She screams my name as she comes, and it's so hot that I don't want to hold back. I erupt inside of her,driving into her until I'm completely spent.
Breathing heavily, I lean my forehead against the wall with Willow trapped between my arms.
Her hands smooth up and down my naked chest. Steam rises off our bare skin in spiraling columns.
“That was fast,” she says, eyes flashing with laughter.
I narrow my eyes at her. “I got the job done, didn’t I?”
Then she pushes at my chest to give herself a little more breathing room. She zips herself up again.
“You can’t always control everything, Leo,” she says softly. “You know that, right?”
The moment has passed. We're back to business, back to the endless chess game that is my life.
“We can’t trust Belov. If he’s called this meeting, it’s bec
