“No, Will, please.”
“That’s it, baby. Beg for it.” He met her eyes once again in the mirror.
Desired burned hard in their depths as she whispered, “Please.”
He lined himself up and thrust into her, settling himself so deep her lush ass cradled his hips.
Fuck, this was heaven. Surrounded by the hot pussy of the woman who owned his heart.
“Watch. Watch your face as I make you come so hard your legs give out. See how you look when I own you.”
Snaking his hand around to play with her clit, he pulled back out and thrust his hips against her again. Her big tits bounced with every smack of his hips, and her eyes flitted shut.
He fisted her hair and yanked. “I said watch.”
Her eyes snapped back open, and she found his gaze in the mirror. The connection was unlike anything he’d felt before. The desire, the emotion reflecting back at him as he owned her body, were reflections of everything he felt. An animalistic need snapped inside him, and a desperate clawing pulled at his throat as he moved frantically.
Her legs quivered as her pussy gripped him like a vise. He yanked hard against her hair, baring the ivory skin of her neck, and sank his teeth into it as her orgasm pulsed. Gripping, locking, owning him. His heart stuttered as his own orgasm ripped from deep inside him. He came and came in explosive waves. Emptied, he collapsed against her back as the last pulses of pleasure rocked him.
“Fuck,” he mumbled, rubbing his lips lightly across her skin. He tucked her naked body against him.
The sigh of contentment that left her lips wound around his heart. This woman owned every piece of his soul. And he wanted her to have it. Much in the same way he wanted the right to take care of her.
He pulled back and unhooked her bra, trying not to get distracted by the way her beautiful breasts bounced free. With one hand still gripping her arm, he spun to check the temperature of the still running water in the shower. Luckily, the home had housed a large family for years, thus it had an enormous water heater.
“Come on, baby,” he said, adjusting the temperature slightly, “climb in and let me take care of you.”
Once he got her over the lip of the tub, he peeled his clothes off and joined her under the hot spray. He ran his hands over her slippery skin and had to fight the urge to get lost in her again. He’d followed her up here for a reason. They needed to clear the air.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and forced her against the wall until she was looking at him. “Al.”
“It’s okay. I’m on the pill.” Her lips turned up in a reinsuring smile.
“What?” He frowned. He didn’t get it.
“Birth control.” She raised her brows.
The hot water ran down his face as he absorbed her words. Right. He blinked at the realization. They’d had unprotected sex. And he was the asshole who hadn’t stopped to think about it.
He cringed, grabbing her hand and bringing it to his chest. “I’m so sorry.”
She rubbed his cheek. “I know you have an overdeveloped sense of responsibility, but it’s not just on you. I knew what we were doing.”
He shook his head. At least one of them had realized. He was always careful, but he lost all sense sometimes when it came to Aly. Everything about her broke through his rigid control and just let him live in the moment. It was equally amazing and unsettling.
She brought a hand to rest on his chest. “I’ve had negative tests since the last time I was with someone. I’m assuming you’re good too.” Her tone lifted in a question.
Fuck. Now he was the asshole who’d made her nervous.
“I swear I’m good, Al. If I wasn’t, it would have been in the forefront of my mind.” He shook his head. “No matter how much I lose total control with you, I would never hurt you.”
Quick as lightning, insecurity flashed in her eyes, but she blinked it away. They had to talk about Genni.
“Aly.” He drew her name out slowly, watching her sink her teeth into her lower lip. His dick twitched at the action, but that guy would have to take a back seat. He’d had his turn. “I’m sorry she showed up here.”
She pressed her hand hard against his chest. “Don’t.” She shook her head. “You did nothing wrong. I’m not upset. I felt dumb for the way I let her come in and take over.” Her gaze drifted over his shoulder. “And then I was shocked because she wasn’t what I expected.”
His gut twisted in response to her confession. Genni was attractive, sure, and while they were together, the sex had been good. Those points had never made Will feel shallow until this moment. Because, for Aly, he wanted to be a better man. For so long, he was the type of guy who’d used Genni for what she could give him, and that revelation made him feel small and unworthy of the amazing woman in his arms.