Lucky's Choice
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Willa turned on her heel, intending to run back into her bedroom, but she crashed into Lucky’s chest, instead.
“Caught you.” He grinned, taking in her embarrassment and Moon sitting there, gaping.
“Anything I can do to help?” Moon’s gruff voice had Willa pressing her breasts harder against Lucky.
She leaned back against the wall next to the washer and dryer so her back was to Moon.
“Yeah, you can tell Lily to ride into town with Ginny. Willa’s going to be late.”
“Anything else?”
Willa’s eyes widened when Lucky’s hand went to the washer where clothes were neatly stacked. Willa had seen Winter folding them last night. She had bought a new outfit and was washing it, and the scissors she had used to cut the tags off were still sitting there. He grasped the scissors and Willa swallowed hard, wondering what he was—
The sudden release of her bra answered her question. He had cut her bra off.
Willa opened her mouth to yell at him then found his mouth on hers, and the passionate kiss had her hands going to his hair.
Lucky leaned his head back, taking his mouth away. “No, that’s all I need from you, brother.”
As Lucky turned, keeping his arms around her so she was out of Moon’s sight in the hallway, Willa stared at her husband, trying to catch her breath. The feel of the cold metal on her back and Lucky’s mouth on hers had awakened a primitive reaction to danger. His naked body covered in tattoos combined with the ruthlessness on his face made Willa run without caring who watched.
Lucky’s laugh didn’t sound good-natured; it sounded sinister, strumming her already-spiked desire. She ran into the bedroom, tossing her ruined bra onto the floor. Then she turned around, gasping as Lucky slammed the bedroom door.
“You’re going to buy me a new bra!”
“Okay.” He took a step closer.
The bathroom was only a few feet away, and her feet edged in that direction.
“It’s not going to be on sale, either. I’m going to buy the most expensive one in the store,” Willa taunted.
“I don’t give a fuck how expensive it is. Just make sure it’s red. It’s my favorite color.”
When Lucky’s body tautened, as if he was about to spring at her, Willa felt like a rabbit in front of a panther.
“Good girls don’t wear red.” Willa shook her head. “It raises lust in men.”
“It sure as fuck does in me.”
She pretended to run to the bathroom, but she immediately felt Lucky’s breath on the back of her neck since he was so close. Feinting left, she ran to the bed and jumped on it then sat on her knees as she laughed up at Lucky.
“Got ya!”
Lucky reached out, pushing her until she toppled over.
“Nope, I’ve got you.” Lucky unsnapped her jeans, tugging them off. “When I get done fucking you, you’ll be a size fourteen,” he boasted.
“Your dick doesn’t have that kind of staying power!” Willa’s laughter was released in a gasp as Lucky threw himself on her.
“My wife said her first dirty joke.”
“I did not!” Willa yelled
“You said dick! That’s a bad word! I’m telling.” Lucky rolled off her to lie on his back, staring up at the ceiling.
“Oh, Lord, forgive her. She spoke a four-letter wor—”
Willa rose over him, placing a hand over his mouth. “Are you going to be good? I’m not letting you go until you promise—” Willa’s teasing broke off at the narrowed-eye stare focused on her. In the next instant, she was flipped onto her stomach with his hands on her wrists, pinning them to the pillows beside her head.
With his mouth to her ear, he said, “Are you going to be good for me?”
Willa’s humor disappeared as Lucky used his knee to spread her legs. Then his naked stomach pressed into her ass, and her hands clenched the pillows.
“Yes.”
“Lift your ass.”
Lucky lifted himself off her, releasing her wrists. When she started to lift herself on to her elbows, his hand on her back stopped her.
“Just that ass.”
Willa burrowed her face in the pillow, wanting to scream at him to hurry up. Lucky was merciless in making her wait for his cock.
He placed tender kisses against her back. “One day, when you’re being really bad, I’m going to spank you with my knife.” His hand smoothed over the flesh of one of her ass cheeks.
The thought sent a tingle of anticipation through her. Every now and then when they were having sex, he would smack her ass. At first, it would always startle her out of the mood, but then she had gradually grown to like the sting of pain.
Willa was a firm believer in fulfilling her husband’s needs, especially if she benefited with the mind-numbing pleasure he gave her in return.
Lucky reached over to the nightstand. Willa turned her head to the side to see what he was reaching for, and her heart skipped a beat when she saw him pull a leather case out of the drawer. Once he untied the leather cord, flipping the pouch open, she watched as his finger played over the different assortment of knives, going for the least dangerous one in the pouch. It didn’t even look like a knife; it looked like a pearl-handled letter opener.
“Trust, trust, trust,” Willa murmured into the pillow.
“What did you say?”
“Nothing,” Willa muttered.
She felt the smooth, pearl handle trace a line down her back, glide over her butt cheek, and then she felt the handle rub against her clit. Gently, he rotated it against her clit until she was begging him to make love to her.
“What did you say? I can’t hear you,” he taunted.
“Lucky, please, I need you inside me.”
Lucky laid the letter opener back on the nightstand before placing his cock at her opening. At the same time he thrust his dick inside of her, the palm of his hand came down on her ass. Willa bit her fist to keep from screaming, not wanting Moon to hear if he was still in the other room.
She wanted Lucky to go faster, his movements so slow she felt every ridge on his cock. Unable to take it any longer, she thrust her ass back at him, only to have his hand smack her other ass cheek.
“I need you to go faster,” Willa mumbled.
“Then ask me nicely.”
“Please, please…”
His cock plunged to the hilt in one stroke then slid back out of her pussy. Then he began moving so fast his movements started to ignite her into a frenzy.
She rocked back and forth as he moved, driving him higher inside of her. If she slowed down, his hand would give another smack. Her skin began to get sensitive, so each time his stomach brushed her ass, it made her pussy clench on his cock.
It wasn’t long before her pussy began to spasm as her orgasm hit her in a rush. She wasn’t even aware she was screaming his name until he placed his lips at her ear.
“Siren, you’re calling me.” He buried his face in her neck as his own climax hit.
Willa collapsed on the bed with his weight on top of her. “Lucky?”
“Caught you.” He grinned, taking in her embarrassment and Moon sitting there, gaping.
“Anything I can do to help?” Moon’s gruff voice had Willa pressing her breasts harder against Lucky.
She leaned back against the wall next to the washer and dryer so her back was to Moon.
“Yeah, you can tell Lily to ride into town with Ginny. Willa’s going to be late.”
“Anything else?”
Willa’s eyes widened when Lucky’s hand went to the washer where clothes were neatly stacked. Willa had seen Winter folding them last night. She had bought a new outfit and was washing it, and the scissors she had used to cut the tags off were still sitting there. He grasped the scissors and Willa swallowed hard, wondering what he was—
The sudden release of her bra answered her question. He had cut her bra off.
Willa opened her mouth to yell at him then found his mouth on hers, and the passionate kiss had her hands going to his hair.
Lucky leaned his head back, taking his mouth away. “No, that’s all I need from you, brother.”
As Lucky turned, keeping his arms around her so she was out of Moon’s sight in the hallway, Willa stared at her husband, trying to catch her breath. The feel of the cold metal on her back and Lucky’s mouth on hers had awakened a primitive reaction to danger. His naked body covered in tattoos combined with the ruthlessness on his face made Willa run without caring who watched.
Lucky’s laugh didn’t sound good-natured; it sounded sinister, strumming her already-spiked desire. She ran into the bedroom, tossing her ruined bra onto the floor. Then she turned around, gasping as Lucky slammed the bedroom door.
“You’re going to buy me a new bra!”
“Okay.” He took a step closer.
The bathroom was only a few feet away, and her feet edged in that direction.
“It’s not going to be on sale, either. I’m going to buy the most expensive one in the store,” Willa taunted.
“I don’t give a fuck how expensive it is. Just make sure it’s red. It’s my favorite color.”
When Lucky’s body tautened, as if he was about to spring at her, Willa felt like a rabbit in front of a panther.
“Good girls don’t wear red.” Willa shook her head. “It raises lust in men.”
“It sure as fuck does in me.”
She pretended to run to the bathroom, but she immediately felt Lucky’s breath on the back of her neck since he was so close. Feinting left, she ran to the bed and jumped on it then sat on her knees as she laughed up at Lucky.
“Got ya!”
Lucky reached out, pushing her until she toppled over.
“Nope, I’ve got you.” Lucky unsnapped her jeans, tugging them off. “When I get done fucking you, you’ll be a size fourteen,” he boasted.
“Your dick doesn’t have that kind of staying power!” Willa’s laughter was released in a gasp as Lucky threw himself on her.
“My wife said her first dirty joke.”
“I did not!” Willa yelled
“You said dick! That’s a bad word! I’m telling.” Lucky rolled off her to lie on his back, staring up at the ceiling.
“Oh, Lord, forgive her. She spoke a four-letter wor—”
Willa rose over him, placing a hand over his mouth. “Are you going to be good? I’m not letting you go until you promise—” Willa’s teasing broke off at the narrowed-eye stare focused on her. In the next instant, she was flipped onto her stomach with his hands on her wrists, pinning them to the pillows beside her head.
With his mouth to her ear, he said, “Are you going to be good for me?”
Willa’s humor disappeared as Lucky used his knee to spread her legs. Then his naked stomach pressed into her ass, and her hands clenched the pillows.
“Yes.”
“Lift your ass.”
Lucky lifted himself off her, releasing her wrists. When she started to lift herself on to her elbows, his hand on her back stopped her.
“Just that ass.”
Willa burrowed her face in the pillow, wanting to scream at him to hurry up. Lucky was merciless in making her wait for his cock.
He placed tender kisses against her back. “One day, when you’re being really bad, I’m going to spank you with my knife.” His hand smoothed over the flesh of one of her ass cheeks.
The thought sent a tingle of anticipation through her. Every now and then when they were having sex, he would smack her ass. At first, it would always startle her out of the mood, but then she had gradually grown to like the sting of pain.
Willa was a firm believer in fulfilling her husband’s needs, especially if she benefited with the mind-numbing pleasure he gave her in return.
Lucky reached over to the nightstand. Willa turned her head to the side to see what he was reaching for, and her heart skipped a beat when she saw him pull a leather case out of the drawer. Once he untied the leather cord, flipping the pouch open, she watched as his finger played over the different assortment of knives, going for the least dangerous one in the pouch. It didn’t even look like a knife; it looked like a pearl-handled letter opener.
“Trust, trust, trust,” Willa murmured into the pillow.
“What did you say?”
“Nothing,” Willa muttered.
She felt the smooth, pearl handle trace a line down her back, glide over her butt cheek, and then she felt the handle rub against her clit. Gently, he rotated it against her clit until she was begging him to make love to her.
“What did you say? I can’t hear you,” he taunted.
“Lucky, please, I need you inside me.”
Lucky laid the letter opener back on the nightstand before placing his cock at her opening. At the same time he thrust his dick inside of her, the palm of his hand came down on her ass. Willa bit her fist to keep from screaming, not wanting Moon to hear if he was still in the other room.
She wanted Lucky to go faster, his movements so slow she felt every ridge on his cock. Unable to take it any longer, she thrust her ass back at him, only to have his hand smack her other ass cheek.
“I need you to go faster,” Willa mumbled.
“Then ask me nicely.”
“Please, please…”
His cock plunged to the hilt in one stroke then slid back out of her pussy. Then he began moving so fast his movements started to ignite her into a frenzy.
She rocked back and forth as he moved, driving him higher inside of her. If she slowed down, his hand would give another smack. Her skin began to get sensitive, so each time his stomach brushed her ass, it made her pussy clench on his cock.
It wasn’t long before her pussy began to spasm as her orgasm hit her in a rush. She wasn’t even aware she was screaming his name until he placed his lips at her ear.
“Siren, you’re calling me.” He buried his face in her neck as his own climax hit.
Willa collapsed on the bed with his weight on top of her. “Lucky?”
