William (The Valentines) - By Sam Crescent Page 0,14

he kissed her.

Her lips were plump beneath his harder ones. She gasped, opening up, giving him access to her vulnerable mouth. He tasted her, absorbing her delicious scent and the delicate beauty that was his Katie.

His witch—his woman—and no one was going to take her from him.

She brought her arms up and held him. He loved having her arms around him and holding her. He wanted this in the real world. But he was thankful for the moments he had with her. Even though it was in a dream, at least she was in his arms.

Their tongues danced together, tasting and touching. He moved past her lips, down her cheek, until he was laying kisses along her collarbone, inhaling her.

It was torture knowing she was here yet not here—but it gave him hope. At least she was still alive.

“Promise me you’ll fight, no matter what, you’ll hold on and you’ll wait for me. I’m coming for you, Katie. I promise.” His voice was fierce.

She nodded, licking her lips.

He groaned, a pulse of arousal making his dick harden, the response delighting him, as he’d given up hope of desiring anyone but Emma.

“Do you promise, if I stay alive and fight, that when you find me you’ll take me to your house…and to your bed?” She gave him a saucy smile through her tears.

William growled, giving her another fierce kiss.

“Is that all you can think about, sex?” he asked, his voice teasing.

“I’ve never had it, and now it’s like an obsession. I want to feel it with you. For you to be my first. Please, promise me,” she begged.

“I promise that I’ll take you to bed, and more.”

“More?”

He nodded. “I’ll make you my wife.”

Katie sucked in a breath, looking at him with wonder and, he hoped to God, with love.

“Really?”

“I promise. A real wedding.”

She threw her arms round him, laughing, giggling and finally happy with life.

William caught her head between his hands, the need to possess her plump lips driving him to distraction.

“What are you doing?” she whispered. He saw the shock but also the glimmer of excitement in her eyes.

“Giving you a taste of what’s to come,” he said.

Her eyes closed and William took her lips, plunging his tongue deeper into her mouth. He wished with all of his soul that he could be plunging his dick inside her pussy, to show her how much he desired and loved her. His hands moved down past her neck to the straps of her dress on her shoulders. Slowly, William eased the straps down, exposing her full breasts to his view.

He pulled away and gazed at the perfection of her mounds. William wanted to suck and taste her. To have her writhing underneath his hands in pleasure.

“I can’t breathe,” she said. William smiled. He knew how she felt. The pulse of pleasure was affecting him as well.

He knelt down on the ground before her and took the rest of the dress with him. Her chest heaved with each deeply indrawn breath she took. She looked like perfection. Firm, round tits he could suck on all night, rounded hips and a small waist. A thatch of hair covered her pussy. Everything about her was addictive. William felt like he was worshipping at her feet.

“Come,” he said. “Sit with me.”

Katie, naked, knelt within his arms. William laid her on the ground.

“You’re still dressed,” she said.

“This isn’t about me. I’m going to give you so much pleasure you’ll be begging for me to fuck you by the time I get to you,” he promised.

“What if you don’t find me?” she asked. He grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him.

“Nothing will keep me away from you. You’re mine, Katie.” His hands went to the apex of her thighs. Her gasp and widened eyes made William chuckle. The only way to distract her was to use her innocent body against her. He slid his finger between her molten folds with such ease that it delighted him. William wanted to drink from her, to taste her essence on his tongue.

“When I get you into my bed, I’m going to kiss every inch of your body.” He stopped and pressed his lips against her neck. Her body shook beneath his touch and he pulled his fingers from her glistening cunt. William wanted to give her everything. “I’ll drink from you and bring you to climax over and over again. When you’re in my arms I’ll want to see nothing but the beautiful, aroused flush of your skin.”

He