Page 26 of My Anchor (Trio Series 1)

“Can you please tell me where we are going I hate surprises.” I'm whining I know but I really don't care, I'm really not a surprise kind of person.

“No screamer, you keep that blindfold on, spoil the surprise and you won't get any of my cock tonight,” Lee says with a chuckle.

“Oh, you think I want your cock? Maybe I don't need your cock anymore.” This makes him laugh even harder. Then I feel his hand on my thigh.

“Oh you want it babe, and yes you do need it.” He drifts his hand up further. I'm wearing a pair of jean shorts and a Kelly green tank top. Oh and a damn black bandanna for a blindfold. Knowing he is going to keep going and feel that I do indeed want his cock I slam my legs together.

“No, you don't get to do that if I have to wear this.” I gesture to the offending piece of material tied around my face. “You will just have to suffer through, just like I do.” He takes his hand away and I can feel the vehicle slowing down.

“Doesn't matter we’re here.” Oh, thank god. I go to reach for my blindfold but he stops me.

“Oh no, you don't, we aren't completely there yet.” I can hear people chattering and smell wonderful food of all kinds. I think I also smell some kettle corn too. My mouth starts to water.

“Oh please, I really can’t take it any longer.” I hear him get out of the jeep and then he is opening my door lifting me out to stand.

“Ready?” He asks. Oh, he is so frustrating.

“Yes Please can you take this damn thing off now?”

“You know I'm really liking this whole begging thing, it’s really turning me on babe.” Ass, that’s it, I reach up and pull down the blindfold, then shield my eyes from the bright sun. It’s a hot day, I didn't notice much when we were driving but now that we aren't moving it really is very warm.

“Where are we?” I ask looking around. There are small booths set up and food trucks everywhere, all in a long line that loops around a once cleared out piece of land.

“It's a festival of sorts, people selling their crafts, antiques, and there are even food trucks. You like funnel cake?”

“Do I like funnel cake? What kind of a question is that? Of course, I fucking do. Who doesn't? But I do smell kettle corn right? That is definitely a first stop.” He laughs then points over to the entrance which isn't too far from where we are parked. There is a big white and red trailer that says Kettle Corn on it. Yep, that is where we are headed.

An hour later we haven't even gotten through the whole place, there is just too much to look at. People and their crafts just amaze me sometimes. Reminds me of going to them with my mom. We come up to an exhibit that has all kinds of things made out of wheat. Everything from Christmas ornaments to little place mats and a few wreaths made out of just the heads of the wheat, with a big bow in front. Sort of like a Christmas wreath would be.

“My mom made these before she died,” I tell Lee pointing to the wreaths. “She did all kinds of them not just Christmas ones. I didn't get to keep any, when she died Dad burnt all of her crafts, said we didn't need the shit laying around anymore.” I brush my hand across the soft tops of the wheat. If you go up the stem it will be smooth if you go down you will get snagged. I can hear my mother say.

“You want to go to the next one?” Lee asks sensing my sadness. I nod, I almost feel bad for the guy. He has in his hands all of the bags that are filled with all of the stuff I have bought. Oh yes, and my half ate bag of kettle corn. We move on and find a jewelry exhibit, looking around I see that it is all very unique.

“Hey, babe give me your wrist,” Lee says. Turning around I hold out my hand. He has a small bracelet in his hands, having abandoned the bags on the ground next to him. After he clasps it around my wrist I hold it up and look at it. It’s a small silver chain looped around with an anchor holding it together.

“It’s cute, thank you. Reminds me of your boat.”

“Yeah kinda what I was going for, it makes me think of our first date for some reason.” With a smile, he takes my hand and kisses the inside of my wrist. “Think of me when you look at it.”

“I will,” I say then go up on my tiptoes and give him a kiss. “Thank you,” I tell him again.

“I think I got way to much sun today.” I groan. I didn't even think of bringing any sunscreen with today and I got burnt to a crisp.

“You are looking a little red babe, here let's take off your shirt, you lay down and I will be right back okay?” I don't really even answer I just give a grunt and with a chuckle, he is out the door.

We are back at his place and I am now laying face down, sans shirt and bra, in his soft bed. My back feels like it is on fire, and yes I'm a little bit of a baby because it really might not be all that bad. Doesn't mean that it doesn't hurt any less.

Lee must be gone for quite a while because I doze off and when I wake I feel something cool touch my back which of course jolts me awake.

“Fuck that’s cold!” I shout out.

“Shit sorry I didn't think you were sleeping I thought I heard you say something when I came in. I have some after sun care stuff, hold still and I will put it on. You’ll feel better.” He starts applying after I tell him to get on with it. It really does feel good. After he has my back done he covers it with something soft and has me to roll over so he can get my front. He starts applying the white cream to my chest it feels so good I let out a moan.

“Feel good?” I just smile at him, then he bends down and takes one of my nipples in his mouth, dirty bastard. This makes me moan a little but more. He takes his hands away for a moment and wipes them off on a towel he has next to the bed. “There you’re all doctored up, now a little something for the pain.” He tells me then starts to unbutton my shorts. Oh, I like Dr. Lee. I lift my hips just enough for him to get my shorts and panties off in one pull. My legs aren't as burnt as my back and shoulders are so when he touches them it doesn't hurt.

He goes down toward the bottom of the bed and gets on his knees with is hands on my ankles and slowly starts making his way up to the juncture of my thighs. When he gets there he starts slow and before too long I'm falling over the edge into bliss. Yes indeed, best medicine ever.

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