Chapter 45 Curfew Be Damned
-Drew-
After I’ve pulled the dress off Annie, I take a moment to look at her sprawled across my bed.
She is the hottest thing I have ever seen.
Sure, I’ve fantasized about her like this, with the support of the bikini photo and the touches I’ve gotten of her body in the dark, but nothing compares to the girl in front of me.
Her hair is in tangles and draped over my pillows, her eyes are unfocused and lust-filled, and her lips are swollen from more than just us kissing.
Mentally, I capture all the details of her body to recall for the rest of my life.
As I continue my review, I see I’ve left a mark on her neck, and she’ll give me heck about it tomorrow.
When I look at her boobs, they are all covered in similar marks from my sucking and kissing.
Then I reach her little red thong, the only material on her beautiful body.
I groan, “Angel, you’re so beautiful, and while I could look at you all night like this, I think it’s my turn to taste, so I need you to open your legs for me.
” She doesn’t say anything, but she moves her legs, opening them for me, and it’s all the welcome I need.
But before I can even move my hands from the side of her thighs, I hear the sounds of my alarm.
***
That thing has the worst and most fucking annoying timing.
I want it to stop, so I begrudgingly leave Annie on my bed and search the floor for my slacks.
I find them, pulling the phone from my pocket and shutting the midnight alarm off.
Annie got an extended curfew to 12:30 tonight.
I set my phone down on the side table and look back at her.
She hasn’t moved, and all I want to do is join her on the bed.
We do have thirty more minutes. It takes less than one to get from my bedroom to her front door.
Before I can give voice to my thoughts, Annie says, “Drew, I think you left something unfinished.” “Mmmm, I think I was about to give you a taste, wasn’t I?
” I say and join her back on the bed, moving myself between her open legs.
***
I don’t rush my way to her pussy. I kiss her inner thigh, and she moans.
I kiss my way to her clit; I suck it through the red little thong, and she arches off the bed.
I wrap the sides of the thong in my hands, pulling it down her beautiful, toned legs and discarding them to the floor like the rest of our clothing.
I look over at her pussy, and it’s like it’s calling my name.
I need to taste her and make her feel as good or better than she’d made me feel tonight.
I finally get my first real taste when I press a kiss to her clit, and she wraps her fingers into my hair.
I smile against the little nub and suck it into my mouth.
Her response is so similar to mine when she’d sucked on my dick.
She moans, and I can’t help but feel good about the fact that I am doing this with her and to her.
I focus my efforts on licking down her pussy.
I don’t think she realizes that she is grinding her pussy on my face, but she is, and it's turning me on. But this isn’t about me, it’s about her, and I keep licking, sucking, and then I rub my finger up and down her wet pussy, sliding my finger into her.
She’s so tight, and I can feel the muscles of her pussy wrap around my finger.
I groan and tell her how tight she is and how much I like it.
After I feel good about her taking one of my fingers, I add another and start to really slide them in and out of her pussy, setting a rhythm.
I know this is good for her because she is moaning my name and rocking her pussy into my efforts.
She moans, "Drew… please, please,” and I know she must be getting near her orgasm.
So, I go back to sucking on her clit and look up at her.
She is gorgeous: her eyes are closed, her hands are clasped into my sheets, and her body is all lines of tension.
I feel her body start to clamp down on my fingers, and her eyes fly open and look right at me.
She all but screams “DDRREEEWW" as I can feel her come undone around me.
***
I remove my fingers from inside her pussy and bring them to my mouth as I sit back from her body, then lick them clean of her juices.
I tell her how good she tastes. I look at her over my hand, and she is frozen, watching me.
Before either of us can make another move, noise comes from the floor by my desk.
We both look over, and at first, I can’t connect what is making the sound, but it seems Annie does because she jerks up and attempts to cover her naked body.
“That’s the location app sound.” I must look confused, because she continues.
“It means at least one of my parents has located my phone at your house and has pinged my phone. It means my parents know I’m next door at your house, Drew.
” Oh shit, we’ve been caught, is the thought that comes to my mind.
I scramble to collect our clothing. Annie quickly dresses and goes to her phone.
“Shit, I have four missed texts and then the ping.” She types out a quick reply and shuts her phone.
“I’m so going to be grounded.” I check the time, and it is 1:10 a.m.; we have missed her curfew by a lot.
I want to regret it, but I can’t make my mind think logically.
It was totally worth getting to taste her and watch her face as she orgasmed.
***
We are fully dressed now, and I walk over to her, giving her a hug and a kiss on the forehead.
“You have any regrets?” She pulls back and looks me straight in the eyes.
“None, but be prepared, I’ll probably be grounded through at least two Saturdays for this little rebellion.
” I shake my head and say, “Let’s get you home before it becomes three.
” This time, I take her hand and lead her down home.