26. Anthony #3
He swallowed audibly before opening his eyes. Stepping closer to me, he cupped my face with both hands, tilting my chin slightly toward him. “I don’t want you going anywhere. Not even within Louisiana, let alone to North Dakota. There, I said it. I’m selfish. I want you for myself.”
“You’re not selfish,” I whispered.
“Yes, I fucking am. All I could think about today was that I don’t want to lose you. Ever since I met you, everything has changed for me.”
“How?”
“I couldn’t tell you. But it’s so all-encompassing that I can’t even remember the way I was before I met you.
I think about you all the time. How to make you happy.
How to make your day better. I can’t imagine you living anywhere else.
I’ll do everything in my power to make sure your parents are taken care of, anything, but don’t go. ”
“I want to stay here with you!” The second I spoke the words, I knew it’s what I’d wanted all along, but I’d needed him to tell me first. It wasn’t a potential job that would keep me here, or the fact that I loved the city. It was Anthony.
He smiled and let out a huge breath. “Thank fuck, because I love you so damn much, Daisy. I wasn’t even sure I was capable of feeling anything this strong, not when it comes to anyone outside my family, but you…” He smiled again. “As I said, you changed absolutely everything.”
I closed my eyes, suddenly feeling completely calm. This was what I’d needed to hear. This was the missing piece. That was why everything was so confusing for me.
“I didn’t know if what I felt for you was reciprocated.”
His eyes widened. “Damn, woman. I didn’t make that clear enough?”
“You did. I felt it deep in my bones, but I guess I needed to hear you say it.”
“Well, never doubt how much I love you, Daisy mine.” He caressed my cheek. “Let me continue to take care of your parents until they’re able to get back up and running again.”
“Anything to keep me here, huh?”
“Yes! You have no idea how much I mean that. How much you mean to me. I felt like I couldn’t even breathe when Dorothy called.
I knew I’d lose you to another company eventually.
That’s hard enough because I like knowing you’re right next to me.
You belong here with me. Actually, you belong with me at my house. ”
I started to laugh. “Anthony LeBlanc, is that your way of asking me to move in with you?”
“Hell yes. I know you like this place, but?—”
“Are you kidding me? There is no competition between this apartment and your house with the pool and the yard… and you, of course.”
“I was waiting to see if you would mention me at all.” He wiggled his eyebrows.
“You’re the biggest draw, my love.”
“I want to have you in every damn room of that house, repeatedly.”
I swallowed thickly, knowing without even looking that my nipples had hardened. But Anthony did look, and he wasn’t even discreet. He glanced down at my chest, and then a very self-satisfied smirk appeared on his face.
“And the pool,” he said. “I want to have you in that pool.”
“Yes. You can do anything you want with me,” I whispered, already getting turned on .
Anthony’s eyes became more hooded. He cupped my cheek, then the side of my neck. Then he lowered his hand farther to my chest until he was right above my nipple and picked up my flower pendant. “Babe, I’ve always wondered, what is this? Is it something special?”
I wore it all the time, even in the shower. “My mom gave it to me at my high school graduation. She told me never to settle, to blossom and find my dreams and never look back.”
Which was what Mom and Dad pretty much said to me on our last call. They never wanted me to lose out on life, and here I was, being muleheaded thinking they needed me.
Anthony gently released the necklace, then reached farther down to my nipple and flicked it. He twisted one bud between his fingers and brought his other hand to my waist.
I rolled my shoulders forward, closing my eyes as an unexpected shot of pleasure took over my body. “Anthony,” I whispered.
“I’ve been wanting to touch you since I stepped through that door.”
I smiled, but it immediately turned into another moan when he moved to the other nipple, twisting it as well. I had no idea why I liked it so much. And then I felt his hot breath on my ear.
“Are you wet, Daisy?”
I nodded. “Yes.”
The next thing I knew, he was walking me backward as he rolled my dress up. Then his hand was between my thighs.
“Fuck, you’re not wearing panties.” He nearly stuttered over the words.
He touched my pubic bone first, then slowly moved his fingers downward, toward my opening.
Just as I’d told him, I was already wet.
Anthony could make me want to jump in bed in just a few moments with one look or touch or kiss.
There was no rhyme or reason, but I didn’t care. I simply leaned into it.
“I will have you right here, right now,” he said into my ear.
“Yes, please. Whatever you want to do. I’m yours, Anthony. ”
“Fuck, woman. You make me lose my mind.”
He kissed the corner of my mouth before covering my lips with his.
When he slid one finger inside me, my knees trembled.
He immediately pushed in a second finger as well.
Needing to brace myself, I put one hand on his shoulder, clasping it for dear life.
I grasped a nipple with my other hand, twisting it the way he’d done before.
The cold fabric was driving me crazy. It intensified the pleasure.
And then Anthony curled his fingers inside me. I was going to come apart at the seams right away. He kept kissing me as he worked me, which made everything so much more sensual. It was driving me absolutely crazy.
He only pulled his mouth from mine so we could both take a deep breath. Then he kissed me again, and his moves became wilder. The way his fingers fucked my pussy, I was going to come, just like this, even though he wasn’t even touching my clit.
Through the haze of pleasure, I felt him tug at my dress. He searched desperately for a zipper, but there wasn’t one.
Then his hands were all over my body. He touched my breasts with one hand, my pussy with the other.
And then he changed the way he pleasured me, taking his fingers out and circling my clit instead.
My legs almost gave out beneath me. One second, I was hanging on to his shoulders, anticipating my orgasm forming slowly.
The next, it simply hit me—taking me by complete surprise.
I couldn’t even tell if I was lying down or sitting up or standing.
He simply tilted my entire world on its axis, and I couldn’t get enough.
My entire body was on fire as I opened my eyes. Anthony was looking down between us with a frown on his gorgeous face. I knew exactly what it meant. He was rock hard and barely holding back from giving me his cock.
But he wouldn’t have to keep himself in check for much longer.
I took off his shirt and licked my lips at the sight of his toned torso. I’d never tire of seeing and touching and licking those gorgeous abs, and even the muscles on his back. There was something insanely sexy about them. But right now, my attention was elsewhere.
When he pulled his pants down, kicking them to the side, I immediately kneeled in front of him and yanked down his boxers. He didn’t even manage to step out of them before I took his cock in my mouth. He groaned so loud that I was certain the whole building heard him.
He groaned again as I lowered my lips on him as much as I could.
But he was so huge that there was no way I could suck him off completely.
Instead, I cupped him at the base and moved my hand in the same rhythm as my mouth.
Looking up, I noticed that he was watching me intently.
His hands were by his sides, his fingers clenched.
I knew he was close to exploding. I got even wetter at the thought that he might do it in my mouth, even though I desperately needed him inside me.
As if he could read my thoughts, he pulled out. “Turn around.”
I turned around, and he smacked one ass cheek with the length of his cock. I got even wetter.
“You like that?”
“Yes,” I whispered. “I like everything you do to me, all the time.”
“Now let’s check how wet you are. See if you can take me in.”
“I can!” I sounded desperate, and I was. I needed him inside me more than I needed my next breath.
I felt the length of his erection across my opening and moaned so loud that I was almost ashamed. He’d just taken me over the edge. How was I so horny again? My entire body craved him.
“Fuck, you’re so wet.”
Then he slid inside me all the way, giving me every delicious inch.
I was wild, starting to moan and then groan, calling out his name, begging him to go even harder, to have no mercy on me.
His hands moved all over my back and the sides of my body.
He pushed my wet hair to one side, kissing my shoulders and the back of my neck, then circled my nipples with his fingers before pinching and twisting them as he’d done before.
Then I felt him grow inside me. The sensation alone tipped me over the edge. Anthony moved one hand down to my pussy and started playing my clit like a harp. I started to shake and knew I wasn’t going to last at all. I was afraid my knees would give in.
We climaxed at the same time. I cried out loud when I heard his guttural groan. Being so full of him was amazing. He was still working my clit and pinching my nipple.
Every cell of my body belonged to this man. I was his, and I knew he was mine too. I was going to make him happy forever.