Page 71 of Losing Ansley

"I know! Right?" She rubs her stomach. "The dress I planned on wearing, I couldn't wear. We had to go find another one earlier this week." She points at Bass, and I smile at him.

"Hey, Bass! Thanks for helping with my conniving plan." He shrugs.

"I'm just along for the ride." He states as he wraps his arms around Caroline. I pull my phone out of my clutch purse and hand it to Bass.

"Can you take a picture of us?" I ask him, and he smirks.

"Of course! You ladies look beautiful." He takes several pictures. I return the favor by taking pictures of him and Caroline. Music starts playing, and they all turn to look at me.

"Alright." Liv claps her hands. "He'll be out here in just a few minutes to prepare for his speech." She informs the group. I force myself not to bite my lip, so I don't mess up my lip gloss.

"If he shows up all hot and bothered, we'll know the plan worked." Caroline states, and my mouth pops open. Liv throws her head back and laughs. Sebastian grabs her ass and begins to push her toward the door.

"You're such a dirty girl." He growls in her ear, and she giggles. Liv looks at me, rolling her eyes, and I chuckle as I stand to the side where Lincoln won't notice me right away when he comes out here. I lean back against the railing and wait. I try to ignore the chill that's beginning to set in now that I don't have anyone out here to keep my attention off it.

What seems like forever, but I'm sure is only a few minutes, the door slides open, and Lincoln steps out on the balcony. He doesn't notice me immediately, and I take the opportunity to admire him. He's wearing a black tux with a black shirt and tie. He looks absolutely delicious. I push off the railing, and that movement has his head snapping in my direction.

His eyes connect with mine for a second, then they travel down my body and back up again. When his eyes connect with mine again, he begins to stalk toward me again.

"Ansley." He breathes out.

"Hey, Linc." I greet him. He stops before me but doesn't touch me, and I hate it. His eyes travel down my body again.

"You look fucking gorgeous." He tells me. I smile and lean forward so my mouth is right beside his ear.

"I'm not wearing any panties," I whisper. And that's all it takes. His hand comes up to my throat, and he twists me so he can push me back against the building. He uses his other hand to lift my dress where the split is; his hand finds my naked pussy, and then his mouth is on mine.

I wrap my arms around his neck and take everything he's willing to give me. His finger runs up my slit, pulling his mouth from mine.

"You're so wet for me, baby. Have you been thinking about this all day?" He asks as he plunges one finger inside me. My knees buckle, and he has to wrap one arm around my waist to hold me up.

"Yes. I've been thinking about this all week." I confess. He sucks and nips on my neck, his finger hooking just so.

"And you came out here to distract me from practicing my speech?" He asks as he continues to move his finger in me. My mouth is open as I gasp for air then he's putting two fingers in me.

"Take the cards out of my coat pocket and read them to me." My eyes fly to his when he stops moving.

"What?" I ask, not sure I understood.

"Take the cards out of my coat pocket and read them. If you stop, I won't let you come." He tells me. I groan, pulling his jacket away and searching inside his pocket to find them. I bring them in front of my face so that I can read. He still hasn't moved his fingers, so he's telling the truth.

"I want to start…." He begins to move his fingers, and I choke on the words. He stops moving.

"I can't. I can't do it, Linc." I plead. His mouth lands on the sensitive spot just below my ear.

"You can and you will." He instructs. I pull the cards in front of my face again and reread them as he moves his fingers. I get two sentences this time, but he adds a third finger. I'm going to come, and I stutter again, causing him to stop.

"Please, Lincoln!" I beg, and he chuckles darkly in my ear.

"You did this, sweetheart. Now you have to suffer the consequences. I'll give you exactly what you want, but you're going to give me what I want." I whine, but I start rereading the card, and he moves his fingers again. I can't help it, but I start riding his hand to hurry him along, but he doesn't allow me.

"You're going to read the whole thing. Then I'm going to fuck you, fill your pussy up with my cum, so that you will be dripping wet when we go back in there, and my release will paint your thighs." I moan at the visual and bring the cards in front of me again.

This time I make it all the way through. On the last sentence, he increases the speed and pressure, but I'm a good student and will make it through this time. On the last word, he presses his thumb against my clit, and I'm coming so hard I see stars. He covers my mouth with his other hand because there's no way I can be quiet.

He takes the cards from me and puts them back in his coat pocket, then he unbuttons his pants and pushes them down, so his cock springs free and lifts me. He lines himself up with me and sinks into me. We both moan together, and he rests his forehead against mine.

"I've missed you and this pussy so much." He whispers. Then he begins to move.

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