Willow

LUCIANO'S POV

In an instant, Willow's mouth was against mine and our lips parted. Our tongues collided and our mouths meshed into a saliva pit. My arms surrounded her and we kissed powerfully for a solid time. Our tongues mashed deep into each other's mouths as our hands roamed over all new territory and while my cock hardened.

“Let’s not do this here,” Willow said when she got her tongue back.

"Why? They'll understand we're making another baby." I replied.

"Oh, no! I won't survive mum's taunts if she catches us." She rose, taking my hand off her body. She locked the door and climbed the bed once again to prevent anyone from intruding in our moment.

We continued kissing and she paused for a moment and I felt a shiver.

“Give me your hand,” she said softly, and pulled my hand up under the front of her skirt till it was flush against her crotch.

“Do you feel that?” she asked.

“Hmmm, no underwear,” he said.

“Feel how wet I am?”

“Yes…”

"That's to show how much I missed you."

She kissed me