Chapter Thirty-Three

Willow's POV

I'm just so unbelievably hot right now. I have never felt such need and desire. I want to rip his clothes off and ride his rock hard dick right here in the kitchen. The thought of it alone is making me wet.

I can feel him trying to reign it in, to control himself, but I want him to lose control with me. I want to feel him on every inch of my skin and more so inside of me. My core is slick and painfully throbbing with my need for him.

I break my kiss and leave a trail of them down his neck where I lick and tease the mark he now wore showing that he is mine.

"I want you," I whisper in his ear before I draw his bottom lobe in my mouth, pulling a low and seductive growl from his throat.

His hand grip my ass harder and he rubs my pussy against the rough material of his jeans so I could feel how hard he is for me. I reach my hands between our bodies and begin to unfasten the button of his jeans.

His hand stops mine for a second, "Someone could walk in."

I shrug, "Let them."

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