25. Will #2
He hesitates.
“What’s wrong?” My hands pause on his chest.
Will winces. “Nothing, just thinking about my parents upstairs.”
“We don’t have to—”
“Hey, I didn’t say I don’t want to.” He puts a hand over mine and guides it over his pec. He groans when I play with his nipple, feeling it pebble under my fingers.
I start kissing his neck, grinding slowly against him. “We can be quiet, nice and slow and quiet.”
He hums against my hair.
“You like it like that, don’t you?”
“No, I like making you scream.”
I bite my lip. “I meant slow.”
“Oh, yeah. I like it slow and deep, and I like you loud and slutty.”
He starts grinding with me, his cock hardening as his lips find my neck.
“I love you,” he whispers.
It makes my head spin how easy it is for him to say things like that.
“Will.” I cling to his back, taking in the heady smell of his skin. Getting high on the way he’s grinding between my legs. “Take these off, please.”
Will complies, kicking his pants off impatiently.
I slide my pajamas down so we’re both naked from the waist down and gasp at the sensation of our bare skin touching. I moan before catching myself.
“Sorry. Too loud?”
“I don’t care.”
I chuckle. “That was fast.”
“Okay, maybe I care a little.”
“I can be quieter. I like a challenge.”
“I know that.”
I bite my lip when Will wraps his hand around our cocks and starts smearing precum down our shafts.
“Fuck, it’s hot watching you try to be quiet,” he whispers.
I let out a few weird noises while trying to be quiet. For some reason, they seem to turn Will on.
“Baby,” he whispers, which he knows drives me wild.
“Fucking’s probably out of the question, right?” I whisper in his ear.
He groans into the pillow, his cock throbbing.
“Baby, I wanna fuck you so bad, it hurts.”
“But you can’t have me.”
He groans again.
If I knew being a cock tease got him off this much, I would have done it a long time ago.
Maybe. I’m also teasing myself here. But I know I don’t want to upset his parents.
I’ve never had this before, never had a father tell me I can call him any time for ‘fatherly advice.’ I want the whole package with Will.
I want to be a part of this family, for as long as they’ll have me.
“Let’s suck each other,” I murmur. “Our mouths will be too full to scream.”
He groans again. “You can moan pretty loud around my cock.”
“Do you want to or not?”
“Yes. One hundred percent, yes.”
I balance on my elbows while we top and tail. Being pretty athletic helps in this position. Will clamps his arms around my waist and I start to dip until my cock is enveloped in the hot, wet sensation of his mouth. I fill myself with him before I can moan too loudly.
I can only imagine what we’d look like if anyone came down here.
Will finds my hole and slides a finger in, forcing me to pump faster down into his mouth.
I slack a little on my job while I lose control, but Will doesn’t seem to mind.
He clamps me tightly and sucks hard, lapping at my head with his tongue when I start leaking uncontrollably.
I see stars when Will makes me come, bucking into him until I can’t take any more.
I have to pull out to catch my breath, resting my head on his thigh.
“Okay, babe?”
“Yeah. So good.”
He lets out a soft laugh.
“What are we going to stuff your mouth with while I make you come?”
“Mm, I’m sure I’ll manage.”
“Cocky asshole.”
He puts a pillow over his face while I get back to work, loving the taste and smell of him as he overtakes my senses.
He is mine, I realize, not for the first time.
And I have won. I have won in the only way that matters. And the only way I was able to win like this was to lose.
I run my hands up and down Will’s sexy thighs as he shakes under me. Tugging my hair, whispering my name. Priestley. Rosie. Baby.
We have to leave early the next morning to get back to school, so when I roll over and find Will still in the day bed, fast asleep, I go into panic mode.
“Urgh, wha—?” He rubs a hand over his face while I try to shake him fully awake.
“You fell asleep down here,” I whisper-shout. “Hurry up before your parents get up.”
He rolls over and unlocks my phone to see the time.
“Too late,” he says.
“What?”
“It’s, like nine-thirty. They’ll definitely be up by now.”
I flop onto my back, trying to formulate a plan. “You’ll have to sneak out somehow.”
He laughs, turning over and draping an arm across my chest. “Relax, they won’t mind.”
“It’s disrespectful. I’ve openly disrespected your parents’ hospitality by defiling their son in their own home.”
Will makes a weird noise and shifts into a sitting position. “How did you ‘defile’ me, you lunatic?”
He plants an annoyingly casual kiss on my lips before standing up. I’m momentarily distracted by those impressive glutes and the way his cock swings heavily between his thighs.
“See something you like, Rosie?” he asks, turning with a satisfied grin.
I groan. “Just sneak out. I’ll follow you in five minutes.”
“I’m not doing that. Come on. Time to face the music.”
I’ve never done the walk of shame before, but I can’t imagine it could be much worse than emerging from your boyfriend’s parents’ basement with your hair all disheveled and a sheepish look on your face.
Will’s mom spots us first from the armchair. She barely tamps down a smirk before looking away and pretending she didn’t see us.
“Good morning,” she says, consulting her watch. “Or should I say good afternoon?”
“It isn’t even ten o’clock yet, Ma.”
I follow Will into the kitchen, walking so close I bump into him when he stops.
“Relax,” he whispers. “No one’s gonna take you out and shoot you.”
After enduring the most awkward breakfast of my life, we’re back in my car and I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
“You wanna head to the library when we get back?” Will asks while he flips through the playlists on his phone and I drive us back to Princeton.
“Actually, I have something I need to do at the frat house.”