Willow pov
Tate kissing her set her whole body ablaze and it had been so long since anyone had touched her this way. Tate had always touched her lovingly, never with want or desire. He ran his hurt arm over her breast and the other over her bottom.
“Tate,” she breathed out when he pulled away from her mouth to pepper kisses on her throat. He let out a groan and Willow worried she hurt him.
“Are you okay? Did I hurt your shoulder?” Tate shook his head negative,
“No, but I need your help with something,” Tate said with a smirk and lifted his hips showcasing the tent in the sheets. Willow’s mouth opened and closed as it was definitely bigger than she remembered. Tate let out a chuckle and gave her a quick kiss,
“Go lock the door and grab a condom from my wallet.” Willow blushed but did
