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“Please what, boss?”
We kiss sloppily, and his smile turns teasingly against mine.
This is it. The moment my head has imagined and my heart has longed for. If I cross this line and he breaks my heart again, there is no coming back. But just like the last time, my heart wins out.
Because my head isn’t screaming warning signs. In fact, it’s playing a highlight reel of just howgoodAnt has been these last few months. Like ago-aheadsign that we’re all on the same page: head, heart, body, soul.
I sit up, bringing him with me. His palms dent the mattress on either side of my hips as I twist my body to the bedside table where I pull out an unopened box of condoms. He slips off my thong as I do. When I bring one between us, he gazes at me in question.
“Just in case,” I say, ripping the foil open and tossing the wrapper to the ground. I reach between us and stroke his cock from root to tip—if I can’t play with him now, I at least deserve this touch—before rolling it on.
This up close view of his face grants me permission into every crease, every smile line, every contortion when I stroke him. I wish I could take a picture. When he’s fully sheathed, he blinks down at me.
“In case of…?”
He leaves hisUs?unspoken.
I nod, then cup both of his cheeks, searing his lips to mine in a possessive way that I haven’t allowed myself to acknowledge since I thought he would be mine. When I pull back, I can see in his eyes that he gets it.
I’ve been waiting for you this whole time.
When he flips our position so that I’m sitting on top, I wonder if this could be the turning of the tides.
twenty-nine
anthony
I can’t messthis up.
It’s a mantra that’s on an A-B-pattern loop in my head withGod, I love her, and I fear for a second that I might say one of the two out loud. She’s sitting back on my thighs, gloriously naked, her hands gripped against my pecs like she’s holding on for her life. There’s a sheen of sweat on her brow and a lustful haze in her eyes and her full tits are heaving with every panted breath and she has never looked so gorgeous.
While I’d thought she could have joined the night sky as a constellation back on that Florida beach, here in my arms, she has become the stars.
“So…” she says, biting her lip. Her tone tastes of sweet anticipation, but the hesitation has me gripping her hips.
“You take the reins, boss. You’re in control.”
She nods. Slowly at first, then her breathing ramps up. She pushes up on her knees and hovers over my cock, sinking to the tip without even using a hand to guide her.
“Wait,” I groan, gripping her hips in both hands. She whimpers.
“What?”
“I just wanna take this in for a second.”
I blink up at her slowly, and my girl doesn’t even hesitate.
“I’d like totake it intoo.So badly,Ant.”
She pouts. Apparently, that’s my kryptonite.
I force her down all the way, and the sound that comes out of Penelope Barkermightjust be the solution to all of my alarm clock problems. Forget the bunker bomb. Give me Penelope Barker bottoming out on my cock and begging for more and I’ll be up on the first ring every time.
She takes her time, eyes closed, swiveling her hips in a slow, circular pattern.
“You good?” I choke out. If she keeps this up, I’m going to bust in record time.
“Mhm,” she moans. “It’s just…Fuck, I hate saying it out loud, but you’re big.”