Chapter 33
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I think I spanked the sass right out of her. She’s been quiet since, but the way her ass is pressing back into me says she’s into this. “Tell me. Harder or stop?”
“Harder,” she pants.
“Fuck, Anna.”
My heart’s racing, from the run and from how much I like this. I fist her hair, pressing her cheek into the grass. “So naughty, trying to escape.”
Her pants have replaced the giggles. She’s given in. She’s letting me take her, and I’m giving her every inch. Feeling the goosebumps on her skin, I lay on top of her, smothering her with my body weight as I fuck her.
“I caught you,” I whisper in her ear. “You’re mine.” She squirms, then moans the sexiest little noise. “This is just the beginning. I’m not letting you go.” My lips stay at her ear, and I slow my thrusts. “Let me take what’s mine.” Grabbing her hands, I hold them behind her. “You want to be my captive. You want me to take this body.”
She moans as I thrust harder, picking up the pace. “After I’ve fucked you in every position, I’m going to breed you.” I smirk, loving how turned on she is, how wet she is, loving every sound she makes. “I’m not afraid, but I want to have all of you first. I’m going to take my three years seriously.” Flicking my tongue around her ear, I sharply inhale, on the edge. “I’m taking everything you’ll give me.”
“I’m going to come,” she pants, sounding surprised.
I keep the pace steady, not changing a thing. “Come for me, little bunny. I want to feel you pulse on this cock.”
Fuck. I feel her contracting around me as she screams out.
“Good girl.”
I move my hands to her hips, lifting them as I rail her hard, wanting her to be so overstimulated when I come. The whines coming out of her ... “Fuck, baby.” I swat her ass, thrusting deep as I come. Collapsing on top of her, I breathe heavily into her hair before rolling over onto the grass. Staring up at the stars, I catch my breath as she cuddles into me.
My fingers trail up and down her arm as I recover.
“Carry me,” I hear her say, breaking me from the bliss.
“Your feet don’t work anymore?”
“Nope.”
I slide off the condom, tie it, and slip it into my pocket before pulling up my briefs and jeans.
“Souvenir?” Anna chides.
Standing, I look down at her. “I’m not leaving a condom in my yard.” I bite my lip, admiring her naked body in the moonlight. “Piggyback ride, or do I carry you like a baby?”
“Piggyback.”
I grab the bunny mask, then bend down as she hops on my back.
“That was the hottest thing ever,” she says into my ear.
“It was. You’re freezing, so I’m going to focus on cuddling you and warming you up when we get inside.”
“Aftercare.” She giggles devilishly.
“You sure you’ve only been vanilla?”
“My book boyfriends have taught me a lot.”