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“Oh God! Oh God! OH GOD! Ander!” She’s saying my name like it’s a prayer as she starts panting and pushing back into my kiss. I find her clit and suck as she screams, her nails sinking into the blankets and her back arching, so I have better access…to everything.

I run my tongue over her back entrance as she screams my name and shakes through a violent climax. But I’m not done with her. I push her with every swirl of my tongue, every pluck of my fingers, and build her right back up.

“Ander, fuck me! God, I need you! I need you to…fuck me!” her words come out on a shattered sob as I use my tongue to spear inside her tight channel while my other hand starts playing with her clit. Her thighs shake and her entire body trembles with the onslaught of ecstasy I am pouring on her. Then she hits her peak and cries out my name as her pussy floods my mouth and face with honeyed cream so sweet I am instantly an addict.

I can practically feel her entrance repeatedly kiss up around my muscle before she loses her balance and sinks to her belly. During the time I was offering her pleasure, I’ve taken my cockout and now I use the globes of her ass to slide my cock against until I can paint my seed on the small of her back and against her asshole. And her still pulsing entrance as well. I cum so hard - harder than I ever have in my life – that all I can do once I’m empty is to slide to my side and roll us, so she’s snuggled against my side. Safe and sound right where she belongs… in my arms.

Chapter Eleven

Lolly

I wake up extremely warm and kind of stiff. It takes me a second to recall what the hell is going on and why I’m on the floor. As I wake up more and more, memories flood my mind, and I open my eyes good and wide now. Ander kept his word about spending all night eating my… me. He woke me up so many times I lost count. I would come awake with his mouth on me and his tongue busily fanning the flames of my desire which I found out is located directly on my clit.

But now morning light is spilling into the room and the reality of what I let him do is sinking in. He’s practically still a stranger. I reach out for him but come up empty. And my morning goes from bad to worse when I hear the familiar sound of my mother’s voice calling my name.

Oh Shit!

I struggle up and barely put my clothes back just when Mom, Dad, and Cammie all come into the den. By the look on their faces, they are just as surprised and shocked as I am. It doesn’t take long for them to recover, however.

“Young lady, what is all of this?” The disappointing tone is one I am hugely familiar with from my mom.

I think hard but nothing is really coming to mind to tell her.

“And with Mr. Baxter in the house. What were you thinking?”

Again, I open my mouth but my mother is having none of it.

“I can only hope you haven’t ruined the sale.”

“Sale?”

A noise has everyone turning to look at Ander standing in the doorway.

“Mr. Baxter, so good to finally meet you?”

I look from him to my dad who steps forward to offer him his hand. Ander takes it and gives it a sharp shake before dropping it. His eyes never leave mine.

“I do so hope whatever Lilly is doing hasn’t changed your mind about wanting to buy, Mr. Baxter.” My mother puts in and Cammie can hardly keep her tongue in her mouth as she sizes him up.

I’m hit with a sinking feeling in the hollow pit of my gut as more than the sun dawns this morning. I don’t think Anders is who I thought he was. When I look into his eyes, I can tell he isn’t. I was a fucking idiot. I still am actually.

I watch as my sister slithers over to him and puts her hand on his chest while batting her eyes at him. Not wanting to see how Ander falls under her spell, I focus on Mom and Dad.

“The heat’s out.”

With that, I strategically gain my feet while keeping the blanket wrapped around my waist since I’m not sure where my sleep shorts went and head for their room.

“Oh, and I’ve been using your bed because Cammie has a huge dildo in her room. Bye.”

I make sure I waste no time as I start throwing shit into my bag after pulling on the pair of jeans I wore yesterday and a sweater I'm not certain is clean. I don't really care anymore. I just want to get out of here. Before I can make my exit, Cammie is in the doorway holding up my sleep shorts.

“You slept with that hottie.” She’s got a cat’s smile on her face, the kind they get when they’ve just eaten a bird. “Did you know he’s a millionaire when you fucked him?”

“I don’t know anything about the man, Cammie" Clearly not what I thought I did. "And it’s none of your business what I did or didn’t do.”

I snatch the shorts from her hand.

“I could get you in real trouble with Mom and Dad if I told them you were fucking the investor they’re trying to sell the place to. Do you know how angry Mom will be?”

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