Page 85 of The Ghost of You

Her eyes never leave mine. Even as she starts to gag and her eyes start to water.

My balls tighten and the need to let go shoots through my spine.

“Baby, I’m going to—”

Her left hand goes to my balls, pulling on them as she lightly runs her teeth down my shaft before sucking me deep.

I hold on to her head as I explode in her mouth. I close my eyes and throw my head back, seeing stars, as she swallows every ounce of me.

Her mouth makes a popping sound as my dick falls out of her mouth. I look down at her and she is smiling at me, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

I bend down and pull her up from under her arms, lifting her so her legs wrap around my waist. “You didn’t have to do that.”

Her cheeks flame. “I’ve been wanting to do that since you walked in on me in your bathroom.”

I kick my pants off my ankles. “And I’ve been wanting to make your body flush since that day too.” I take her bottom lip into my mouth and a little moan escapes her. “On every surface in my house.”

Her mouth is on mine so quickly I almost stumble back from the force. It doesn’t take her long to grind her body against my hips. And since she is wearing a dress, I can feel the heat of her. My dick hardening again at the feel.

I walk her up the stairs to my bedroom, setting her on the bed, claiming her mouth. I move to her neck, leaving a trail of kisses down to her clavicle. My tongue finds its way to her ample cleavage and I pull her dress to the side to take a nipple into my mouth. I know she loves it. I almost got her off on it this morning.

“Fuck, Noah.”

I look up at her and smirk. “Oh there will be fucking.”

She giggles and I pounce on top of her, claiming her mouth again. Being with her is fun, carefree. I’m not weighed down by anything or anyone. This is the first time since Claire that I am sleeping with someone for more than just the release. I’m with Anna because she makes me feel something I never thought I would feel again.

Hope.

Hope that there will be better days ahead.

Hope that I can let go of the burdens I am holding on to. That I can rebuild my life.

She pushes me over so she is on top of me. She grinds over my dick and I can feel her arousal seeping through the lace of her panties.

She is a sight.

One tit is hanging out of her dress, her face and chest flushed. She bites on her bottom lip as she moves over me, her head thrown back, hands in her wild curls.

I grip her ass, pulling her hard on to my dick. She groans so loud I can feel the vibrations in my body.

I find the zipper of her dress and start to pull it down when I smell burning. “Shit, I forgot about dinner.” Anna starts to zip her dress but I pull her hands away. “Dinner can wait. But this better be off when I come back upstairs.” I pinch her nipple before sliding her off me and heading downstairs.

I turn the heat off on the stovetop. I pull the lid off the pasta and fortunately it isn’t burned. I stir it and set it to the side, replacing the lid. The garlic bread in the oven however is blackened. I toss it before hurrying back up the stairs.

And do I arrive to a sight to see.

Anna is propped against the headboard completely naked, her legs spread so I can see glimpses of her wet, plump pussy between her fingers as she slides them between her folds.

I growl and her eyes snap open, landing on mine.

I crawl on to the bed, never breaking our connection.

I slide up between her legs, removing her fingers, and sucking them into my mouth.

She groans as I suck them deep.

“You couldn’t wait for me?”

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