29. Chapter Twenty-Nine

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Toby

N ow that I've had my taste of her, I can't stop.

I won't stop.

Last night was heaven, and for the first time in a lot of years, I remember every fucking second of Anna's dirty cunt sucking the life right out of me.

I knew she was a freak under all that.

She just needed the right man to bring it out of her.

The shakes have finally stopped, and while I'm still nauseous if I move too fast, my dick works and that means I'm as good as always.

"No, Leo." Anna scoffs into the phone and bitches to my band manager about how much snow has built up around the cabin, blocking the doors and blanketing over the driveway.

Pretty sure even the car is buried.

Which I have no intention of un burying because that just means I get to explore a little more with the Prune before life goes back to normal.

My grocery stunt has taken over the tabloids, restoring my shitty-bad-boy image with the media, which means as soon as the snow clears, we're safe to go home.

There's a twinge in my gut at the thought of leaving this place, this sanctuary of peace, but I'm also itching to get back into the studio. On stage. With my bandmates.

After I'm done fucking Anna in every room available.

"Anna," I call from my spot on the bed, willing the vixen to come to me. Hopefully without clothes and a wet pussy in need of touching. "Come help me with the sauna."

The pad of her feet echo down the hallway, her voice leading the way. "There's a sauna?"

She appears in the doorway, not naked as I wished, and with hands to her hips.

"Uh, yeah. What the fuck did you think was in the bathroom?"

Her brow pinches. "A closet?"

Snickering, I scoot to the edge of the bed, still buck-ass naked, and stand with a shaking stretch. "Come with me."

A flush takes over her face.

Snagging her hand, I make my way across the room, closing the bathroom door behind us.

"Jeffers—"

"Hush, Mama." I push open the sauna door and pull her inside.

"Why are you always freaking naked ?" she squeals.

"You got a problem with it?" I ask over my shoulder and pull open the panel built into the wall that holds the controls for this room.

"What if I do?" Anna snarks.

"Do you?"

After setting the temp and timer, I start pulling the straps of her top down her shoulders.

"I'm so screwed." The words are mumbled, whispered, and don't compute.

"What?" I flick my gaze to her when she allows me to work the material over one elbow, then the other, and the top drops to her waist.

"Nothing," she grumbles.

Her tits are finally exposed and I see faint tan lines dipping between and along the sides of her.

" Fuck ," I murmur, my fingers following each line that stops just beneath each tit. "You wear a bikini, Mama?"

Anna slaps my hands away, her face growing a deeper shade of red even though her hands go to her hips. "So?"

So much color to her.

I chuckle. "That's sexy as hell."

If it's possible, her flush trails all the way down to her exposed chest. "It's just a bathing suit. Which I have if you'd let me go change for this."

"Nuh-uh. Not now." I snag her wrist when she goes to push by me. Her body collides with me, those glorious tits smooshing into my chest. "I have other plans for you."

"What plans?" she asks, breathless.

"Dirty." I hook my thumbs into the waistband of her pants and watch as her eyes fill with want. "Filthy." I drag the material down her thighs and her chest rises with quick breaths. "Nasty." I drop to my knees, taking her pants all the way to her ankles she eagerly lifts. "No clothes required plans ."

Anna shudders in front of me, the misters above us triggering with the rise of the temperature.

Rising to my full height, I toss the clothes out of the sauna and close us in it.

My skin grows damp and hot as I look at her, my gaze tracking from her toes—painted a bright teal that has me biting my lip—up to her creamy calves and thighs, dotted with a light smattering of freckles.

I want to kiss my way across each one. To memorize the colors of her.

Then her hips and belly. The woman has an ass I want to sink my teeth into, just like a fucking peach, that creates the base of her hourglass figure. Her waist pitches inward before flaring up her rib cage with full tits and peaked nipples I need in my mouth before we leave this room.

When my sight trails up her neck to her jaw, then those glossy pink fucking lips, my gaze collides with hers and she squirms.

Clenched thighs and all.

"You're so fucking sexy, Mama." I lick my lips and offer my hand. "Now come ride this dick."

She whimpers, fucking whimpers , and slides her palm against mine.

The heat of the room is what I attribute the burst of warmth behind my ribs to when she comes to me willingly, following me to where I have a towel laid out on the bench, a rubber or three hidden underneath the terrycloth.

I lower to the seat and spin her in one motion so that she's facing away from me and that ass of hers is directly in my face.

"Bend over," I rasp. Her spine curls into the perfect arch that pushes her ass up in the air. " Perfect . Widen your stance— Good girl ." I hold her steady with my hands to her hips. "Now I'm gonna eat this flawless cunt."

Anna groans at my words, before I have the chance to lean closer and run my tongue along her exposed slit, but when I do, she gets louder.

"That's it, dirty girl. Make it loud for me." My lips move against her flesh, sealing and sucking on her already swollen clit. She cries out, her raspy sounds bouncing off the walls and landing straight in my balls.

I hum into her and straighten my tongue, the tip circling around her entrance, then plunging inside her.

" Oh God ."

I hum and use my grip on her hips to pull her back against me until she's riding my face, impaling herself on my tongue.

" Toby ," Anna whines, and when her walls flutter, I know she's close.

So I pull back.

"Toby!" she growls like it's a curse but all it does is make me smile. Even more so when that juicy ass pushes back in search of me.

"Same rules as last night, Mama," I say with a grin. "Now come ride this dick."

Anna doesn't hesitate to turn and climb me, her knees placed on the bench on either side of my hips.

She wraps her fist around the root of my dick and strokes. Once. Twice. Three times before she lifts and slides the head of me through her soaking slit.

A groan escapes me at the feel of her wetness on my bare cock. So warm and wet—

Panic sets in, my brain catches up, and my stiffened grip on her hips halts her movement.

" Ow , Toby. What the—" I move her back, her ass settling on my thighs and my dick standing straight up between us.

"I wasn't ready." I make quick work of sheathing myself, my gaze colliding with hers.

" Oh ." The flush on her has nothing to do with the heat of the room. "Oh, crap." She pinches her lip between her teeth, her face cast down, guilt radiating from her. "I wasn't trying to—"

"Anna," I say, stopping her words with a finger beneath her chin to lift her gaze. "Heat of the moment. I was ready to let you."

Anna nods sheepishly. "Okay."

My dick pulses between us. "Now hop on and ride me, yeah?"

She nods again, more certain this time as she leans up, and I line up my head with her wet slit.

I can feel how swollen she is as she lowers herself, swallowing me up inch by inch, making sure I feel every bit of her cunt sliding over me.

"Goddamn, Mama," I pant into her neck when she leans closer, bracing her palms on my shoulders. "Is this payback for last night?"

She chuckles but it's throaty. "Maybe."

I hum and trail my lips down her throat, her head arching back for me. "So you like taking me slow, don't you? Feeling my dick take you."

Anna whimpers and lowers, taking the final few inches until she's completely impaled by my dick. " Yessss ," she hisses out in response, her hips grinding into my pelvis.

She's so much closer this way, with her arms snaking around my neck and my tongue dancing over her salty flesh.

It's hot and sexy and everything I didn't know I needed.

"That's it," I growl out. "Take my dick and make it yours."

Anna lifts, sliding me almost all the way out, and then slams her hips back down on me.

"Toby," she whimpers out. "Why do you feel so good?"

I take one of her rosy-colored nipples between my teeth. "Because you like being stuffed full of my dick, Mama."

She gasps when I thrust up to meet her. "It is pretty big. Stretches."

"Uh-huh. Stretches that juicy cunt wide open, doesn't it?"

She nods with a breathy uh-huh when I rise my lower half and meet her once again. It makes the thrust hard when she lowers, deeper, and pulls the most glorious sound from her perfect mouth.

"Toby," she moans, her nails digging into my pecs.

I grab a fistful of her hair as she grinds against me, chasing that orgasm until it crashes into her and she explodes around me.

The way she holds onto me, clenches around me, comes while I'm inside her has my abs tightening and my balls drawing up.

I ride her from the bottom so fast and hard that all I can hear is slapping flesh and heavy breaths. All I can feel is her pussy milking me. All I can focus on is that delicious high she brings me.

And I lose it all inside her perfect cunt as she clings to me for dear life.

"Anna…"