“Quit ordering me around.”
Before Lucky could move, Willa’s feet came off the bed, kicking him in the stomach. Lucky took the unexpected punch in his gut, releasing his breath in a whoosh of air.
Willa began laughing, and Lucky lost what restraint he had been holding onto. Before Willa could understand what was happening, Lucky lifted her up, flipping her over his knees. Then his hand came down on her jean-covered ass.
“You can’t spank me!” Willa screeched.
“Watch me!” Lucky said, his hand swatting her ass again.
Despite himself, he couldn’t help letting his hand linger on her luscious ass, but a sudden pain in his thigh had him nearly dropping her on the floor.
“Stop biting me, you little hellcat.” Lucky hastily tossed her back onto the bed before she could bite him again.
“Moon would never spank me!”
“Here’s something else that son of a bitch isn’t going to do.”
Before she could open her mouth and make him even madder, Lucky trapped her mouth under his, his tongue taking advantage and slipping inside her warm mouth before she could react.
Being smarter this time, his hand held her face, making sure she wouldn’t use those vicious teeth on him again. He didn’t need to be worried, though. Willa melted underneath him, opening her mouth wider as her arms slipped around his waist.
Lucky broke the kiss.
“Damn, woman, what did you drink?”
“I just had some lemonade.”
“You don’t taste like lemonade.”
“What do I taste like?”
“Fire. You taste like fire.” Lucky groaned, lowering his mouth to catch hers again.
Every promise he had made himself dissolved with his will power. Willa’s kiss drove all the other kisses he had ever experienced out of his mind, replacing them with only hers. The soft lips under his trembled as they returned the pressure of his shyly until he took control, showing her what he wanted.
“Like this, siren.” Lucky’s tongue traced her bottom lip.
Tentatively, Willa licked his before entering his mouth to search his. Her timid efforts had his hand going behind her knee, lifting her thigh so he could notch his dick against her pussy. The jeans separating them were the only thing that kept him from sinking his cock into her.
He groaned when she lifted her hips, grinding her pussy on him.
“Did I hurt you?” Willa whispered.
“Every time I look at you,” Lucky confessed as his trembling hand turned her face so her mouth came back to his.
All the desire he had hidden from Willa escaped him in a moment of weakness. In the photo booth, he had stormed her defenses, not giving her a chance to respond. Now, he took his time, teaching her how to kiss.
Her hands glided underneath his T-shirt, exploring the skin of his back in small, fluttering touches as if it was the first time she had touched a man, and his defenses against her crumbled even more. He unbuttoned the blue blouse, letting it fall to her sides. Then his hands unclasped the blue, lacy bra, and it sprung open, displaying her breasts. Lucky would never forget the first time he saw her body. It was golden in the lamplight, her large breasts the size men fantasized about and women had breast implants to achieve.
His hand squeezed the soft flesh, lifting the rosy nipple to his lips. Tenderly, he brushed his mouth over the nipple.
“I’ve died and gone to Heaven.” Willa’s pussy ground harder against him.
Lucky pressed down harder, rocking his cock against the seam of her jeans. His mouth then lazily wandered to her other breast, sucking the nipple into his mouth and twirling his tongue across the hardening tip.
Willa clutched his back harder, her nails digging in like small daggers. He shuddered, barely able to hold back from coming, and Willa tautened under him. Less experienced than him, she wasn’t able to hold back the climax he had barely managed to avoid.
“Dean!”
Lucky stiffened over her, his name returning him to reason. Tearing himself away from her, he stood next to the bed, trying to catch his breath.
“Lucky? What’s wrong?” Willa’s eyes were filled with confusion, making Lucky feel even worse for starting what he knew would lead them both down a path there would be no returning from.
“I need to get the hell out of here.” Unfilled desire made his voice unintentionally harsh.
“Did I do something wrong?”
Lucky stopped with his back to her. “I can’t do this, Willa.” He couldn’t place her in anymore danger than she was already in with their fake engagement.
“Okay. I understand.” The unshed tears in her voice had him rushing from the bedroom, slamming the door behind him as he went into his room.