Chapter 1: Sunrise Sparks
The golden light of a lazy Saturday morning spilled through the sheer curtains of Willow and Carter’s bedroom, casting a warm glow over their tangled sheets. Willow, a fiery brunette with a sharp tongue and sharper wit, stretched languidly, her toned body arching like a cat in the sun. Carter, her husband of five years, lay beside her, his dark hair mussed and his hazel eyes already glinting with mischief as he watched her.
‘Damn, woman, you look like a goddess even with bedhead,’ Carter drawled, his voice rough with sleep and something hungrier. He propped himself on an elbow, his gaze trailing down her curves, barely covered by the thin tank top she’d slept in.
Willow smirked, rolling onto her side to face him, her green eyes flashing. ‘Flattery won’t get you anywhere, babe. I’m still half-asleep. You’re gonna have to work for it.’
‘Oh, I’m up for the challenge,’ Carter shot back, a wicked grin spreading across his face. He reached out, his fingers brushing the bare skin of her thigh, sending a shiver through her. ‘Question is, are you?’
She raised an eyebrow, her voice dripping with playful scorn. ‘Please, I could outlast you any day. Don’t start something you can’t finish, Carter.’
His hand slid higher, teasing the edge of her shorts, and he leaned in, his breath hot against her ear. ‘Sweetheart, I’ve got all morning to prove you wrong.’
Willow’s laugh was low and throaty, but her body betrayed her, pressing closer to his touch. ‘Big talk for a man who’s still in bed. Show me what you’ve got, or I’m going back to sleep.’
That was all the invitation Carter needed. In a swift move, he rolled on top of her, pinning her wrists above her head with one hand while the other slipped beneath her tank top, grazing the underside of her breast. ‘Still sleepy?’ he teased, his lips hovering just above hers.
‘Not anymore,’ she purred, her hips bucking up to meet his, feeling the hard evidence of his arousal pressing against her. ‘But you’re gonna have to do better than that if you want me dripping for you.’
Carter’s grin turned feral. ‘Oh, I plan to.’ He captured her mouth in a searing kiss, all teeth and tongue, as his free hand roamed lower, slipping beneath the waistband of her shorts. Willow gasped into the kiss, her body arching as his fingers found her already wet, teasing her with slow, deliberate strokes.
‘Fuck, Carter,’ she breathed, breaking the kiss to glare at him, though her eyes were dark with lust. ‘You’re such a tease. Get on with it before I flip you over and take what I want.’
‘Patience, babe,’ he growled, his voice thick with need. ‘I’m just getting started.’ He yanked her shorts down in one rough tug, exposing her to the cool morning air, and she smirked at the hunger in his eyes as he took in the sight of her. His cock strained against his boxers, and Willow’s gaze flicked down, her lips curling into a taunt.
‘Looks like you’re as horny as I am,’ she said, her voice a challenge. ‘So what are you waiting for? I’m not getting any less wet here.’
Carter didn’t need to be told twice. He shed his boxers in record time, his hard length springing free, and positioned himself between her thighs. The air between them crackled with heat, their bodies already sweating with anticipation. Willow wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer, her nails digging into his shoulders.
‘Don’t hold back,’ she warned, her voice a sultry command. ‘I want everything.’
And as Carter thrust into her, filling her completely, their shared gasp echoed through the room, a promise of the explosive morning rounds to come.
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