Chapter 13

Chapter Thirteen

Lolly

I can’t help but melt a little. No matter how hard I try to hang on to my anger, it evaporates in the heat of his words. I’ve never had someone want me like Ander says he wants me. It kind of knocks me off my game and I’m floundering more than a little bit.

His eyes drop from mine to travel down my body to where my dress is hiked up around my waist. His tongue comes out to run across his lower lip like he might be remembering what I taste like there. I know when I see the tip of it come out to glide over the swell of his bottom lip it reminds me of what it’s like to have him use it on me.

“Still not happy about you not checking the door, baby.”

I bite my lip before I catch his eye, “What are you going to do about it?”

His nostrils flare and his eyes narrow. He’s on me before I fully understand what I’ve asked for. He’s got my legs pushed apart and my panties ripped off so quickly I’m sure he’s going to dive right in like he did last night but instead, he looks with hungry eyes at what he’s bared and makes no move to plant his face in the middle of my legs.

“You’re beautiful in the firelight but now, in the light of day, you’re mother fucking breathtaking.” He runs his fingers over my mound and down the outside flesh of my sex. He doesn’t seem to be in any hurry. His touch leaves a trail of fire across my body and I break out in goosebumps.

I wiggle a little under his gaze and his eyes come up to meet mine. They don’t deviate from them as he spreads me apart and uses one finger to stroke up the middle of my tight valley ending at the top, right on my clit. My breath comes out in broken pants as he circles my entrance and pushes into me. He didn’t do this last night. We were so caught up in him licking and eating me that we -I- forgot everything else.

“A…Ander…,” I don’t know if it’s a plea to not go slow or if I’m begging him not to hurt me.

“Shh,” he puts his finger to my mouth, and I can tell it’s soaked. He runs it over my bottom lip before bending over me and taking my mouth. He sucks on the lip he coated before running his tongue across it. His tongue enters at the same time his finger comes back to my tight entrance and does the same. He doesn’t go very far in before he tips his touch upwards and starts rubbing against the front wall. I gasp and cling to him even as he devours the pant of air and the sound of surprise right from my mouth.

My body turns hot and heavy and with every touch of his tongue and finger I’m wound tighter and tighter. It’s like my body isn’t even my own anymore. It’s responding and reacting to him and nothing I do is going to stop it. Not that I would want to. My breasts tingle and grow heavy while my body aches for his touch.

When he slips his finger out and brings it back to my mouth it never occurs to me to question or try to stop him. He can do whatever he wants to me. Instead of running it over my lip this time he lays it on my tongue and whispers close to my ear.

“Suck it clean. I want to taste you when I kiss you.”

My lips wrap around his finger and I do what he asks with no hesitation. He watches as I do it.

“Mm, Daddy’s good girl.”

I’m breathing so hard it feels like I’ve been in a race and I might burn up from the inside out. He takes my mouth at the same time he puts his hand on my breast and massages the mound. I moan through the kiss and match him stroke for stroke as he settles himself between my legs. It takes me forever to realize he’s pulled the top of my dress down, so we are skin-to-skin.

When his head lowers to take one of the hard peaks into his mouth I shout. “Oh my God! Ander!”

My back arches as he sucks the hard tip to the roof of his mouth and traps it there with the thickness of his tongue. I cry out and move my hips against him hoping the heat and pressure will get better. My hands come up to cup the back of his head and my thighs tighten around him.

“That’s it, baby. Squeeze those legs up around me. In a few minutes your little pussy’s going to be hugging up on my dick just like that too.”

A sobbed moan is the only answer I can give him as he runs his mouth down my body. His broad shoulders naturally widen my thighs, so I am more open to him. He never breaks eye contact as he kisses and sucks on my clit.

I’m too worked up, too turned on, not to cum. My toes curl and I arch my back offering him more and more of myself. I want Ander to take it all. I need him to take every part of me and make it his.

“Ander, please.”

I cry the words out as everything tenses and tightens even more and then…I’m soaring.