Page 39 of A Reaper's Devotion
Cyrus helped her back into the truck, and they drove to his place.
The candy they had left out was completely empty.She was about to climb out of his truck to go to the main gate when he stopped her.
“I want you to move in with me,” he said.
Willow looked at him a little taken aback, but at the same time, it made sense.
“I’d like you to live with me.I made this house for you, Willow.It’s why I was always asking your advice.”
Tears filled her eyes.She didn’t know if it was an emotional night, or the potential for hormones.It had to be too close to tell if she was pregnant, so she didn’t think it was that.
“Okay,” Willow said.
“You’re not going to argue about wanting to keep your place until after the wedding?”
“Cyrus, I love you, and as you know, I lost both my parents, so I know life is way too damn short to spend it doing something I don’t want to do.I don’t want to waste any time.We might be having a baby already.We ...there is so much I’d like for us to do, and moving in sounds great to me.”
He reached out and gripped her neck, pulling her in close.There, in the truck, he kissed her.This was not a gentle kiss but one filled with passion.Willow forgot about the gate.
She didn’t quite know how it happened, but she ended up straddled on his lap, with the steering wheel biting into her ass.The hard ridge of his cock pressed against her pussy.The skirt she wore was already pushed out of the way, and he ran his hands over her ass and gripped the flesh tightly.
“Do you have any idea what you do to me?”he said.
She rubbed against his cock.“Yes, I do.”
“Mrs.Willow Tistleton, do you like the sound of that?”
She couldn’t help but smile.“It sounds okay, don’t you think?”
He laughed.
“Oh, it sounds more than okay.”He kissed her, but he was the one who broke the kiss first, and started to trail his lips down her neck.She cried out.The pleasure was so intense.He touched that part of her neck that seemed to have a direct connection to her pussy.
She closed her eyes, and Cyrus pressed a hand between her thighs and started to stroke her clit.She sunk her teeth against her lip, trying to contain herself, but it was impossible to do so.She cried out his name as he stroked her clit.
“I want to be inside you.”
There was no patience to make it inside the house.He tore at her panties, and the fabric was far too delicate to stop Cyrus.Her panties were gone, and he peeled down the zipper of his pants.
Within seconds, she lifted up, and slowly, inch by inch, began to slide down his length.The moment she had several inches of him inside her, he grabbed her hips and pulled her right down onto his length.He let out a growl.
She loved when he did this.Cyrus loved bringing her to orgasm when he was still balls-deep inside her.
He touched her clit and did so with two fingers, in a way that drove her wild.There was no chance of her being able to stop.The pleasure was instant and set her higher and higher, thrusting her right over the edge.She screamed his name, and with his cock inside her, it set the pleasure in a completely different direction.It was like his thick dick was something to hold onto, and her orgasm went on and on, there was no stopping it, not that she wanted to.
Even before her orgasm was over, Cyrus stopped touching her and gripped her hips.She had no choice but to put her hands on his shoulders and begin to ride his length.She felt the change within him and knew it was close, and just like that, he came.Her name spilling from his lips, filling the car.They had been going so hot and heavy that they steamed up the car.
This was perfect.
