Page 23 of My Anchor (Trio Series 1)
“You may think Rick is gay, but babe he ain't completely gay. Just had to let him know who you belonged to. I wasn't about to fuck you for the first time and have you keep quiet.” Tingles. Everywhere. Wait.
“What do you mean not completely gay? That’s not even a thing. You think he is bisexual?” I guess that would go with what Cristal was saying.
“You think I would miss him checking you out in that thing you call a swimsuit? He was eying you up as much as he eyed up Shawn and me.” Well shit.
“We just made his day yesterday then didn't we?” I laugh out.
“Little shit.” He flips me onto my stomach pulls down my shorts just enough to expose my ass and slaps it, hard. This surprises me and I yelp.
“What the hell Lee?” I'm flipped back over then my shorts are being pulled down the rest of the way. He hops off the bed and pulls his pants down too. Grabbing a condom from his wallet making quick work of putting it on his thick cock. Then he is back on the bed and between my legs guiding himself to my slick entrance pushing in slowly. I moan and arch into him loving that first stretch of him entering me. He starts to pick up the pace and I can’t help but start to get noisy. What can I say, I'm a vocal lover.
“You gotta be quiet babe.” He whispers in my ear.
“Can’t” is all I can say back. Suddenly he pulls out. “What are you…” is all I get to say before he flips me over putting my ass in the air and my face in my pillow. “Scream all you want now Screamer.” He growls out then slams back into me hard. I cry out into the pillow. This is my favorite position and we haven't tried it before now. Damn does it feel good. He grabs my ass cheeks and squeezes, I love that. Then I feel his thumb brush against my asshole and I can’t help it I jump. That really isn't something I’ve been into, I got really drunk one night and tried it and I'm in no hurry to try it again.
“Easy babe I won't go there just giving you a little tickle is all.” This relaxes me and I let it go. In all honesty, it does feel good just enough to push me over the edge and I'm coming in no time. I feel him speed up then suddenly he pulls out. I feel hot spurts of his release coat my back. Marking me. Then he collapses and pulls me into him so we are front to back with the stickiness in between us. Not too many men would be okay with that. They can squirt it all over us but when it comes to getting it on themselves they want nothing to do with it. Well unless they are jacking off that is.
“You’re mine babe. Don't forget that.” He whispers in my ear. “Sorry about this morning, it’s just a hard subject to talk about.”
“You can talk about it whenever you are ready.” Stroking his arm and kissing his hand resting my cheek on it.
“I was going to be a dad once but she took that away from me. Went and got an abortion and in turn ripped my heart out. The date is the day I found out.”
“That… really sucks.” Is all I can say because, well, it does.
“Yeah. Haven't talked to her since she told me what she did. Can’t do it. Can’t even stand to look at her.” He sighs. “Good night babe. Waffles in the morning?” he asks getting a chuckle out of me and lighting the mood.
“You and your waffles.” I pause, turn and kiss him once more. “I would love to, goodnight.”
