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Her chin tilted up, her expression mutinous. But then she said, “Yes.”
“Then you’re not leaving till I prove to you who I belong to.”
Her back was against the mirror now. “I don’t want to play.
“Yes you do. What you don’t want is to think about me with another woman.” I stood inches from her and worked on her button and zipper. She didn’t resist me. “And you still think there’s some chance in hell that I’d take another woman to bed when I have you. So we’re going to get some things straight right here and now.” I jerked her shorts and panties down as I fell to my knees. “I don’t want you to ever wonder about me. This is the only pussy I ever want.”
Then I spread her open with my thumb and forefinger and sucked her clit into my mouth. Her knees buckled on a whimpered cry, both her hands clutching at my hair.
“Reed,” she cried out.
I licked and sucked her into oblivion, spreading her slickness with two fingers before pushing inside her. Her hands in my hair curled into claws against my scalp, but I didn’t let up. Not for a second.
When her breaths became shallower and her moans louder, I unbuckled my belt and unzipped my jeans. When she cried out, rippling around my fingers, I rocketed to my feet, twisted her to face the mirror, and plunged inside her.
Her hands were splayed on the mirror, her eyes wide, watching me as I fucked her so hard she came up onto her toes. She could barely spread her legs with her shorts at her knees, but the tight sweetness of her ass and thighs made the sensation more erotic.
I slid one hand beneath her tank and pushed her bra up so I could mound her breast, my other was between her legs, working her clit. She squirmed, so sensitive from her orgasm still milking my dick, but I gave her no room to come down or to get away.
Holding her gaze in the reflection, I rumbled softly against her ear. “This sweet, sweet pussy owns me.”
She let her head fall to my shoulder, her darkened gaze, intent on me in the mirror.
“This dick is only going inside one woman from here on out. You hear me?” I ground deeper, harder, clutching her to me and holding her practically off the ground as I sank deeper with each stroke. “Tell me who owns my body. And this cock inside you.”
“I do.” Her hands left the mirror, curled around my wrists and squeezed, holding me to her, not pushing away. “I own them.”
“That’s right, my angel.Youdo.” I pinched her nipple, and she whimpered. “Now squeeze my cock and make me come inside you.”
She did, her heated gaze so sensual and sexy I couldn’t hold back any longer. My mouth opened, and I grunted with two more sharp thrusts then held deep and hard. The fact that my sweet Anna, pretty pink princess her whole life, took my dirty mouth and hard cock so good nearly undid me altogether. She liked the dirty side of me. I’d even say she loved it. And it made me want her more, love her more.
“I love you,” she whispered to my reflection, her voice shaky.
“I love you, too, Anna.” I kissed her jaw, holding her gaze in the mirror. “Giving my body to someone else would be breaking my own heart. So you never have to wonder or worry about that.”
She nodded, a tear slipping down her soft cheek. I pulled out and turned her. When I kissed her sweet mouth, she practically devoured me, her arms tight around my neck. I wrapped an arm around her waist, one hand on her ass as I kissed her hard.
When we finally broke apart, she murmured against my mouth, “Let’s go home and take a shower together.”
Again, my heart squeezed because she called my househome. Exactly where I wanted her. Always.
“Sounds like a good plan.” I popped her on the ass, and she squealed. I let her wiggle away.
After we both had our pants back on, she gasped. “Oh, no. I was so excited to get here that I forgot to cook dinner.”
“We can get take-out. I’m in the mood for a fried oyster po’boy.”
“Mmm, yeah. That sounds great,” she said as we walked to the door hand-in-hand. “I’m going to make you my lasagna tomorrow night though.”
“You don’t have to cook and clean for me anymore. The job is done.”
“Now, I want to,” she said with that shy tilt of her head, looking away.
Stopping her at the door, I pulled her back into my arms before we headed outside. “How about this? You cook, and I’ll clean the dishes. We’ll split laundry and cleaning the house. Though you might hate me if I ruin your cute dresses in the wash.”
Her brown eyes widened. “My dresses?”
It was my turn to feel shy. Maybe this was too soon, but I couldn’t help myself. “You’re it for me, Anna. I’d like you to move in…if you want.”
