"Oh my sweet angel, did you really think I was going to give it to you so easily? Anyways, when I let you cum, it's going to be from my cock, not my fingers."
Willow never expected to escape from her own personal hell, but now shes experiencing her...
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"Who the hell are these two mountains?" I ask looking to my angel as they follow her into the house, "Marco, Milo" She huffs looking at them both, Dimitri had called me a few days ago to tell me that I needed bodyguards to follow us at all times since some sick prick was sending shit to my angel.
I didn't realise that he had hired monsters.
"Good to meet you" One speaks, the other just nods. "Milos the nice one, Marco is a human statue" Willow sighs looking at them both, "Can't you guys like, stand outside the house? It's already crowded as fuck with Rocko here" She groans rolling her eyes, you'd think she hated Rocko with the way that she spoke about him, but she disclosed to me a few days after meeting him that she enjoys his company, it reminds her of her brothers.
"Fine" Milo, I assume speaks, "My men are outside too" I nod as they exit, I close and lock the front door behind me before pulling her into my embrace, I hold her tight as we stand in silence, it's quiet... too quiet.
"This is nice" She hums happily before we're interrupted "Oh! Hey boss lady!" Rocko yells from behind us, I swear this man doesn't know what control your volume means.
"Rocko fuck off, this is the last night I get with my man until Wesley kidnaps him" Willow snaps, I open my eyes to see Rocko holding his hands up in defeat "Woah boss lady, no need to get shitty with me, I'm just about to leave" He smiles before fixing the watch on his wrist.
"Thank god" I hear Willow mumble into my chest and I can't hold in the chuckle, "Wow, feeling the love guys" Rocko mumbles under his breath, "Anyway, I'll be back tomorrow morning. Make some babies, or don't, just don't be in a shitty mood when I get back" He smirks, I feel Willow try to wriggle out of my embrace to I assume fight him so I hold her tighter, "Get out before I let her beat your ass".
Rocko smiles before scurrying out the front door quickly, I lock the front door again, and finally, we are alone.
I let go of Willow and tilt her head up to mine, I can see hurt in her eyes even if the rest of her face hides it "Don't be sad my baby" I pout, "I don't want you to go, I was robbed the past three weeks of your attention" She pouts to match mine, this makes me smile, she looks so cute.
"Well, you have all my attention tonight hmm?" I wink, this seems to make her happier, but the sadness still lingers in her eyes, my heart hurts to think I'm the reason she's sad.
"I'm sorry angel" I sigh, which makes her pout more "It's not your fault, it's your job, I just need to put my big girl pants on and get over it", She gets on her tippy toes and places a soft kiss on my lips, I'll never get sick of feeling them on me.
"Let's make the most of it hm?" She smiles, I nod my head, "What do you want to do?" I ask as I take her hand in mine, "Can we just cuddle in bed and watch TV?" She asks looking up at me, "Anything for you angel".
Willow walked into the bathroom as I got comfortable in bed, my mind couldn't stop racing trying to figure out if her stalker was as deranged as Dimitri made them out to be, or if he was just being a protective father.
I'm dragged out of my thoughts as Willow emerges from the bathroom wearing one of my shirts, fuck, she looks so good in my clothes.
I feel my cock twitch at the sight, not now boy, later, but not now.
Willow climbs onto the bed and under the covers before cuddling into my chest, we talk as the TV plays quietly in the background, my fingers aimlessly tracing the skin under her shirt, slowly going over each bump in her spine before trailing back down to her ass cheek.
We talk about my schedule for the next week, "You promise to call me when you can?" She asks looking up at me, a soft smile falls on my lips "Of course baby" I reply kissing her forehead, this seems to appease her as she happily lays her head back on my chest.
"Do you ever have the feeling of impending doom?" She asks randomly, I look down at her confused by her random statement but I know the feeling she is talking about as I feel the same thing, "What do you mean angel?" I ask closely looking at her face "For the past week I've just had this feeling of impending doom, like my world is going to come crashing down around me. I've tried to brush it off and push it down but it keeps coming back" She explains.
I know she has panic attacks, and that she hasn't had one in a while, "Maybe it's your anxiety trying to break through? You haven't had a panic attack in a while, maybe it's one slowly making it's way out?" I question, she nods her head "Yeah maybe".
"Nothing bads going to happen to angel, you've got two mountains following your every move not to mention, my men, and your father, and brothers" I remind her, she chuckles to herself as I list people off to her, "You're right, I've got an army tracking my every step" She somewhat jokes.
We stare at each other for what feels like minutes until I break, I can't hold myself back anymore, if I'm not going to be able to touch her, feel her, fuck her, for a week, I'm sure as fucking going to make tonight worthwhile.
Pulling her face to mine I kiss her deeply and pull her into my arms.
I pause grabbing the hem of the shirt pulling it off of her with ease, goosebumps lace her delicate skin as the cold air in the room greets it, I toss the shirt somewhere to the side still maintaining eye contact with her, her blush creeps from her cheeks down to her chest, I love how sensitive she is for me, only me.
I let my eyes roam over her, shes perfection, she's real, and raw, and all mine, flipping us over I hover over her body as she looks up at me, with those damn eyes of hers, silently begging, begging to be touched, loved, begging for anything. I fucking love to watch her beg.
I reach out slowly with one of my hands to grab a nipple between my thumb and index finger, rolling them, I see her mouth open and hear a low moan escape. Pinching harder elicits a squeal of pleasure. Looking into her eyes, I squeeze them harder this time, causing her to draw in a deep breath.
She meets and holds my gaze; she knows there will be pain tonight, pain and pleasure in varying combinations. Pain and pleasure which will end in a massive climax, but only if she is good and does exactly what I ask.
