Page 22 of You're Mine

He leaned against the front of his sofa, and he reached out, spreading his arms out, going either side of him. “I’m at your mercy,” he said. “Do what you want.”

“You’re not going to stop me?”

“Is it going to hurt?”

“I don’t think so.”

“Then I won’t stop you. I trust you.”

Anna-Beth had already averted her gaze, so she didn’t see the shock he was currently feeling. He’d never trusted anyone in his life, certainly not a woman.

She leaned in close and kissed his neck. He closed his eyes, so he wouldn’t ruin the moment, and it also gave him a few moments to compose himself.

Anna-Beth.

She was getting beneath his skin, and rather than his attraction going dull, it only seemed to be getting stronger.

Pushing all thoughts to the back of his mind, he instead focused on her lips. How perfect they felt on his skin as she kissed his neck. Her tongue danced across the pulse, and then she began to kiss down his chest.

She moved toward his nipples, and she playfully nipped at them, and then slid her tongue back and forth across each mounded peak before moving to the next. She didn’t linger, and George already had an idea of what she intended to do, and he had no problem with it.

Staring at the length of her back, he only wished he had a mirror so he could see her cunt and ass.

“Don’t use your teeth,” he said, as the only warning he intended to give her when it came to her sucking his cock.

She didn’t even hesitate as she wrapped her fingers around his length and then took the tip of him into her mouth, circling the mushroomed head, and then sliding the tip of her tongue down that vein at the side.

“Oh, fuck,” he said.

George didn’t know how he was going to last as she finally put her whole mouth over his dick, and then began to sink low on his length, taking more of him, going deep into her throat. The moment he hit the back of her throat, she pulled back before she could gag.

At first, he didn’t even look at her, because he knew how sexy she would look. Those lips had been designed to wrap around his cock, and now that she finally had his dick in her mouth, he struggled to control himself. Anna-Beth made him feel like a horny teenage boy, not used to the pleasure of a woman’s mouth.

So perfect.

He couldn’t resist looking.

Her hair was in the way, and he broke his promise by reaching out and pulling her hair out of the way, and then he saw her working his length, and fuck, he gritted his teeth. He tried to think of something that would stop him from releasing his cum into her throat. Nothing would help, and as he warned her, he felt his orgasm wash over him, startling him in the ferocity of his release.

Anna-Beth didn’t stop as she swallowed his cum—wave upon wave—until he had nothing left to give, and he was so sensitive.

Finally, he gripped the back of her neck, pulling her off his cock, and then he looked into her eyes and kissed her. He didn’t even care that he tasted himself on her tongue. All he knew was that he had to have this woman. She was driving him crazy and he couldn’t let her go, nor did he want to.

She was everything.

Then, he knew why.

He had fallen in love with Anna-Beth Knight. He didn’t know when it had happened, or even how. She was the complete opposite of him. Staring into her blue eyes, he remembered the moments over the past couple of months. The first time he saw her doing yoga on his back lawn, then the dance-offs … the laughter. Nothing seemed to phase her.

Even when he was moody, she met his grumpiness with laughter and smiles. He loved that she cooked for him, and that even though her parents held so much doubt within her, it hadn’t stopped her from being who she wanted to be.

Anna-Beth was a strong woman, and he loved her.

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It was on the tip of Anna-Beth’s tongue to tell George exactly how she felt. She suddenly didn’t know what harm it could do. They’d never promised each other forever, but she also didn’t want to allow a moment to pass. At least not for herself, and she’d be lying to him if she didn’t admit the truth.

The past few weeks, working closely with him, had been so much better than the past couple of months taking care of his home, even though she loved both. He trusted her in ways no one else ever had.

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