Sinner
Anastasia and I snuck out of Lustz not long after we got dressed and out of the playroom. We’d barely made it in time to allow a Disciple, a fancy word for the room attendant who assured the room was clean and ready for the next patrons, time to clean up. My damn legs were weak.
The hotness factor of the night stayed with me, but by the time we got home, Anastasia was drooping with fatigue, so we showered and went to bed.
However, it was now six o’clock in the morning.
I’d woken from a dream where I had Anastasia tied in a gorgeous pattern of ropes.
She was beyond dazzling. My cock was hard and aching.
Glancing over at her, I saw she was still asleep. That wasn’t a problem. Anastasia was sprawled flat on her back with one leg bent and out to the side. Slowly, I slid the top sheet and comforter down her body, exposing her deliciousness inch by inch. She didn’t open her eyes.
Next, I wiggled until I was in the position I wanted. All it took was lifting her one leg further out, and I had a spot for my head. Dropping my face to her snatch, I inhaled deeply, taking her scent deep inside me.
As it registered, I flicked out my tongue, running it up her slit. A gasp, then fingers grasping my hair on the back of my head, made me smile. Ah, she was awake. I kept lapping at her, like a cat licking up milk, but I raised my gaze to hers.
“Reign, are you trying to kill me? After last night, I’d think you’re tired of doing that to me.”
I paused long enough to answer her. “Jaanu, don’t ever think that. I can’t get enough of you, even if I did this all day. I want a morning treat, and there’s nothing better than your heavenly cum. Just relax and let me do all the work.”
Of course, she had to participate. Not only was my hair pulled, my scalp scraped by her nails, but she twisted and slid her pussy up and down my face.
I adored it. I worked her until she had a second climax before I let up.
Her body was flushed and emitting heat. Anastasia’s eyes sparkled.
The way she panted told me that she loved me going down on her.
As I rose upward, her legs came around to hook around my waist.
“Where do you think you’re going? I was denied your cock last night. You’re not doing that to me again,” she growled.
I chuckled. “I’m not running anywhere. I just need to piss, then I’ll be back.”
“Promise?”
“I swear to God, I’ll come right back. Stay warm. There’s no room for foreplay on my side.”
She unwrapped me. I took the quickest piss of my life. Coming back into the bedroom to find her sprawled there, tugging on one nipple while the other hand toyed with her pussy was the last straw. I let out a beastly growl and pounced.
As Anastasia spread herself wide, I got my cock lined up.
When I touched her entrance, there was no other option but to thrust. I made it a strong one that didn’t stop until I was buried up to my balls.
We both moaned and shuddered. Her nails ran down my chest. She didn’t do it to open the skin, but the red marks stood out and remained.
“Hurry, fuck me, baby. I need it hard and deep,” Anastasia panted.
“Whatever you want,” I replied.
Hard, deep, and at times frantic was how I took her.
I hammered her pussy, drew out her cries, screams, and more.
It was music to my ears. Anastasia did more than holler and scratch.
She twisted my nipples, traced my stomach and chest muscles, and the outlines of my tattoos.
When she could reach, she licked and nibbled on my skin.
Somehow, she got her hand underneath my cock, which left her a way to play with my balls. Talk about mind-blowing. A couple of times we kissed, but it was hard to do when you kept up the vigorous pace we did.
I had no idea how long we were at it, but things were climbing.
My heart was beating wildly. Suddenly, the house phone rang.
I knew it had to be the front desk. They were the only ones who ever called on that phone, except for telemarketers.
The front desk staff only called to ask if someone was allowed up or if I had a package to be delivered.
“Ignore it,” I grunted.
Anastasia shut it out, and we kept going.
The ringing was annoying, but it soon stopped.
I had her twisted up and on the brink of us both blowing when it rang again.
If I could’ve reached my gun, I would’ve shot the fucking thing.
However, I gritted my teeth and ramped up the intensity.
A minute later, Anastasia squeezed around my cock. It was all it took to make me come.
As I pumped jet after jet inside of her unbelievable pussy, she shouted over and over, “Reign!”
“Sia, motherfucking unbelievable,” I growled as I grunted with each jet.
It was the longest orgasm of my life. When we were both finished, I disconnected from her and rolled onto the mattress next to her so we could rest. I didn’t make it.
The reason was based on the coldness hitting my wet cock and the sight of cum sliding from her entrance.
She gasped at the same moment. Her eyes were wide.
“You didn’t wear a condom!” she declared.
“Fuck, I’m sorry, baby. I got too excited. Goddamn, I’ve never had anything like that happen. Don’t panic. You’re on birth control,” I rambled.
For me, I didn’t care if she was taking anything or not. She was mine. I had her in my home, and she confessed that she loved me. As far as I was concerned, she could take nothing. We’d play the odds until we were caught. But I knew that wasn’t fair. It was her body. I sat up against the headboard.
“I’m sorry. I should’ve been more careful,” I told her.
“Rei, you aren’t the only adult here. I was so caught up that I forgot to remind you. We’re just beginning our relationship, so being careful is smart,” she replied.
“Maybe, but just know, I’m open to kids whenever you are. I can take them either in nine months or in two years. However, since you’re stressed, I can get you that morning-after pill. That way you know for sure you're good.”
Her hand came down on my chest and held me from getting up.
“You mean it, don’t you? You’re ready to be a father,” she said in wonder.
“I am. I’ve seen what it is like for Mikhail and now Hoss. They’re even more in love with their wives. You have to meet Matea and Mason, so freaking adorable. But it’s you who has to be okay with it, not me. I won’t push it.”
She kept me in place with her hand, but said nothing. I knew she was thinking from the look of concentration on her face.
“Honey, I don’t want that pill. For one thing, it’s not good for my body.
Secondly, my birth control should be good enough.
And we’re not worried about diseases being passed.
But if it should fail anyway, then that’s what is meant to be.
The sensation of you inside of me without anything between us was sublime.
I wondered why it was even better than usual,” Anastasia confessed.
A huge grin spread across my face. “Hell, you have no idea how you just made my day. The feel of your bare pussy rubbing against my naked cock was insane. No more condoms. And if we become blessed, then we’ll celebrate.”
I sealed the vow with a passionate kiss. It was intensifying when the house phone rang for a third time. Breaking off our kiss, I rolled over and snagged the headset off the phone next to the bed.
“Yeah, what’s the problem?” I snapped. I swear someone’s head was gonna roll if this was for some bullshit delivery.
“I’m sorry to disturb you, Mr. Caldwell.
But your brother is here, and he’s refusing to leave until he sees you.
I threatened to call the police, but he didn't care. I want to know if you want me to do that. I saw a note saying to call them, but I wanted to double-check. He’s causing a scene in the lobby,” the guard stated.
I heard Rowan’s voice in the background, shouting. I didn’t catch all his words, but enough to know he was making himself seem to be the abused, innocent party. Fury bubbled up inside of me. I glanced over at my woman. She heard what was said. Her response was to nod and mouth, Let him up.
“Give me five minutes, then send him up. Tell him to stop with the theatrics, or I won’t see him and the cops will be called,” I instructed.
“Yes, sir. Right away,” was the response.
“And I’m sorry for snapping your head off. It was due to Rowan, not you,” I added.
“Thank you, Mr. Caldwell.” The relief was evident in his voice.
Hanging up, I went to the bathroom. Anastasia got off the bed and followed me.
“I’ll deal with him. You can stay in bed or do whatever you want,” I stated as I combed my hair and grabbed a washcloth to clean myself.
Anastasia said nothing. She brushed her teeth and hair as I cleaned, and then we traded off.
I hated that she wiped across the areas where my cum was.
Next, I threw on shorts and a T-shirt. She did the same.
The surprise came when I kissed her, then headed for the bedroom door because time was almost up and Rowan would be here any second.
Instead of staying in the bedroom, Anastasia took my hand and went with me.
“I want to be there, if that’s okay. We’re a couple. Solidarity. You stand by me when my family acts ignorantly. I want to do the same for you,” my woman informed me.
Warmth from the sensation of being supported and loved filled me. I brought up our clasped hands and kissed her knuckles.
“I’d love nothing more.”
Our timing was spot on. We got to the front door and stood waiting for the knock.
That came thirty seconds later. I disarmed the alarm, unlocked the door, and then opened it.
Rowan stood there with a mutinous expression.
His hair was disheveled and his clothes slightly wrinkled, as if he’d slept in them.
His eyes narrowed when he noted Anastasia was with me.
“We need to talk, privately,” he said, marching into my home.