“I promise. As long as you tell me why you aren’t happy with Emilio.” She blinks fast, pewter becomes storm clouds. “I know you aren’t happy with him. Tell me why.”
“It’s nothing really. He just talks, like a lot. I think he thinks he’s building rapport or whatever. I prefer how Walters just hangs back unless I talk to him, even then he’s no chatty Cathy. He can be a bit stuffy and he has an odd sense of humor. I actually got him to laugh though, twice.”
The waiter sets down the tiramisu and Anne moans at the sight of it. Fuck me, watching her take a bite makes my cock hard. I can only watch as she takes a second bite.
Her eyes go up to mine in surprise then widen as she sees the desire in mine. “Sweetheart, eat up because I don’t think I can last much longer here.” The little brat laughs. “I’m going to make you pay for that laughter.”
Taking another bite, she pouts. “Don’t get cranky. It’s just, I like knowing I’m not the only who gets all twisty and hungry for sex.”
“Oh, sweetheart, you have to know you aren’t the only one who gets hungry for what we’ll be doing soon. Why do you think I’m here?” Her head tilts in question. Fuck, she doesn’t know. “I’m here because I knew you didn’t like going out with Emilio on your walks as much as Walters. I’m here because like I told you, you’re mine. You’re mine to protect and take care of, to keep happy. If you aren’t happy then I’m not happy. From now on you won’t have Emilio as security. I’ll make a call tomorrow and let them know to just send Walters from now on.”
“Don’t do that, Emilio isn’t bad. I don’t want them to think we are firing him. I would feel awful.” She drops her fork, her face tight in discomfort.
“If it means that much to you then I’ll just tell them we don’t need someone as often.”
Shrugging, she moves a chocolate shaving around on the plate. “It’s just, what now? Walters told me he’s only available four days of the week because he has to take care of his mother. I’m down to four days a week? I was going to the University of Chicago tomorrow to meet with an advisor and do a visit. Walters is off for the next three days.”
“You aren’t down to four days a week. If you want to leave the condo, I’m coming with you.”
Her fork falls with a clank. “What?”
“I’m coming with you. Tomorrow we go to the University of Chicago. You want to take pictures of churches, take another boat ride to see the sights, I’ll go too.
“As Alice has told me numerous times, it wouldn’t kill me to get out of the condo. Between the Shedd and today, I realize I’ve lived in this city going on fifteen years now and barely know it. I figure it will be fun.”
She’s full of hesitation, as if she thinks any moment I’ll change my mind. “Are you sure? You won’t be annoyed with me? I don’t always plan my day. Sometimes I just wander around, other days I pack the day full.”
“I won’t be annoyed. Let m
e know over breakfast or if you’re up later, you knock on my door and I’ll go.”
Her eyes go wide, teasing. “I can knock on your door?”
“Yes, you can knock on my door.”
“Okay, help me eat this dessert like you promised.”
One bite and I understand her moan as she savored her bite. “This is good. The chocolate isn’t too sweet and the espresso is quality. As good as it is, it doesn’t even come close to your sweet pussy.”
She blushes down to her neck. This time she carefully sets her fork down and signals for the check. We’re home in record time. The minute the door to the condo is closed, I rip the sundress down off her body. Then push her back against the closed door with my body. Her hands fumble with the opening of my jeans, as she yanks them down enough to free me. Seeing me free of my jeans she cups me from the base of my cock, pulling me toward her uncovered pussy.
“You left the condo without underwear. Naughty, naughty girl.” I groan into her mouth as I pull her up so she can wind her legs around my hips.
“You’re right, I should be spanked. After you fuck me.” Anne’s hands in my hair force my mouth to hers.
I guide myself into her pushing until I’m buried deep. She cries out for more, begging me to fuck her faster, deeper. I can’t stop, don’t dare stop. Anne cries out as she comes, grasping me deep, urging me to come with her and I do.
Holding her against the door with my body, it takes a while before I can move. She tightens her legs around my waist as I walk us to our bedroom. When I move to lay her down on the bed her legs tighten on my waist again. “Sweetheart, I need to get undressed.”
“You just feel so good.” Her moan in my ear sends a shiver down my spine.
“I’ll be back inside you soon enough, I promise.” With a sigh, she lets me go.
While I undress, her eyes on my every move. With a light tug, what’s left of her dress is gone, her bra follows. She knows I love to stare at her naked body, and poses prettily for me. I run a hand from her inner thigh to cup her, feeling her still swollen, still tender to the touch. “I love it when you do that, you know it.”
“Yes, I do. Now open your mouth.” Her eyes go wide but she doesn’t object. Since the first time she took my cock into her mouth she has woken me with her mouth on my cock more times than I have ever hoped for. She also goes down on her knees at the lightest urging from me, just as often without any urging whatsoever. The first time I took her by her hair and pulled her toward my cock she went willingly, the second time I pushed her down demanding she suck my cock she was so excited by my demand I could see her pussy leaking down to her inner thighs. I love knowing something she once had outlawed was something she now takes pleasure in.
Wrapping her hand around the base of my cock she licks me clean, at first slowly until she’s sucking on me hungrily. The disappointment I’m not hard yet is clear on her face. She lays her head on my stomach, running her fingers lightly over my cock.