floor, he headed for his closet. He tossed the suit pants and shirt into the bin for dry cleaning and the random clothes in the laundry bin, then he hung up his jacket and her dress on the high bar.
In the past, he’d kept his girlfriends’ shit out of his closet because it hinted at an idea that he wasn’t invested in. But Aly’s dress, hanging next to his suits, was exactly where it should be. Having her in his house had him questioning why he’d never wanted to live with any of his past girlfriends.
He’d been with Genni for five years and hadn’t wanted more than a weekend or two together a month.
But watching Aly from the spot he’d taken up against the frame of his closet door, seeing her curled up with her hand tucked under her cheek, made it impossible to imagine having her anywhere else. He pulled his phone out of the suit jacket pocket and shut off the lights. He had an early morning, but he hoped Aly could sleep through his low-volume alarm.
After setting his phone on the nightstand, he pulled back the covers and climbed in next to her. With an arm wrapped around her stomach, he tucked her against him. She snuggled closer, pressing her ass into his dick. Her soft scent floated in the air, and her silky hair tickled his chest. It wasn’t hot shower sex, but the contentment he felt in the moment surpassed any he’d ever had.
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He ranhis hands through his damp hair before pulling on a quarter zip and moving back into his bedroom. Aly was still asleep in his bed. He wished he was still wrapped around her, but practice started at five thirty. Waking her wasn’t ideal, but he didn’t like imagining her waking up to find him gone.
He sank down onto the bed next to her, moving her hair off her face and whispering, “Al.”
A soft moan slipped past her lips. Fuck, he loved the sound. Unable to help himself, he let his lips touch hers.
“Will.” Her whisper skated across his skin.
“Morning, baby.”
Her gray eyes shot open instantly. “Did I fall asleep?”
He chuckled. “Out cold.”
She shifted under the blankets, and he pressed her shoulder back to the mattress.