“I’d eat your pussy if we had more time,” he said before undoing his pants and pulling his long, thick, pierced cock out.
I was quick to shift and slide down on it, a low, strained groan falling from his lips as he bottomed out inside me.
“Mm, baby,” he said breathlessly. “I love you.”
“I love you.” I rode him, his hands on my hips guiding me.
His lips pressed to mine, his kiss deep and possessive. That was the thing about Anson. He did everything with his entire heart, including loving me.
The last almost five years had been the best of my life, despite all the heartache I lived with.
I twisted my fingers in his black hair, earning another growl from him as he shifted upward and hit a spot within me that made me whimper out his name.
“Oh god,” I rasped.
“Yeah, baby? You like that?” Anson asked against my lips.
“Yes. Yes,” I moaned.
“Shh.” He kissed me again. “Shh, songbird. You know the rules. You have to be quiet when my cock is buried inside you when we are in public.”
I whimpered, my release teasing me.
Anson knew every tell I had and railed into me hard, sending me spiraling over the edge. It took everything I had not to shriek his name.
He followed a moment later, his dick pulsing inside of me.
Breathless, I pressed my forehead against his.
“You’re my whole world, LeeLee,” he murmured, cradling my face.
I kissed him gently. “I love you, Ani.”
He smiled at that, so much adoration on his face.
“Fuck, I will never get used to this,” he continued softly.
“Mm.” I kissed him again. “Me either.”
He chuckled and squeezed my hips. “Based on the number of stops we’ve made, I’d say we have enough time for one more go.”
I smiled at him before slowly moving again. He let out a soft groan, his hands guiding me as he liked.
“LeeLee, baby.” He jutted up into me. “Faster. Make me come for you.”
I loved it when he went weak for me like that. I moved faster. He captured my lips with his to silence my moans.
I came a moment later, my body trembling.
He followed, shaking beneath me, his cock pulsing deep inside me a final time.
We both came down breathlessly, our foreheads against one another, while I stayed on his lap, his dick still buried inside me.
“I can’t wait until we’re making our baby,” he whispered. “I keep dreaming of him.”
I raked my fingers gently through his hair. We had been discussing having another baby lately. We had Ellie, but had been talking about having another one. We were just going to do it, and whoever got me pregnant would be fine, but I knew both Evan and Ani were hellbent on competing with one another over it. “Soon, Ani. A few more shows.”
“I’m counting it down.” He kissed me again.
