when worlds collide [george russell]

Chapter 29

 As George walked into the bedroom backwards, pushing through the slightly opened door with his back, with Willow on his arms, they both had to laugh as he hit her feet against the doorframe lightly.

"Oh shit, sorry!" he said, but to his relief Willow only giggled, so it didn't seem like he really hurt her.

They hadn't had sex in over a month and the last few times they had been intimate, they had both been under the influence of enough wine to make a lightweight end up in a hospital. Both sober this time, Willow couldn't wait to experience the pleasure George was about to make her feel with the clearest mind she could possibly have.

Right in front of the bed, George let go of her legs so she could stand up, while his other hand remained on her back and pulled her close. They continued kissing, just as passionately as they had downstairs. While their lips joined together and tongues slipped from one mouth to the other, George slowly grazed his fingers up and down Willows arms. As his hands reached hers, he grabbed them and guided them up to his neck, where she wrapped one arm around his shoulders and moved the other to his head, gently curling her fingers through his hair.

George moved his right hand to the side of her neck, where he caressed the soft skin on her cheek with his thumb, before moving his thumb under her chin, pushing it up and to the side, thereby exposing the left side of her neck for him to kiss after pulling away from her mouth, making her frown for a second until she felt the wet kisses on her neck. 

He left a small mark on the side of her neck before grabbing the hem of her shirt and pulling it over her head - quickly, to make the interruption of their bodies intertwining as short as possible. After he had thrown the for now useless piece of fabric to the side, his hands returned to her waist, squeezing it and pulling her into his chest as though he couldn't have her close enough. 

He desperately wanted to feel her skin on his, so after another kiss, where he made Willow arch her back so much because he kept diving deeper into the kiss, he pulled his crewneck sweater, which he had already gotten quite hot under, over his head and with it the shirt he was wearing underneath.

With his hair all messed up, he looked down at Willow, who had her eyes fixed on his face. Both of their chests moved up and down rather fast and they could both already feel their hearts beating far more below than where they were anatomically situated.

George felt the throbbing between his legs grow with each second, but before we would allow himself a release, he first wanted to pleasure Willow, so he kept walking towards her, forcing her backwards until she fell onto the bed, where he was quick to hover over her.

Before he could even attempt his next move, Willow had her hands on the waistband of his pants, opening the button as well as the zipper, making Georges excitement almost hit the roof. He quickly grabbed her hands to stop her, making her slightly insecure as she expressed in what she said next.

"Oh.. did you not want me to..?" she said a bit confused.

"No, no, no. It's all good, but I want you to lean back and just enjoy. Let me take care of you first and then we can..." George didn't even have to finish his sentence. Willow was already nodding and digging into the pillows behind her, awaiting his next move. 

He took that as his sign to get to work and so he did. Starting from her neck he worked his way down her body with gentle kisses, capturing a piece of skin with his teeth from time to time. Already an assuring amount of tiny whimpers and heavy breathing made him eager to continue. 

As he reached the waistband of her ripped light-washed boyfriend jeans, he removed his hands from her boobs to open her pants and slide them down her legs. He continued by kissing around the edge of her panties, teasing her until he felt his erection growing, making him move further, because he knew he himself couldn't hold it for much longer.

Willow was already arching her back and pushing her hips forward as he kissed around her lips after he had removed her underwear with his teeth. He finally put an end to the teasing by parting her lips with his tongue until he arrived at her clit, which he slowly circled while two fingers entered her. Willow let out several whines and was gasping for air as she neared her first orgasm of the night, while George switched between sucking and pressing against her clit with his mouth. 

Willow pressed her hips even more towards George until she reached the highest point of pleasure and then felt the sudden calmness cover her whole body as she relaxed all of her muscles again and let out a big breath. 

She was still breathing heavy and her pulse was racing as she laid there with her legs spread, taking it all in, while George took off his pants and boxers.

As she sloppily moved her hand over her face to get the sweaty hair out of the way, George returned to hovering over her. He had his hands next to her shoulders so his face was right above hers. 

The sight of her with her cheeks flushed red and a single strand of hair stuck to her sweaty forehead was arguably the most beautiful thing in the world to him. George had to chuckle as she let out another exhausted sigh, eventually making her chuckle as well. 

"You liked that?" he asked between breaths, since he was quite out of it as well.

"Very much so" was the only thing she managed to answer before George lowered himself down and pressed a kiss on her lips.

"Ready?" he asked as he pulled away once more.

"More than anything" Willow brought over her lips before George lowered his hips and pushed inside her, starting off with slow thrusts, making her moan into his ear right from the start.