Rihanna and Some willie

The climax

He paused for a moment, taking in the sight of her below him. She looked beautiful, her hair spread out around her face, her eyes looking up at him with a mixture of anticipation and trust.

Unable to wait any longer, Willie pushed himself into her, eliciting a soft gasp from her mouth. The sensation was overwhelming, and he couldn't help the guttural moan that

escaped his lips.

At first, he tried to be gentle, but the need and desire coursing through his body made it difficult to maintain control.

He moved his hips, pushing himself deeper into her, trying to get as close to her as possible. She let out a low moan, her hands gripping his

They continued to move together, their bodies finding a rhythm that brought them both pleasure. Willie watched her face as they moved, taking in the way her expressions shifted and changed with each movement.

She met his gaze, her eyes dark with desire, and he felt a surge of something deeper than just physical pleasure. He cared for her deeply, and he hoped that she could feel it in every

He leaned down, his lips moving to her neck, his breath warm on her skin. "You're so beautiful," he whispered, his voice rough with emotion.

She let out a soft sigh, her hands moving to his hair, her fingers tangling in the strands.

They stayed like that for a moment, caught up in the moment and the sensations they were experiencing. Then, Willie lifted his head, his gaze meeting hers once again.

"I'm so glad you invited me over," he said, his voice low and intimate.

Rihanna  smiled up at him, her fingers tracing a pattern on his back. "I'm glad you came," she said, her eyes sparkling with happiness.

Willie felt a flutter in his chest at her words. It was a small thing, but it meant so much to him. He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead, her cheek, and then her lips.

They kissed for a moment, their lips moving together in a slow and gentle rhythm. Finally, Willie pulled back, resting his forehead against hers.

"I don't want to go," he whispered, his voice full of regret.

Rihannas hand found its way to his cheek, her touch gentle and comforting. "You don't have to go just yet," she said softly. "You can stay a little longer."

Willie lifted his head, looking down at her in surprise. "Really?" he asked, his heart quickening in his chest.