Gannon growled and lifted her off of his lap, positioning her on the edge of the counter so that he could stand in front of her. He looked at her for a long moment before grasping the hem of her shirt and pulling it off over her head. He looked briefly nervous and Willow took his hands in hers again, guiding them around her back to the clasp of her bra. When he released it, she moved her arms forward to let the white satin slip off and drop to the floor. Gannon’s eyes fell to her bare flesh and roved across it hungrily, yet reverently. Finally, his mouth touched her breast and Willow moaned, arching into the touch. As he continued to kiss her breasts, Gannon slid his hands over her hips and grasped the sides of her pants and panties. He stepped back and eased them down her legs and off so that she was suddenly completely naked in front of him. His eyes moved across her body as if worshipping her and she felt her need for him spiraling up. She wanted him to be there with her, to feel everything, to experience what he had been missing for so long. He started to reach for her again, but she tenderly eased his hand away and brought hers to his belt.
Gannon met her eyes and she held them unwaveringly as she unfastened his pants and carefully undressed him. She let his pants and trunks fall to his feet so that he could kick them aside and finally there was nothing between them. Fully vulnerable and open to one another, she had never felt so confident and beautiful. Parting her legs on either side of him, she wrapped her hands around the backs of his thighs and gently pulled him forward so he stepped between her knees.
Willow slowed to let her hands explore his body. She stroked them across his strong, hard shoulders and down over his chest and onto the rippling plane of his stomach. She let her fingertips follow each muscle, not wanting a single one to go untouched. When her hands reached his hips, she let them follow the deep V of muscles on either side of his stomach, culminating in the trail of coarse hair that led down his belly and into the apex of his thighs. She could see Gannon’s face changing, a blend of emotion filling his eyes as he allowed her to touch him. Willow finally looked down to take in the entirety of his body and saw his beautiful cock standing so hard and strong it made Willow's mouth water. She indulged her craving for him by leaning forward and running the tip of her tongue slowly up the underside of his cock, feeling each ridge and vein as she went. Gannon's erection jumped slightly in response to her touch and he gasped.
Pleased and emboldened by his response, Willow parted her lips further and drew his erection in along her tongue until she held him completely within her mouth. She heard Gannon struggling to control his breath and felt one of his hands rest on her back and the other come against the back of her head. He groaned loudly and she took a moment to focus just on the sensitive tip of his erection, wrapping her hand firmly around the base of his shaft so she could withdraw him nearly all the way and suck just on the head before taking him in fully again. She concentrated on relaxing her mouth so that he could enter even further, letting him dip into her throat.
Gannon tensed at first, seeming to not know how to process the intensity of this new, intimate touch, but then relaxed into it. She felt him offering himself over to the instincts within him and being to gently thrust into her mouth. He guided her into a smooth rhythm with the hand on the back of her head and Willow delighted in the feeling of his discovery as she returned his worship. Suddenly he stopped her and withdrew from her mouth. She was instantly nervous, afraid that he was rethinking this all again and that he was going to run out of the greenhouse and away from her. Instead, though, he rested his hands to her hips and guided her around so that she lay on her back on the wooden counter. She watched as he climbed up onto the counter with her and rested himself over her, allowing their bodies to press against each other from their chests down to the tangle of their feet.
His skin felt luscious against hers as he stretched himself over her. Gannon looked at her with rich, velvety eyes that held unshakable desire, but he also seemed to hesitate, as nervous as he was enthralled by her. Willow knew this was her moment to show him how much she loved him and that nothing in his past, or hers, would change that. She wanted him to have no questions in his mind and no more space between them.
Lifting her hips just slightly, she let her body stroke against his. She was totally bare beneath him and she presented her body to him, completely open to his touch. Gannon growled and pulled back so that he could look down at her. He knelt over her hips and stroked his fingertips from the center of her chest down her stomach and onto her pubic bone.
Gannon used one knee to ease her thighs apart and then moved so that he was kneeling between them. She felt her leg slip off of the side of the counter, opening herself even more to him. His hand moved down her body again and finally he touched her. Willow was not expecting the intensity that shuddered through her when Gannon drew his finger up through her folds. He slowed then, taking several long moments to explore her body with his finger as he coaxed her into bright, sparkling awareness. She was wet and ready for him, the warmth spreading across her inner thighs as he traced the pad of his finger in slow, deep circles on her sensitive, swollen pearl that he had discovered.
Gannon sat up again, revealing an even harder erection that made her bite down on her bottom lip and whimper. She wanted to take his hands and guide them to her body again, ask him to touch her again, to let him make her come, and watch him lick the slickness from her body. But she didn’t want for this to just be about her. These moments were about both of them and she wanted to bring him with her, to show him, just as she had told him, what it was to give yourself fully to the person you love and accept that love from them in return.
Holding his gaze, she reached up and pressed one palm to the center of his chest so that she could feel his heart beating against it. The other hand slid down between her thighs and she let her fingers delve into her own body, mimicking the slow discovery he had performed on her moments before. She gathered her own hot silkiness onto her fingertips and sat up to touch him, wrapping her wet fingers around his shaft so she could glide her hand across it more easily. After a few moments, Willow leaned forward and opened her mouth to let the head of Gannon's cock slide onto her tongue as she stroked.
He was everything that she had always wanted, that she had craved with her mind and body, and she was ready to give into the intense emotions and need that she had felt from the first moment that she had seen him.
“I want more of you,” she whispered to him. “I want to hold you inside me.”
Gannon eased forward again so that he enveloped her and Willow felt the tip of his erection touch her opening. She pressed her thighs apart further, sweeping her leg up from where it dangled off the side of the counter so that she could wrap it over his hip. Gannon plunged forward, filling her suddenly and deliciously. He was thick and hard, and Willow cried out at the blissful intensity of their bodies melding into one. He fit within her with such perfection it was as if she was crafted specifically for him and finally she had discovered true completion.
There was incredible passion as his hips began to move, but no urgency. Instead, he moved within her in long, slow, intense strokes that allowed both of them to feel every inch of each other. His mouth found hers and they kissed languidly, unhurried and unconcerned with anything that was happening around them. The greenhouse offered them lush, beautiful privacy and the love between them made everything else inconsequential.
After some time, Gannon lifted up to prop on his hands, changing the angle that he was inside of her. The feeling intensified and he increased his speed, thrusting into her slightly harder and faster. Within seconds Willow’s walls contracted deliciously. The beautiful feeling only peaked further as Gannon began to grunt, his eyes closing as he gave himself over to the waves of pleasure that she knew were washing over him. He screamed out as he throbbed within her, spilling hot streams into her body that made her feel even more bonded to him, and trembled with the exertion of holding himself up through the powerful climax that had overtaken him. She struggled to
catch her breath, sounds like small sobs gasping from her throat. As he regained control of himself, Gannon rolled his hips slowly, riding out the last waves of his orgasm with her final tremors.
She reached up and wrapped her arms around him, guiding him down to stretch over her again. She cradled him close, her body pressing against his as she kissed him slowly, trying to allow the deliciously sweet, sweaty moment to linger on for as long as possible. Gannon's hands stroked along her hips and into the dip of her waist, pulling her against him so he could return her kiss passionately.
"I love you," he said when their lips parted.
Willow sighed happily at the sound of the words coming back to her after she had already said them. They had come, exactly as they were meant to, when she gave herself over with unwavering trust and offered herself to his trust as well. They were both ready now. Ready to move forward away from everything that was behind them, and ready to do it together.
To be continued…
Gannon & Willow's Story (Uoria Mates V Book 2) Page 6
