Squirming on his lap, I clenched my butt cheeks to make sure he hadn’t forgotten how sexy he thought my ass was. “That will be what I remember.”
And he was almost laughing again.
Ha.
He thought I had a great ass and that I was funny.
“I’m going to make sure you remember other things about tonight too.” Anson’s hands went from holding me to caressing me, and even through my clothes, my dick decided it liked the new attention. “You’ll remember how hard I fucked you. How my dick felt inside you. And even how it felt to be bent over for me so I could see your sexy ass as I fucked it.”
Oh yes…those were things I was really hoping would stick with me for a long time.
“Are…are you sure?” Teasing him seemed to be the best way to get from the couch to the bed, so I was hoping I was right. “You’ve been very patient and haven’t been that interested in my ass.”
I managed to shrug like it was confusing and I wasn’t sure what to do, but it was harder than I’d expected because his chest kept jerking.
“Don’t take my patience as a weakness or I’ll make sure you never forget what I think about your ass.” He squeezed the side of my ass as he almost growled out the words, his voice going deep and sexy. “I’d like that too much.”
Wow.
My brain was trying to decide how we could get that without ending up driving him crazy, but he gave me another pat, distracting me. “Up. You’re right. I’ve been too patient and we need to rectify that.”
Really?
That’d been all it had taken?
“But if you drag your feet, I’ll make love to you slowly and gently.” His threat carried serious weight and as I sat up, I could see that he’d do it. “That patient comment is going to come back and bite you in the ass if you’re not careful.”
Oops.
I did my best not to smile or laugh because that seemed like it would be a bad idea, but a snicker escaped as I stood up. “I’m careful. I promise.”
I’d be careful of something…anything.
“I want to be pounded.” Yes, we could make love later if that was what would make him happy. “This time. You can be slow and gentle later if you want to. I can share.”
I wasn’t going to take any chances at the moment, though.
With the threat of slow and gentle hanging over my head, I hurried through the house, stripping off clothes as I ran.
Anson called through the house from the living room, a smile in his voice as the TV still played in the background. “You can share your ass, huh?”
“Yes. It’s only fair that we both get what we want.” I wasn’t sure why that was funny but his laughter made me smile. “But I think I should get to go first since it’s my ass. Then I’ll share.”
Seemed fair to me, but as I flopped down on my bed, I waited to see what Anson would say. But my punishment for being cheeky and possibly messy was for him to make me wait. And wait. And wait.
It took him at least thirty seconds to follow me into the bedroom, and even then he was shaking his head, my clothes in his hands.
“You’re still being patient.” Teasing him might not have been the best idea, but he was so funny as he tried to frown, I couldn’t help myself. “I’m not sure you’re excited about my ass.”
Yep, I was one big bad decision but I rolled over anyway, waving my ass around when I was on all fours. “See? This is worth going faster for.”
He threw my clothes on me.
“Hey.” Laughing, I rolled over and sucked in a breath as he leaned over and pinned me to the bed. “You’re…you’re not being nice with my clothes. After…after I shared my pants with you.”
One oversized pair of sleep pants and a T-shirt had fit him perfectly, but I’d been right. He was half legs and at the moment they were being used to trap me.
“I think I’d rather talk about your manners.” Shaking his head, he kept his expression serious as he shifted his arms closer and somehow had me good and trapped. “Clothes everywhere. Teasing your Dom. Being greedy with your ass. You’ll share? It’s mine, naughty boy.”
