Page 72 of Losing Ansley

"I missed you so much, Linc." I kiss him, and he returns it with enthusiasm. He rocks into me, and I hold onto him for dear life as he ruts into me.

"I want you to go in there a little dirtied up," I tell him, causing him to stutter.

"I want people to know the put-together Lincoln was sullied by his best friend's little sister." I gasp out.

"Fuck Ansley! Keep talking like that, and I won't be going in there at all tonight. I'll be worshiping this pussy all night." He says, and I chuckle huskily.

"Oh, that's the plan anyway, Linc." I bite his neck. He picks up speed, twisting his hips just right, making me barrel straight toward another orgasm.

"Come on, baby." He encourages me as I cling to him.

"Don't stop! Please don't stop!" I whisper over and over.

"Not a chance in hell." He responds, then I'm catapulting over the precipice, and he's catapulting with me. He moans in my ear, and I feel him pulse in my pussy. We stay like that for several long minutes until he pulls out and drops me to my feet, ensuring I'm steady. He fixes my dress, then adjusts his pants and tucks himself back in.

But he doesn't make himself look impeccable like he did when he came out here. His shirt isn't tucked to the Lincoln standard, and he doesn't comb his hair just right. He arches an eyebrow at me.

"Do I look completely debauched?" He asks, and I chuckle, nodding my head. I wrap my arms around his shoulder while I feel his cum seep out of me. He leans in and rubs his lips along my neck.

"I'm so glad you're here, sweetheart." He murmurs into my skin, and I melt into him.

"Are you going to dance with me?" I ask him. He leans back to look at me.

"All night long." He replies, and butterflies erupt in my stomach.

"But we need to get back inside because they'll be announcing me soon." He pulls me into his chest and gives me a hard kiss. "We're going to talk later." He tells me.

"I know. I have a lot to tell you." I reply. He tilts his head, giving me a small smile. He leans in and gives me one more kiss before leading me through the door.

"I have to go stand by the stage." He lets me know.

"I'll be with Liv, Caroline, and Bass." I point toward where they're standing.

"I'll find you after." He kisses me on the forehead, and I make my way to my friends. Liv bumps her head into my shoulder, smiling.

"I see you were successful,"

I smirk as I watch Lincoln take the stage. He still looks impeccable, but anyone who knows him will notice the small tells that he's not entirely put together.

"He didn't even put up a fight." I tell them. Bass snorts, and all three of our heads turn to him.

"He wouldn't, with him being a red-blooded male and all who hasn't seen his woman in over two weeks. And the first time he sees her, she's dressed to the nines." Caroline looks up at Bass and pats his cheek.

"So profound." She murmurs. Bass shrugs and pulls her in closer to him.

"Just telling it like it is, baby." He replies, and Caroline snorts.

"So what'd you say to him?" Liv asks, and I bite my lip, trying to hide my smile. I glance at Caroline and then at Bass, unsure if I should say it in front of him. But she shrugs, nodding slightly, letting me know it's okay.

"I told him I wasn't wearing any panties," I whisper so other people don't hear. Bass doesn't respond other than his eyes widening slightly.

"Holy shit, if you had said that to me, I would have been on you, too," Caroline says, and we all laugh. Bass leans down and bites her ear.

"You really are my dirty girl, aren't you?" He mumbles only loud enough for us to hear, and we shake our heads. We all stop talking and turn our attention to Lincoln as he begins speaking. I bite my lip as he stares at me while reciting his speech. Not once having to use the note cards, he had me read.

LINCOLN DANCES WITHme all night. I've been to a few of these parties and never danced with him at any of them. It's the last song, and I'm enjoying every second. My head is just under his chin as we rock back and forth. He pulls away to look down at me.

"Are you feeling sticky?" He asks. Heat travels up my neck and face as I try to hide my smile.

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