“I was talking to Doctor Dad, and he said…” As soon as she sits the glass down, I pounce like a hungry lion on a beautiful, graceful gazelle. I grab her waist, lift her off the ground, and push her back against the refrigerator. My hand goes down, over her ass, and I feel goose bumps spread all over my body. I grab one cheek, and pull her against me as I shove my crotch into her stomach.
“Ahhh!” she grunts, as she looks up at me. Her pretty bottom lip is quivering, covered in sticky gloss, and I want to suck on it so badly. I wrap my hand around her thigh, and pull it up so it’s around my waist, as I take her mouth.
She kisses me, but she’s struggling to put her leg back on the ground. I don’t want to let go. My cock is thrusting against her, through the thin cotton of my borrowed pants, and I figure out why she’s pulling away.
I release her delicious mouth, just long enough for her to say, “I’m on the rag.”
“I’ve never been afraid of a little blood,” I lie, and kiss her again. I would have never even thought about fucking Lucy on her period. But I have a feeling, if Lani wanted me to eat her out, I’d do it. Am I addicted? Am I whipped? Hell, I don’t know, and I don’t care. I just need this girl like I need air.
She continues to struggle, until I’ve got my tongue in her mouth and I’m thrusting it in and out. I shove my fingers up under the leg of her shorts and underwear, and she gasps. My fingertips are caressing her soft skin, and she kind of melts, and thrusts against me.
“Play with my tits,” she murmurs against my mouth. I move my hand up over her, feeling her shape under the tight-fitting clothes. Then I unzip the jacket, and grab her breast firmly. She grunts, and I know she’s sensitive, but I want her to feel it. I want her to be too sensitive, and ache from my touch.
She nips at my lip, and I growl into her mouth. “That’s not going to stop me. That’s just going to turn me on.”
“Can we just…You know…” She gasps the words, and I notice her flushed cheeks.
“Tell me what you want, and I’ll do it. I’ll do whatever you tell me to,” I say. As long as I can get my cock inside her, I’ll do whatever she wants.
“Can we just hump,” she whispers. I don’t know what she’s talking about. I stare at her, dumbfounded. “You know, with our clothes on?” She looks almost scared when she says it. I don’t know if she’s afraid I’ll get mad, but something is definitely bothering her.
That’s when it dawns on me. “Like we’re teenagers?” I ask, incredulously.
“Yea,” she replies, so low I can barely hear her. I close my eyes, and I wonder exactly how she expects me to get off like that. Then she lifts up onto her tiptoes, and rubs herself in those tight little shorts down the length of my cock. I think I know how.
I smile down at her. “Sure, baby, but you’re on top. And if I don’t get off, I get to fuck you. Deal?”
“Yea,” she sighs. I step back, and she almost loses her balance as her leg falls away from my waist.
I grab her hand, linking our fingers together, and lead her to the bedroom. “I don’t know if we should go this far, baby. I’m a little nervous.” I look over my shoulder, and grin, and I see her staring at the items scattered over the bed.
I try to release my fingers, so I can pick it up, but she stops me. “I’m sorry I was jealous earlier,” she says, and picks up the picture of me and my kids. “They’re the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen. He looks just like you.” She smiles at me, as if to say, I want one.
“We can’t get you pregnant if we’re just humping,” I remind her. She releases my hand, and I clear off the bed, then lie down on my back. “We’re never going to put a bun in your oven without the creamy filling inside.” I grin.
She takes off her shoes, shorts, and jacket, and leaves them on the floor. I have no idea how she keeps turning me on more and more. The black panties and red tank top are extremely sexy, and covering way too much of her skin.
“Can we wait, until things calm down?” she asks innocently. She climbs on the bed, between my feet, and I watch her crawl up it like a kitten coming for her milk. Her ponytail is hanging over her shoulder, and I reach out and touch it, as she straddles me.
“I might be getting used to the color. I don’t know if I like it.”
“Me too,” she sighs.
“Lani, I love you. I don’t think anything can change that. I’m laying here super excited to not have sex. But I’m gonna let you do what you want, baby. Get yourself off.” She shivers, and I smile. “What am I allowed to do? Can I touch your breasts?” She smiles brightly, and nods, and her eyes are sparkling like emeralds. “Under your shirt?” She shakes her head. “Damn, Lani, you may be the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen. Not just that I’ve had sex with, but that I’ve seen.”
She places her left hand on the headboard, and the other on my cheek. “You look better every time I see you,” she moans. She moves her hips, rubbing herself all the way up the length of my long tool. Her eyelids get heavy, and her pupils dilate. I watch her nipples get hard, showing through the shirt. I move my hand between them, and they get harder as I touch them. She moves her hips back and forth, several times, then she wiggles against it. She sticks her tongue out, and licks her top lip, as she grinds against me from side to side.
She’s really going to do it. She’s going to bring me to orgasm. “I love you, Antony." She leans her weight back, and grinds hard and fast. She’s grunting and moaning, and she’s still got my eyes locked with hers. She shivers, and falls onto me, and as she kisses me I feel her orgasm through our clothes, and I grab her hips and begin thrusting against her, as if I could get inside her.
“I love you, Lani,” I grunt, and I come too, all over my pants. I take several minutes catching my breath, and wondering what the hell just happened.
She props her weight up on my right shoulder, and smiles up at me. I am in heaven. I was killed during my match with the Angel of Death, and I am in heaven. There’s no other explanation for why this gorgeous woman would love me, and want me. There’s no reason for what’s happening. It’s like God sent her to save me; to love me. It’s like she’s my angel.
“Lani, don’t ever leave me like that again. Don’t get mad at me and storm out, without even giving me your phone number. You have to talk to me, Lani.”
“Okay.” She nods, and places a kiss on my smooth cheek. “You look so good, I don’t know which I like better, with the beard or without.”
“I know how I like you: brunette. When are you going to dye it back?”
She shrugs, but doesn’t answer me. “Doctor Dad said I need to help you bathe. Killian said I could bring you some real clothes. Do you like jeans, or cargo pants?” She rolls off the bed, and grabs my right hand for me to follow her.
“You don’t have to buy me clothes, Lani. You don’t have to buy me anything.” For ten years, I didn’t think I’d be out of prison. I never thought I’d be sitting in a nice hotel, with a beautiful woman. I never thought I’d be able to speak to my kids. And she did it all. “I can’t ever repay you for what you’ve already done for me. I can’t give you anything.”
“You have something to give me.” She sighs a little, and I see her pretty bottom lip jut out. God, her fucking mouth does something to me each and every time.
I stare at her, blankly, and finally shrug my shoulders. “What?”
“You. You give me what no one else ever has.” I still have no idea what she’s talking about. “You give me you. You hold nothing back, Antony. You give me everything, you give me all of you. And it’s all I’ll ever want from you.”
My emotions are already high. I’ve already cried on the phone with my kids. So when she says those words, it touches something deep inside me. I feel the tears coming, and I squeeze my eyelids shut tightly. But it doesn’t stop them. My shoulders shudder, and a sob escapes from deep in my chest.
She crawls back onto me, and shushes me. “It’s okay, Tony. Everything’s going to be okay. I promise. I’m never goi
ng to let you down, and I’m never going to let anything happen to you. You’re mine, and I’m going to take care of you.” She covers my cheeks with kisses, until I’ve calmed down. Then she states firmly, “Which includes bathing you, and dressing you. Come on, darling, let me take care of you.”
I let her wipe my tears, and kiss my lips gently. I let her crawl off the bed, and I let her pull me off of it. She fills the tub, while I remove the sling and the shirt, and push my pants to the floor. She looks over my body, probably the first time she’s seen me nude and not hard. Her eyes still grow wide at the sight.
“I swear Tony, I’ve never seen anything like you before.”
“I know the feeling,” I reply, as I climb into the tub. “I’ll let you buy me some clothes, but nothing expensive, if Burke will let you.”
She washes me carefully, and I watch her. “Tony, can I ask you a question?” I nod. I feel like my life is finally here, where I’m supposed to be. “Will you marry me?”
And I know for sure, my life is complete. Everything is going to be okay, as long as I have this woman in my life. As long as she’s with me, nothing will defeat me. Us, I think, as she waits for my answer. “Yes, I’ll marry you, baby.” She smiles up at me. I know this is why I lived through hell, to get to heaven.
I don’t know how long I will be free, or if I will have to go back to prison. I don’t know what tomorrow holds for me. But what I do know, is that as long as Lani loves me, everything will be okay.
Thanks again for reading! I hope you enjoyed Tony and Lani’s story, and I hope you look forward to more of them in book 2!
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