Page 68 of Becoming His
“It’s a joke, right?” I choked out, a laugh escaping my lips.
Her mouth did the cute thing she did when she was confused, opening and closing like a fish. I laughed and raised her hands to my lips, kissing the soft skin.
“Baby. Elena is incapable of lovinganyonebut herself. There’sno wayshe’s in love with Mr.-fucking-Herbert.”
“Bailey. I could see it in her eyes. She meant it. Shewantsthat baby. She told him she was on birth control.”
I shuddered, realizing I had a lucky escape from the vicious bitch. I refused to ever sleep with anyone without a condom, so in my honest opinion, Mr. Herbert was a loser.
“So you know whose problem it is, babe? Theirs. Not ours.”
She bit her plump bottom lip, and blood rushed to my cock, making me instantly hard.
“If you want a serious conversation with me, stop biting your lip,” I warned her.
She lifted her eyes to mine as she slowly released her lip, indentations left where her teeth had sunk into the soft flesh. She looked up at me, her hands sliding into mine as she pressed her body against me. Her sweet perfume filled my nostrils, the swell of her small breasts against my chest distracting me completely. I pressed my lips against hers, and she let out a tiny groan, my tongue entering her mouth urgently.
This girl drives me fucking insane.
I walked her backward, holding her steadily in my arms until she fell onto her bed, her legs wrapping around my waist naturally. She kissed like she wanted to fuck, every damn time. Her hot mouth moved urgently against mine as her hands instantly moved the waistband of my bottoms, her hand seeking my solid cock. I groaned when she wrapped her hand around it, pumping slowly. I swear to God, it took everything I had not to bend her over the bed and fuck her until she screamed, but seeing as her family was in, I’d have to show a bit of restraint.
“Anna, baby, don’t make me lose control here,” I whispered as she slid my bottoms down, exposing me.
“But I want you inside of me.”
She grabbed my hand, placing it on the waistband of her shorts as she began to wriggle out of them.
Damn.
I pulled them down in one movement before I reached for my wallet. My fingers located the foil wrapper, tearing it open with my teeth. I slid it onto my cock as she gave me a wicked smile, her eyes locking with mine.
“You’re going to have to be so quiet,” she whispered as she guided me inside her, gasping as I entered her slowly. She wassofucking tight.
“I’ll be quiet,” I whispered hoarsely, feeling her legs wrap around me, allowing me deeper access. I slowly thrust against her, one hand on the headboard and the other gripping her hips as she moaned into my neck. I could see the swell of her breasts beneath her thin vest, the nipples hard and erect as she pulled me closer to her, her nails dragging down my back as I gritted my teeth silently.
“Fuck me harder, baby. Please,” she begged, making me grin. Her wish was my command. I pushed her legs down before flipping her over onto her front, her ass exposed to me.
Fuck she was beautiful.
I entered her again, making her moan. As I thrust into her, her body trembled, a sign I knew she was almost there. I couldn’t hold back much longer either, especially when she slammed her hips back against me, our bodies making a slapping sound as they met. She began to moan, and I slid my hand around her mouth to dull her cries as she came, her hands clenched into fists. Finally, I exploded, biting my lip so hard I tasted blood. I slowed, allowing our bodies to still before I slid out of her, pulling a tissue from the bedside table so she could clean herself up. I removed the condom, tied a knot in the end, and wrapped it in tissue before tossing it in the trash.
Annabelle gazed at me as she slid her underwear back on, her lips swollen from the kissing and my hand against her mouth, no doubt. I smirked at her, pulled my joggers back up, and joined her on the bed. She pulled her shorts on and straddled me, her lips meeting mine, the kiss much softer now.
“That was—” She paused as she searched for the right word. I watched her, my heart pounding against my chest as her eyes brightened. “Fucking insane, to quote you.”
I grinned. “I thought we were having a serious conversation, Miss Aurelle?”
She giggled as I kissed her again, my arms wrapping around her waist.
I am absolutely in love with her.
I ran my fingers through her hair as she gazed at me in adoration, a smile playing on her lips.
“I wanna marry you one day,” she admitted, and I felt my heart skip a beat.
“You wanna marry me?” I echoed, and she blushed, nodding happily.
I knew she meant it, the look in her eyes mirroring the feelings I had deep inside. I studied her as I moved her hair out of her face, admiring the tiny sprinkle of freckles over the bridge of her nose.
