Page 107 of Anchor

“Taland,” I breathed, the anticipation killing me already, but he grabbed my legs and put then over his shoulders, and with his eyes locked on mine, he began to plant kisses all over my thighs.

Watching him kissing me, licking me, worshipping my body the way he did was unlike anything else I’d ever felt before. It was a different kind of power, pure and honest and so damn powerful, I felt like I was sitting on top of the world.

He inched his way up to my pussy slowly. Never once did he look away from me, and I loved him for it because the spark in his eyes was better than anything magic could make.

But when he flicked his warm tongue over my throbbing clit, I didn’t last much longer. He went at it like he meant business, and I was already wet from having him in my mouth—my throat was definitely happy again.

Though I wanted to watch him eat me like that forever, my body had a mind of its own. My back arched and my head fellback, and I had to focus on holding myself up so I didn’t fall from the second floor and break my neck or something. Very inconvenient. So, I gripped the wood even tighter, and my eyes were half open when I was seconds away from the orgasm.

I saw the night sky, all those stars twinkling in the distance. I saw the golden sparks that had spread all around me like fireflies. I could have sworn they were clinging to my skin, making me look like I was being lit from within as well, like my blood was golden and it was glowing.

“Taland,”I called out his name, not caring if somebody could hear, surrounded by the night and golden sparks and trees on all sides. I came so hard I’d be shocked if the entire world didn’t feel it with me. I floated and swam and glided over the surface of the world all at once, while those sparks remained all over me.

When I finally looked down at Taland, I found him still on his knees with my legs over his shoulders, watching me with a mesmerized smile on his face, the small lights making his eyes golden.

Goddess, I love this man,I thought, but my jaws didn’t work well enough to say the words out loud.

“I’ve never seen a more beautiful view,” he whispered, smiling as he trailed kisses over my pelvis and my thighs again, before he put my legs down and grabbed me in his arms. Good thing he did because I doubted those legs could carry me. He had a way of turning all my limbs to jelly, and I considered it a success that I hadn’t fallen off that window.

“Taland,” I said, moving toward the bed automatically, thinking we were going to lie down. “Are we—”going to sleep now,I was going to say, but he didn’t let me.

“Oh, we’re not done yet, sweetness. I have to make you come a few more times.” And he took me toward the door.

No—the armchair.

He grabbed all our clothes with one hand and threw them over the bed, then he pulled the armchair to the side and bent me over the back of it. All.The. Way.

A slap on my ass, then another. The sound rang in my ears, and my scream filled the room, and the sparks continued to fly out the window still, but I didn’t care. He said he’d make me more, and I didn’t doubt that he would.

“Look at you…” He sounded in awe as he rubbed the spots he’d just slapped, pushed my buttocks to the sides as he analyzed every little inch of me. My cheek was pressed to the seat of the armchair, my hands firmly on the armrests so I couldn’t see him very well, but I saw the lust in his eyes and that was enough to set me on fire again.

The anticipation did the rest—and so did the third slap.

The vibrations went straight to my pussy, I swear it, and I was moaning out his name before he even thrust his thumb inside me.

“Fuck, sweetness. You look so good bent over like this,” he muttered, strings of curse words leaving him in a whisper every few seconds as he pushed his thumb deeper, and with his other hand caressed my back.

I feel good bent over like this,I thought but couldn’t say—and it was true. My ass was in the air and my face down and I couldn’t move if I tried—I was completely at his mercy.

He touched my feet with his to tell me to spread my legs wider, and my body obeyed without me even having to think about it. I felt his hard cock against my ass cheeks, and when he took his thumb out of me, he guided the tip of him up and down, teasing my folds, my clit, my entrance and higher up, until I was shaking with need again.

“I love your appetite,” Taland said, and I could hear the grin in his voice just fine. He slapped me again,hard, and my ass throbbed and stung and felt might fine.

At the same time, he thrust only the tip of him inside me.

I moaned, raised my ass as far as I could, but the position didn’t really let me move much.

“Steady, baby,” he whispered and gripped my hip in his hand tightly, while with the other he guided his cock up and down and inside me slowly, playing with me until he couldn’t take it anymore.

All I could do was stay there, bent over and sprawled wide open for him on that armchair, moan and whisper his name, wait for him to fuck me.

And, boy, did he fuck me good.

By the time he thrust his cock inside me all the way, I was halfway there. In this position, he seemed to get even deeper, and within the minute, all I felt was him. My entire focus was on where we connected, on how he filled me, how he gripped my ass in his fists and pounded into me hard enough to make the chair move.

When he came, he whispered my name, and it was still the sexiest thing I had ever heard. The sound of it, the way he held himself deep inside me while he spilled his cum, made me fall over the edge, too.

He loved it when my pussy squeezed him the way it did when I came, so he stayed there for a long time, whispering praise to me, caressing my ass and my back, telling me how he wanted to do this again and again until the world fucking ended.

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