The Morning After

Willa’s POV:

“Oh my God,” I moaned, the sound muffled by the expensive pillow beneath my face. My back arched involuntarily as Killian drove into me, his cock a heavy, punishing weight that felt deep and unstoppable.

In the haze of the dream, his hands weren’t gentle. They gripped my thighs with a bruising pressure, spreading my legs wide so he could fuck me into the mattress like he owned ever