Chapter 9
nine
W ill glanced down and felt a trail of sweat skate down his temple. His gaze was locked on Imani’s perfectly rounded ass. He was buried deep inside of her from behind and it had to be his favorite position at the moment. Her muscles tightened around him and made him groan.
“Imani. Don’t. Move,” he growled. His hand slowly roamed her soft skin before coming to rest on her narrowed waist. He held still, not wanting to blow his fucking load. If she so much as moved, it would be over.
“How can I not?” she gasped. Her head was nestled against the bedding. Her dark hair hid her facial expression which he would have loved to see. He closed his eyes for a brief moment while trying to think of anything but the way her pussy gripped him.
“I’m not ready to come yet,” he bit out through clenched teeth. He’d never had such a visceral reaction to a woman before. Everything about Imani was right for him. He, who held a firm belief that he would remain single forever and only have casual encounters, was beginning to see there was nothing casual about what was happening here.
Her smile, her voice, her personality—they just did something for him.
Her body? Kept him aroused beyond belief. Will exhaled and withdrew slowly from her slick sheath. Her soft moan vibrated through her body to the tip of his dick. She clenched tight, holding on to him. He inhaled and thrust slowly into of her. She was completely drenched for him.
“You can’t always get what you want, love,” she chuckled. She pushed up on her hands and threw her body backward.
Will saw fucking stars.
Her slick pussy was going to be the death of him. His hand shot out to the back of her neck and he forced her back down onto the bed.
“Oh, but I do,” he rasped. He began a steady rhythm of thrusts, sending his cock as deep as he could go. He pumped harder, no longer able to control himself. He kept a firm hold on her just in case she thought about trying that little move again.
“Oh, God,” she cried out. Her hands shot out and gripped the covers. He leaned over keeping one hand on her waist while he took what he needed. The sounds of their lovemaking filled the air and it drove him even more feral. He quickened his pace, giving her long deep strokes. His gaze dropped down to the sight of his cock thrusting inside of her pink opening. “Fuck. You’re so deep.”
Something about those words made him feel savage. Maybe it was also knowing that it was him giving her pleasure, drawing cries and moans from her lips. She accepted everything that he was giving her.
And he wanted more.
He began to slow down as a familiar tingling sensation began to creep up on him. As much as he wanted this to last forever, he would soon be falling over into the waves of his release. His balls drew up closer to his body as a jolt of electricity shot through him. He couldn’t look away from the sight of his cock entering her.
“Please don’t stop. Keep going,” she cried out. Imani buried her face into the mattress, her screams now muffled. He cursed, wanting the world to hear her.
His hips picked up pace again and then the hot spurts of his release shot out of him. He gasped as his hips pumped uncontrollably so he could fill her with his cum. His hand tightened on her neck as he finally buried himself until he couldn’t go any further. He threw his head back and felt a deep growl rip out of him from the depths of his soul.
He released her and fell forward bracing his hands on either side of her. His cock was still buried inside of her. There was no other place he would rather be than where he was.
After they had left the bridge, he’d taken her to his favorite Thai place. He hadn’t known that she was such a fan of the cuisine. It had been the perfect place for them to eat. One thing that he appreciated about Imani, was that she wasn’t afraid of eating in front of him. She was relaxed and had a love of food. One thing that had always frustrated him when he would take women out was the fact that they didn’t seem to enjoy real food. Too many were caught up on dieting and watching what they ate.
He loved when a woman didn’t give a fuck what people thought.
Imani had curves in all of the right places and he loved all of them. He’d licked and kissed every inch of her and was quickly memorizing every facet of her body.
The restaurant was near Will’s house, so he’d brought them back there. It hadn’t taken long for them to make their way to the bedroom. They had been unable to keep their hands off of each other and their clothes were still down in the living room.
“Are you all right?” he murmured. He lowered his head and dropped a kiss on her shoulder. His dick was softening, but hadn’t gone all the way down yet. He knew he should probably move, but for some reason, he didn’t want to. He was enjoying not only the sensation of her surrounding him, but the view of her ass and her sexy back that had a few scattered moles on it.
“Hmmm….yeah,” she sighed. She gave a little wiggle causing his cock to move with her. Imani’s playful personality was a welcoming change from the women he usually dated. He kissed her again, this time moving to the middle of her shoulder blades. “That thang of yours is dangerous, Wilheim Rusek.”
Her giggle made him grin. He withdrew slightly from her and paused. His cock was already stiffening again. He shook his head and continued pulling out of her. He had her in his house and they had all night. He would make sure she was back at the hotel in time to get ready for her next conference day. He rolled to the side of the bed and swung his legs over the edge. He stood and strolled into his en suite bathroom, flicked on the lights, and reached for a clean washcloth. After he ran some warm water on it, he squeezed it out and walked back into the bedroom. Imani had turned over and righted herself in the bed with her head resting on his pillows.
The breath in his chest escaped him. Something about seeing her in his home and in his bed just felt right. He struggled to get that first breath of air in. His home had always been his private domain. He’d never brought a woman here to sleep over. Imani quietly watched him as he came back to the bed. He sat down next to her and didn’t say a word while he gently spread her legs apart and began to wipe the remnants of their lovemaking from her. He had always been a man who had used protection faithfully when he was with a woman. Why he hadn’t with Imani, he wasn’t sure. He glanced up at her and found her still watching him.
The brief image of this woman swollen with his child came to mind and his heart stuttered just thinking of a future with her.
But he pushed it down.
He took his time ensuring she was properly cleaned. Her legs spread wider to allow him to reach all of her and the slickness that coated her inner thighs. Once he was done he tossed the cloth onto the floor and climbed back into the bed with her. He tugged her against him and covered them up with the blanket. She nuzzled her face into the crook of his neck and her warm breath skated along his skin.
Will basked in the feeling of Imani in his arms. He glanced down and took in her dark hair and the tip of her cute little nose. She tilted her head back and those big brown eyes met his.
“What are you thinking about so hard?” she asked. Her lips tilted up slightly in the corners. He couldn’t resist those plump lips that were already swollen from his kisses. Her soft skin, curvy body, and bright personality drew him to her. He lowered his head and took her lips in a slow, lingering kiss. She returned the kiss with the same heat and passion. When they broke for air, they both were panting and staring at each other. “Oh.”
He closed his eyes for a moment, before he opened them again. He needed to get something off his chest.
“Imani, I— I don’t do relationships,” he admitted. The action of saying those words left a sour taste in his mouth. He frowned, unsure of why this should be any different than when he’d told a woman before. Again, all of the women in his past knew this up front and he had been open about it before they’d had sex.
“Oh,” she said. She tensed slightly and Will didn’t like how it felt as if she were already drawing away from him. He bit back a curse and tightened his hold on her. He had been a fool. Maybe he should have led with that when they’d had their first outing. Or maybe when he’d first heard her voice on the phone. He wasn’t going to lie to her. He was attracted to her. Hell, he liked her.
A lot.
More than he probably should.
If he had a checklist of everything he would want in a partner or a wife, she’d meet all of the qualifications.
But he wasn’t looking for that.
He wasn’t husband material.
He didn’t know how to have a healthy relationship. Look what happened between him and Whitney. He wouldn’t want to wish that shit on Imani. She was too good for that and too good for him.
“I guess I get it—I’m only in town for a little bit before I go back to Atlanta,” she said. Her small hand settled on his chest. Her finger tips slid down along his chest and sent a shiver down his spine.
He couldn’t have guessed what type of response he would have gotten from her with his announcement, but he didn’t like this. Not one damn bit. The thought of her going back to Atlanta and then never seeing her again caused a pain inside his chest. Would she go back and forget him? Start dating someone else? Get married?
He swallowed hard.
Envy and jealousy grew inside of him at the thought of a faceless man getting to taste all of the decadent sweetness that she possessed.
“I’m staying a little longer because of that meeting I mentioned before,” she said. “We can have a little more time if you’re okay with that.” Her lips brushed lightly against his chest. His cock thickened at the nearness of her. It was her though. The scent of her and the memory of the taste of her pussy on his tongue that had him growing painfully aroused again.
He couldn’t get enough of her.
More time with her? Hell, he’d take it. He nodded and rolled her over. Her legs immediately opened for him. He lined up his cock and thrust deep inside her. Their simultaneous groans filled the air. Her slick sheath welcomed him, fitting tight around him.
He was going to take advantage of having more time with her. He wanted to make sure that she never forgot him.