“Are you okay?” I chimed in. She glared at me as my toe slowly moved in and out of her. She looked like she wanted to be so angry at me, but at the same time couldn’t resist how good it felt.
“I, uh, swallowed a bean the wrong way,” she stammered, coughing for effect. Her hand reached under the table, pushing away my foot. I snorted. Both Luke and Sally turned to stare at me.
“Sorry,” I muttered, straightening up in my seat. “So what’s up with you guys?” I said, trying to change the subject.
“We just wanted to talk to you guys about the christening. And we just wanted to make sure you were okay with being godparents.” In particular, Luke looked at me.
I shrugged uneasily. “I’m honored, guys. That you want me to be a godparent is amazing. My first thought was why anyone would bestow me that honor,” I said, half-joking.
“If you don’t want to, we understand. Just think about it, okay?” Sally asked. I nodded, relieved that I might be able to get out of this without harming our friendship.
After dinner, I excused myself to the bathroom. I leaned against the sink, my head tilting against the mirror. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. This was hard. I was sure we were giving ourselves away, but I didn’t know how to stop it. I looked up, surprised, as the door creaked open. Belle squeezed through the small crack, her eyes on mine.
“What are you doing?” I hissed, angry at her for taking a risk that could potentially mess this up. She was so close to me that I was aching to kiss her. Not seeing her the day before and not being able to touch her now was torture. Her fingers placed on my chest was all it took for me to give in.
“I need to kiss you,” she whispered. Her fingers played with my hair as she gazed up at me. When she pulled my head down to hers, I didn’t resist. Her lips crushed against mine. My hands wandered to her face, cradling her head in my hands as we kissed. I maneuvered her so she was up against the sink and I was up against her. She lifted herself onto the vanity, her hands working to unbutton my pants. She reached inside and freed my dick, her fingers running along its length, teasing me, payback for my antics over dinner. I pulled out a condom and handed it to her. She smiled, and slipped it on, her eyes on mine.
“You almost had me coming over dinner,” she whispered, nibbling on my ear as she lined herself up with the tip of my cock. She groaned, her arms wrapping around my neck as I frantically pushed myself inside her.
“Shh,” I whispered, kissing her neck. She nodded, her eyes closed, concentrating on the intensely erotic feelings that were produced by having sex in the bathroom at her brother-in-law and sister’s house while they waited in the other room. I pushed harder, knowing my release was near and that Belle, too, was on the verge of climaxing.
“Oh god!” The words escaped from her mouth before she could stop them, at the same time my load released inside her. I secured my hand over her mouth, not trusting her not to scream as she came. I chuckled softly as she bit down on my finger.
“I’d be very surprised if they didn’t hear anything,” I said, kissing her neck as she caught her breath. I pulled out of her and flicked the condom off into the toilet and flushed.
“Was I that loud?” she said, looking nervous.
I chuckled. “You might want to say you stubbed your toe or something.” I peeked out from the bathroom door, making sure the coast was clear. “Bye,” I said, kissing her.
Chapter Fifteen
I looked at Belle lying on my bed, wearing nothing but my shirt. She was on her stomach, her long legs kicked up in the air as she watched me get dressed. She cocked her head and grinned at me.
“You sure you don’t want to spend the day in bed with me?” she asked, her eyebrows raised as she flexed her toes in the air.
I chuckled as I finished buttoning up my top. “I’d love to, but I really need to get some work done, which I can’t seem to do with you around.” She rolled over onto her back, the shirt spilling open. She was such a tease. Shaking my head, I walked out of the bedroom a
nd toward the kitchen, flicking the coffee pot on. Belle followed me. She leaned up against the wall, her hands behind her back.
Fuck, she was so hot. She looked disheveled and naughty, like she was begging me to play with her. I walked over and looped my hand around her waist. She screamed as I lifted her up, sitting her on the kitchen counter. Her legs wrapped around my waist as my hands roamed her naked body.
“Stop! It tickles!” she laughed, swatting my arms away. I chuckled and continued my assault, ignoring her pleas. Suddenly she froze. She stared past me to the door, quickly wrapping the shirt around her body.
“What is it?” I asked. I turned to the door, confused. My heart stopped beating as the blood rushed from my face. Luke stood in the doorway, his hand on the doorknob, anger and confusion flashing through his eyes. His eyes narrowed as they rested on mine.
“What the fuck is this?” he gasped.
“Luke, it’s not what it looks like,” I said, buckling up my pants.
“Really?” Luke snapped sarcastically. “Because it looked like you were sticking your fucking cock inside my seventeen-year-old sister-in-law.” He slammed the door shut. “Annabelle, get dressed.” His voice was laced with disgust. He turned away as Belle slid off the counter and ran into my room.
“Luke,” I began.
“Don’t you fucking talk to me!” he shouted. He turned around and punched the wall, his fist smashing through the plaster. Blood trickled down his fingers and onto the cream carpet. That’s going to be an ass to get out.
“Why the fuck did you just walk in? Why couldn’t you have knocked?” I asked. Yes, I was poking the beast, but if he wasn’t going to let me explain, then fuck him, I was going to poke away.
“Don’t you dare try and turn this around on me,” Luke cautioned, stepping toward me threateningly. Belle walked out of the bedroom, dressed. I could tell she’d been crying. God knows how long it would be before I was going to see her again.