Page 186 of Where Broken Wings Fly

“Yeah, beautiful?”

“I need you inside of me so bad.”

“Tell me how much.”

Adding a second finger, I stretch her wider, grinding the heel of my palm against her clit. I’ve been watching very carefully. I know what she likes. The build-up is just as important as the moment I’ll push inside her cunt.

“So fucking much,” she mewls.

Easing my fingers out, I make sure she’s watching as I suck them into my mouth. Juices burst across my tongue, sweet and hot. I love the way her pupils blow wide at the sight.

“Finger yourself now, angel. I want to watch.”

Quickly undoing my belt, I strip my jeans and boxers off to palm my erection. Willow reaches for her own tight entrance. She sighs, tweaking her clit before her fingers slide through her folds and disappear.

Watching her pleasuring herself is an exhilarating sight. She works her pussy in time with my hand stroking up and down my length. The distance between us feels like miles but seeing her playing with herself adds to the delicious tension.

“Does that feel good, beautiful?”

“Not as good as your cock would feel. Please, Mi.”

“Make yourself come first. Show me.”

Pumping my erection, I watch every last detail of her finger-fucking herself. She slides the two digits deep into her core, panting and moaning, putting on a show for me. When she grabs her tit with her other hand and pinches her nipple, she finally bursts.

“I’m coming,” she cries out.

Riding her own hand, Willow falls apart on the sleeping bag. She massages her breast and continues to strum her clit until her orgasm has peaked, leaving her gasping for air.

Feeling a little more confident, I retrieve the condom that I suffered the embarrassment of asking Zach for last night. She watches me roll it over my length, still fighting for breath after bringing herself to a peak.

“Get over here, Mi.”

She spreads her legs wide open, giving me the best view as she pulls her fingers from her pussy. I kneel between them, squeezing my covered length. Now the moment has arrived, my nerves roar back to life.

Teasing my lips along her inner thigh, licking and kissing, I rest a palm on her sternum to lay her back down. Her entire body is flushed with desire. She’s all supple curves and fuzz-covered, blemished skin. I’ve never seen anything more perfect.

When the head of my cock presses up against her entrance, I falter and lose my nerve. I’m going with what feels right, but if I somehow trigger her, I’ll never forgive myself.

“What is it?” Willow asks.

“I’m just… ah, I don’t know. Nervous.”

Willow reaches out her hands to grab mine. Using my weight to pull herself back up, she wraps her arms around my neck and clambers on top of me instead.

“I’ve got you this time,” she explains.

Her hand circles the base of my length, guiding it to the welcoming prison of her heat. Hands splayed across her lower back, I grunt in pure, mind-blowing ecstasy when she finally sinks down on my cock.

Everything grinds to a halt at that moment. Years of wondering if my social isolation was the right decision fall aside. Those long, lonely nights no longer matter. I’m right where I’m supposed to be—with this beautiful creature.

“Bloody hell,” I hiss out.

Her hips rotate, taking me even further into her cunt. She chases the deeper angle until I’m buried in her all the way, and it feels fucking amazing. Her walls are tight, squeezing every inch of my length.

“I’m going to move now,” she warns me.

Lifting herself up, Willow pushes back down on me. Each stroke feels like fire is being injected into my blood. I can feel the slickness of her pussy even through the condom.

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