Page 13 of The Pucking Girl Next Door

His assessment of me hits right in the solar plexus. I rub at it, trying to relieve the pain that my best friend just unknowingly set on me, by sharing how he has seen me. But even I have to admit he's not wrong. I have been with anyone in the past just to help fill the lonely hole within me.

Being around Annabelle doesn't give me that feeling, though. When I'm around her, I feel free. Everything that weighs me down daily is lifted and I feel like I can breathe again. If I want to be with her with a blessing from her brother, I'll need to tell him, no matter how uncomfortable it makes me feel.

"I know, but that was just to fill the void. I told you when I came here something was missing from my life, and now I know what it is. It's her. She's everything to me."

A gasp comes from behind me, and I spin around, finding Annabelle standing there with tears in her eyes. At first neither of us say anything, the only sound in the room is Steve yelling through the phone line. "Smith, are you there? What's going on?"

The sound of his voice breaks me from my trance, but my eyes never leave hers. "Hey, man. I've gotta let you go, its time I talk to your sister."

"Good luck, man." With that, you can hear the phone hang up, but all I can hear is the sound of my heart beating. Annabelle finally breaks the silence at that moment. "You want me?"

Not being able to hold myself back, I drop the fork onto the plate of food I had made and eat up the distance between us, my eyes never leaving hers. "Yes. How do you want me to show you? You're my everything, my heart."

With those words, she wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me. Every emotion is in this kiss and it's incredible. Lifting her up, I grip her ass while she wraps her legs around mywaist. I can't help it and rub my hard cock against her, forcing another gasp out of her mouth. I love that fucking sound.

"Prove to me you want me."

I move her up and down against me. "This doesn't prove to you I want you." I grit out as she arches her

back with a moan and it is the sexiest sight I've ever seen.

She rests her forehead against mine and breathes out, "I know I make you hard. I want to know that you want me, for me, not just my body."

I carry her up the stairs, not wanting to waste another moment because I'm going to show this woman of mine what it means to belong to me.

When she realizes that we're moving, she asks, "Where are we going?"

"I'm going to take you upstairs and worship your body. Mark every fucking inch of your skin so you'll always know who you belong to."

Chapter 12

Smith

As soon as I enter the bedroom, I make a mad dash to the bed, dropping her right at the end. She giggles as she bounces against the mattress, splayed out all for me. Fuck, she is so gorgeous, a gift from above. Staring down at her as her blonde hair lays across the bed in contrast with the comforter, I vow I'll do whatever I can to convince her we're good together.

First, by worshipping her. I drop to my knees, reaching for the waistband of her leggings. With a bit of force, I pull them down, revealing a pair of nude panties; I lick my lips. Propping herself up on her elbows, she looks down at me, cheeks bright pink. She tries to shift her legs closed, muttering, "You don't have to."

My hands grip her thighs, forcing them back open, giving me the most beautiful view of her pussy. Gliding my fingers under the hem of her panties, I can feel how wet she is and the thought of all that wetness on my tongue makes me hard as a rock.

"I know I don't have to, but I want, no, I need, to taste you, baby," I mumble as I knot up her panties in my hand and tugthem down her legs. She helps me by lifting her ass off the bed, showing me more of her glistening pussy.

My gaze has been transfixed on her the whole time. Not being able to look away, I adjust myself. I'm not sure my cock has ever been this hard before.

Finally, when I'm able to look away, I find her eyes and keep contact with her, licking right up her slit, gathering as much of her wetness on my tongue. Not willing to stop at that, I explore the way her pussy feels on my tongue, stopping to circle around her clit every few swipes.

With every lick of my tongue, the more restless she becomes. She doesn't seem to have control of herself. Every sound, every movement goes straight to my dick. And all I want to do is thrust right into her so I can know what it's like to have her squeeze her pussy around me. But I need to take my time. This is the time to show Annabelle that I'll worship every single piece of her.

My teeth graze against her clit, pushing her closer to her orgasm, wanting her to come soon, but not before I know what she feels like on my fingers too. I slide a finger inside her while kissing down her inner thighs. Annabelle closes her eyes, but I need to see her when she comes. "Eyes on me, baby." With my words, her eyelids pop back open but stay hooded as she is engulfed with pleasure. "I want to see you when you come for me."

Gliding another finger inside her, I press them upward as I move them in and out of her, searching for the spot that will set her off. I know I've found it when Annabelle chants, "Yes. Yes," as she rocks her hips against me.

"That's right, baby. I want you to come on my fingers and my tongue. Let me taste you."

Leaning down, I suck on her clit as I play with her pussy with my fingers. With the friction, she tightens around me. Her pussypulls them in more when she has a rush of wetness that comes, dripping into my mouth.

I pull out my fingers and lap up every drop that she has on her pussy. Once I feel I've gotten as much of her cum on my tongue as possible, I stand up. If I had it in me, I would be embarrassed by the way my sweatpants are tented but when her gaze goes straight toward my dick, I can feel it getting even harder. I would've never thought I could get any harder at this moment.

When she finally looks back up at me, I don't look away as I lick every inch of my fingers while she watches.

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