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T he moment the door to my truck slams shut, I yank Anya over to me and take her mouth in a searing kiss. There is no finesse in the kiss, only desperation until she pulls back from me. Once our dance ended, we mingled separately. My eyes couldn’t stay off of her for too long and she seemed to have the same issue. Each glance had more and more heat until I was ready to combust right there.
“Drive,” she commands, and I can’t do anything but comply. We’re leaving her car, but we’ll worry about that tomorrow. Tonight, I need my hands all over her.
“Pull your dress up and spread your legs,” I tell her as I pull out of the parking lot and get onto the highway. Her breathing stutters as she pulls at the material .
Cruise control is an amazing thing, the best invention on the planet, I decide as I reach over and begin running my fingers through her slickness before finally sinking two deep inside her.
Her moan is beautiful as she clenches around me.
“You’re so wet for me,” I groan as I curve my fingers, hitting the spot that makes her legs shake.
“Don’t stop,” she begs, nails cutting into my forearm.
She comes with a shout as I take the off ramp and book it to my house. My tires almost squeal as I turn into my driveway, slam on my breaks, and throw the truck in park. Anya pulls her dress down as she jumps out before I can get over to her door to open it for her. I need her like the ocean needs the shore.
“Kiss me,” she orders, pulling me into the house the second I have the door unlocked.
From this day forward, she’ll never have to ask me to kiss her ever again, I promise myself pushing her against the wall and kissing her with everything I am. Her hands go to my belt and she releases my throbbing dick.
I brace one arm against the wall and press my forehead to hers, groaning at how good her soft hand feels. Her honey brown eyes are focused on my face, drinking in my reaction to her ministrations.
“Fuck,” I exclaim, as she adds pressure and twists her wrist as she strokes me. I kiss her, my hands going to her hair, taking control. “We are supposed to be talking.”
“Talk later. What we need is to go to the bedroom,” she pants.
If I was worried about her answer, I’d make us stop. But I’m not, so I bend down and band my arms around the backs of her thighs. She falls over my shoulder with a shout as I stand up .
“Parker! Put me down!” she giggles. She gives me a swift swat on the ass and I return it, getting a moan for my efforts.
“I’ll put you down on the bed and nowhere else,” I tell her, making my way down the hallway.
Kicking the door open, I move through the bedroom by the light coming in from the moon. Anya lets out an “oof” as I unceremoniously drop her down onto the bed.
“You have thirty seconds to get out of that dress before I rip it from your body.”
I unbutton my shirt and drop it to the ground as I kick off my shoes.
“You promised to get me naked,” she says and I pause, my hands on the waistband of my pants.
“I did, didn’t I?” Pushing my pants down my legs, I stand naked in front of Anastasia. Her eyes take in every inch of me, heating my blood.
Man, I love this woman.
I grab her hand and gently pull her up from the bed and place a kiss on her lips. My fingertips trail down her arms before reaching back and taking hold of her zipper. Inch by excruciating inch, I unzip her dress. I think about the last time I did this and how different of a situation we were in.
Her dress pools at her feet and I’m transfixed by her beauty.
“Do you like what you see?” she asks with a smirk.
“The word ‘yes’ seems so inadequate right now. I could look at you like this for eternity and it still wouldn’t be enough.”
She trails her nails down my stomach, making goosebumps rise all over my body. My dick twitches with how much I want to be inside her, but I’m addicted to savoring this moment .
“One day, I’m going to get some whipped cream and cover your abs in it and then I’m going to lick it off.”
“Promises, promises,” I tell her with a smile.
I kiss my way down her neck, gently pushing her back onto the bed and settling between her legs.
“Tell me you want me,” I whisper against her lips.
“I want you,” she says, without a second of hesitation. The best words I’ve ever heard in my life.
I hook my arm under one of her knees, resting it on my shoulder. I settle more fully on her, pushing her knee to her shoulder. My other hand reaches down, aligning myself with her opening.
“Tell me to take you.”
I tease her entrance, dipping the crown of my cock inside her.
“Take me, Parker. Take everything. I’m yours.” The love in her voice makes my throat tighten with emotion.
I push inside her. She stretches around me and I have to take a moment so I don’t come already, the tightness of her position almost too much.
“Parker, if you don’t start moving, I’m going to cry. I need you. Please.”
Pulling out and pushing in, my strokes are sure and strong like they were at the wedding, but without the edge of desperation. Love fills me as I take her, worshiping her.
“You feel amazing. I need to be buried between your thighs every day. It’s heaven on Earth, I’m sure of it.”
She reaches up and takes my lips.
“I’m so close,” she says, matching my strokes. Anya’s muscles tremble as I push us both closer and closer to the brink. I drink down her moans until, as her orgasm nears, her head kicks back, exposing her throat.
I nibble and kiss way down until I come to her nipples. Sucking one after the other into my mouth, I can feel her heart racing. When I pinch her nipple, giving it a small twist, I feel the moment crystalize and then break as wave after wave wracks her body.
“Parker, I’m coming, baby,” she groans. “I’m coming for you. Only for you.”
“You’re such a good girl, taking your pleasure from me.”
She relaxes as she comes down from her orgasm and my movements become jerky and undisciplined.
“I’m going to fill you so full of my come, it’s going to drip down your thighs and you’ll know exactly who you belong to,” I tell her as I feel myself starting to thicken with my release inside her.
“Yes, please. Give me every drop, Parker.”
I rut into her, my breathing turning choppy.
“You’ll never take another cock, Anastasia. Mine is all you get. My come. My cock. My heart.”
“I want it all. Come for me, Parker. Mark me as yours.”
Her words break the last link of chain around my control and I bite her neck and shoulders as I come with a groan.
Her pussy squeezes around me as I tremble through my release. We both lay there, trying to catch our breath. My arms start shaking and before I can fall and crush her, I push up going to the bathroom for a warm, damp washcloth. I clean between her legs, kissing her soft thighs.
She grabs a handful of my hair, forcing me to look at her.
“That was amazing,” I say, smiling at her .
“It’s one for the record books. Do you want to take a shower with me?” she asks.
“Twist my arm.”
I sit up, taking her hand, and pull her to the edge of the bed. Standing, I hook an arm under her knees and the other around her back. She lets out a squeal as her arms go around my neck.
“I can walk!” she tells me, kicking her legs.
“Then I don’t think I did my job well enough,” I say, kissing her.
I set her on the counter before turning on the water, making sure it is warm before picking her up again, and setting her inside the shower. She groans as the heat soaks into her. She tips her head back, wetting her hair.
“I love you. I want to be with you. I want this, you, every day,” I say, not able to wait another second more without saying what I feel.
She looks at me, putting her hands on my shoulders.
“I never could have guessed when I went on House of Desire , I’d actually meet someone I could fall in love with. And this road has been rough and a little winding, but I would walk every inch of it again so long as this is waiting for us at the end. I have never wanted anything more than to be yours. I love you. And I want to be by your side every day.”
Sweeter words have never been said to me. I bend down, taking her luscious mouth in a searing kiss, feeling so lucky that I really did find everything I desired.