*Willow* This was madness.When I had basically told Nathaniel to fuck me, I didn’t think it would be this fucking good! He was passionate and annoyingly dominant. His lips were eager, his hands were insane and his tongue was out of this world.But still I had to be better in bed than him. This was the one thing I couldn’t lose. I felt my power slipping when he was eating me out. It was too fucking immaculate. He was handling me so well. My body was shaking pretty much the entire time he was between my thighs. As my orgasm rose up in me, I was literally pulsing against that perfect tongue of his.However, I didn't want to give Nathaniel the satistfaction of making me cum that fast. I did everything I could to hold off on my orgasm. I thought of mundane things and puppies and everything that was extremely unsexy.Nothing I did worked. Nathaniel wanted my orgasm too badly and was determined to give it to me. Feeling his fingers twist inside of me and his hand pinch my nipple along wi
*Willow*When I woke up the next morning I was confused. This was not in my room and someone’s arm was around me. I turned and saw Nathaniel fast asleep. Holy fuck, did I stay the night?!Nathaniel groaned and tightened his grip on me. I had to get out of here before he woke up and I would have to be faced with all that we did last night. Five fucking rounds of the best sex I had ever had in my life. I think I saw heaven last night at one point when Nathaniel was fucking me. I don’t think there was a single part of me that Nathaniel didn’t kiss. I guess I got my wish about his lips on every inch of me.So very slowly, I slid out of the bed and fell on the floor. I stayed there to make sure he was still asleep and then quietly got dressed. I couldn't find my shirt so I grabbed his and tiptoed to the door. As quickly and quietly as I could, I unlocked the door, opened it and then closed it. Success. I went to my door and pressed my forehead against it, trying to process what I had g
*Willow*“Did I do something wrong?” Orlando asked. “What do you mean?”“You didn’t call or text me this weekend at all.”“Oh…things were really chaotic at the mansion.” I said. “You sure that was it?”“Meaning?”“Look Joy mentioned to me that you told her you spent the night at my place on Friday. Obviously that wasn’t the case.” Orlando sighed. “Are you…seeing other guys?”“Orlando, come on. We’re not exclusive, babe.”“Because you don’t want to be. I do. I thought you said you liked me.”“I do!” I insisted. “But you’re fucking other guys? How many? I can handle it.”“Look, it was one guy…it meant nothing okay? It was just the heat of the moment and I didn’t want Joy to find out so I told her I was with you. I’m really sorry.”“Are you gonna keep seeing him?” Orlando questioned.“I don’t know. But I promise it’s not serious.” I said. “It was just sex.”Orlando leaned in close. “I want more than sex, Willow. I want you a-and I know I don’t seem serious or anything like that, but I
*Nathaniel*Well…that was interesting.“So what did you think?” Julian asked. “That was…kinda cool, I guess. I’m seeing a whole new side to you, honestly.”“What do you think the family would think of it?”“I’m sure they would eventually be able to wrap their minds around it, but you’re right. It’s definitely not the norm in the family.”“Thanks for coming man,” Julian hugged me. “It means a lot.”“Hey, your parents would still be really proud of you.” I smiled. “You ready to go?”“Actually I think Charlie said something about an afterparty. Wanna come?”“Uh, I think I’m gonna head home. Try not to stay out too late, huh?” I asked.“See ya.”On the drive home I thought about Julian’s predicament. I wondered what it would be like to be in Julian’s shoes. To realize that maybe the path you had been taking your entire life wasn’t for you. To feel like an outsider in your own family. I was only everything my parents wanted me to be. Smart, resourceful, charming. If I was anything other
*Willow*“Wait what?” I asked. “This is what I’ve been trying to tell you but you’ve been so busy with your boyfriend.”“So you actually want to find your biological parents? Why are you keeping that a secret? I mean do Skyler and Avery know?”“No…how can I tell them? I’m their entire world. I-I was their miracle. They would be so devastated if they found out I wanted to find out where I come from.”I guess that was pretty true.“There’s other people you could talk to,” I said. “I mean Grayson was adopted and so was EJ. Why not go to them?”“I’m scared they’ll tell my parents,” Levi sighed. “I just…this was something I thought I had to do on my own. I wanted to meet them before even telling the family just in case things went wrong…you know like Grayson’s dad.”Apparently when Grayson met his father, he didn’t want him at all. That might have had something to do with Grayson being a thirty year old man when that happened. His father already had a whole life without him. What if the
*Nathaniel*“So, what are you doing tonight?” Shauna whispered. “Hanging out with Willow.”“Are you lying to me?” “What? No, of course not.” I said. “I’m gonna be with Willow tonight.”“And if I asked her that…”“I imagine she would say the same thing.”I hoped she would. I mean we were supposed to be fucking tonight. Just like any other night. I couldn’t believe how easy it was to be with Willow. We even started watching movies in between rounds. It was kind of nice.“Then I’ll ask her.” Shauna said stubbornly. “Is something wrong?” I questioned. “I mean you knew I was taken when we started this.”“I know but I’m not used to being ignored, Nathaniel and I don’t like it when I am. So you better fix your relationship and start paying some attention to me.”She stomped over to Willow.“Trouble in paradise?” Julian whispered. “Even after how much you fuck her?”I sighed. “I gotta be honest with you, Julian. I’m…sleeping with another girl.”“What? Who is it?”“I can’t tell you, but it
*Nathaniel*Making Willow mad was no longer fun to me.She wouldn’t breathe in my direction the next morning. “Good morning,” I said hopefully.“Is it Nathaniel? A good morning? It’s a pretty shitty morning to me.” Willow snapped. Oh yeah, she was really pissed. “Sorry I said anything.”“You should be. Shut the fuck up.”“Woah, Willow!” Scarlett exclaimed. “Can we not curse in the morning?”“Can your brother not be such a fucking prick?!” Willow grabbed her mug and stalked out. “What did you do to her now?”“I was an asshole.” I muttered. “It’s just a habit.”“Maybe break that habit. Never forget that she’s Bianca Monroe’s daughter.”“And what does that mean?” “That she can hold a nasty grudge,” Grayson came up behind Scarlett and kissed her cheek. “Just like her sister can.”“Oh really?” Scarlett asked. “What I mean is I love you dearly, baby. Everyday with you is a beautiful dream.”“That’s what I thought. See you just have to be nice to Monroe girls and your life will be much
*Willow*I felt horrible that I had to leave early.I wouldn’t have, but Nathaniel being drunk enough to pass out was a pretty bad thing considering the genes he had. As Scarlett, Scott, and Gerald told him, addiction was in his blood.Scarlett drank, but always knew her limit and Gerald only drank wine and would never drink more than a bottle. Everyone in their family was so cautious.Nathaniel never really had been. I swear he thought he was immune to it or something.“Thank you,” I told the driver before hurrying out of the car.Nathaniel and Shauna were sitting on the curb. He kind of sounded like he was dry heaving. “Oh Willow, you’re here!” Shauna got up. “You called Willow?” Nathaniel slurred. “No…she doesn’t give a fuck about me.”“Nathaniel, how many drinks did you have?” I asked. “Only like nine.”“You only had seven at the bar,” Shauna pointed out. “I had two before. Just a little pregamey game.”“Oh my god.” I whispered. “Get up Nathaniel.”“Everything is spinning, Wil