Chapter 588: Sudden Urge

𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝟏𝟖+

Willow was extremely annoyed with Oric's response. He was so understanding of her feelings that she hated it, and she now understood why Mina was swayed by the man. She knew that her friend had taken steps back because of her, and she also knew, or rather she thought she knew that Oric had taken steps back from Mina for Connor.

It was frustrating to Willow because although she wanted to hate Oric more, she found herself hating him less. He had not changed much from who he used to be, which taunted her because she was an endless whirlwind of change.

Unsure why the sudden urge possessed her, Willow leaned into Oric and kissed him. She expected him to pull away or stop her, but he pressed their lips into a deeper kiss. She felt her body press against the wall before she felt herself being pushed into the bed. She kept her eyes closed as Oric continued to kiss and caress her.

When Oric left her lips to focus on her neck and ears, Willow reminded him that she hated him. She kept repeating it until he responded, but even then, she did not get the outrage she wanted and needed from him.

Instead of acting on his hurt feelings and kicking the woman out of his bed, Oric continued to softly caress Willow's skin. He wanted to be with her the way any man would, and to make up for his past actions, but he did not want to do anything she would not feel comfortable with. Especially already knowing that he was the reason for a lot of the personality changes that she displayed.

Oric knew it was a violation of her privacy, but he was able to get information about Willow's therapy from one of Connor's friends. He did not have exact details, but he knew that Willow's self-esteem had plummeted before her family left Pan, and her issues with intimacy had gone beyond physical. Willow also carried an intense amount of guilt toward her parents.

According to the son of Willow's doctor, Willow could not let go of the fact that her entire family uprooted itself for her sake. She believed that if she had just told the truth when her parents asked, she could have saved them years of financial struggles that Oric knew nothing about until he asked his parents, who confirmed.

Unwilling to go any further with the woman, Oric just laid with her. He pulled her close to his body, and just let her slap push and punch at his chest. He did not bother to apologize because it was useless, but he at least wanted to understand where her mind was.

"Is this too much for you?" Willow shook her head, and Oric pulled her in tighter.

"Why couldn't you have done this before?"

"Because I was young and stupid."

"And rough and cruel and-"

"Okay." Oric squeezed Willow tightly to distract her from the rant he knew she was about to go on. "I was also all of those things, but you didn't say anything to me. You should have told me you felt bad, and before you assume, I am not blaming you."

The pair fell into a comfortable silence where just their breathing could be heard before Willow spoke again. She asked Oric if he was embarrassed by her and he could not stop himself from letting out a light chuckle. He told her that he was never embarrassed by her, but he was scared. Not just about what could happen, but of her father as well.

"Why?"

"Because even before we… I mean before… Well, he has always suspected me." It was Willow's turn to chuckle.

"Why you?" Oric pinned Willow back playfully.

"I may not have been perfect, but I was definitely not ugly." Willow laughed loudly and Oric's mouth hung open.

"You were hideous."

"Then why did you like me? Why did you-" Willow stopped Oric from speaking by kissing him.

"I was blind," she replied, stroking his cheek as if she were not just telling him how much she hated him. "Can we try? I do not want a relationship. I want to try again. I'm just so lonely." Oric pulled away from the woman.

"I don't think that is a good idea." Willow expected that answer; so just as she had done in the past, she started to remove her own clothing. "Willow, please stop."

"Why? I can tell that you want to." Once again, Oric found himself being swayed by the woman. He wanted to stop, and he knew he should stop, but Willow was very hands on in her approach. "Please?" Oric felt his body reacting on its own.

"Tell me to stop Willow. Tell me you do not want this. I don't want to hurt you again." Although Oric said those words, his lips still met hers. As if on autopilot, he removed his clothing before turning to the few items that Willow left on her body. It was late, so Oric knew no one would interrupt them, and part of him believed that she would stop him, or he would stop himself. "I don't want to do this."

"Yes, you do." Willow positioned her body to allow Oric to get comfortable above her when she noticed he was physically shaking. "Don't make me regret this again."

"Willow that isn't fair." Oric knew he could not tell the woman that he knew all about what she was going through, and although he desperately wanted to, he was scared to touch her again. "Why do you want to do this?" He stared into Willow's eyes, using just his arms to support his naked body over hers.

"Please," Willow begged.

"You won't regret me in the morning?" That was not a question Oric had reserved just for Willow. He asked any woman he was with that question before he did something that could not be forgotten or undone.

"I already regret you now," Willow joked. "Why are you dragging this out? Is it because of what happened with-" Oric used Willow's own tactic against her? He pressed his lips on hers to stop her from speaking. He did not want another man on her mind while he was with her, let alone Jeremy Barnes.

"This is the last time I am going to ask you. Are you sure?" Willow nodded and Oric gave in.

He trailed kisses up and down her body, trying to give her time to change her mind and get used to his touch. Oric heard the foul and disgusting rumors that Jeremy was spreading about himself and Willow, so he was not worried about shocking her with what he planned to do, but he was worried she would react poorly.

"Are you okay?" He asked, and Willow responded with a breathy and sleepy sounding moan.

Oric's tongue found its target, and he held tightly to Willow's thighs, knowing that she would squirm away from him. When she begged him to stop, he did, and when she looked at him as if to ask, 'why did you stop?' he started again. Only after Willow's whole body convulsed and spasm did Oric truly stop his onslaught before climbing back over the woman.

"This may hurt." Willow nodded and Oric used slow, but firm motions to enter her. He stayed still scanning her face for fear, tears, regret; anything, but she looked relieved.

Oric had never made love to anyone, but he was going to try his best with Willow. He moved steadily making sure to watch her reactions and expressions as they morphed from pain to discomfort then into pleasure. She seemed fine, but he was not; his mind kept telling him to prove himself to her and so he did, picking up pace one stroke at a time until Willow was almost gasping for air.

The faster Oric moved, the better he felt; and he could tell that Willow was enjoying herself just as much as he was. Her legs had wrapped around his waist and she was clinging onto his body in a way that encouraged him to use more force.

When they had both reached their climax, Oric did not immediately release Willow. He stayed hugging the woman until their breathing eased, whispering a question that went unanswered as Willow quietly slept in his embrace.