Bought For A Baby, Kept For A Lifetime-Chapter 153: My Favorite Part Of You

If he wanted to leave the room when he found the door locked from the outside, he would have done so, but maybe his grandfather’s and the butler’s games weren’t a nuisance for him after all, maybe he wanted to be here, in the same space as her, and maybe he wanted to do more than just sit quietly in her room.

Maybe he wanted to kiss her, slow and languidly, maybe he wanted to taste the sweet tenderness of her skin, maybe he wanted to hear her moan softly for him, maybe he wanted to explore and find what makes her writhe in pleasure.

She’d come to him herself when he’d restrained himself, resting against the couch with his eyes closed, not only that, she’d touched him first, a soft brush of her fingers over his brows but it shattered whatever restraint he’d put on himself to stay away.

"I...I need a minute to prepare for the game." She suddenly said after hearing what the game was.

"Oh?" He tilted his head, "But I already gave you that chance and you refused it, the timer already started."

He trailed his hand tentatively up her pajama shirt, the feeling of her skin through a fabric was very different from the reality.

Her skin was soft and supple, very warm to the touch but he felt her tremble and her breath shuddered.

He wondered why a very light contact with her made his desire awaken instantly, but more fascinating was how his light touch seemed to make her react as well.

He knew he was her very first, and the thought made a sudden strong air of possessiveness overwhelm him.

She was his completely because he’d tasted her first when no other man ever had, and the sudden desire to never let anyone else get to experience having her swelled in his chest.

He traced her lower lip with his thumb, her eyes closed on instinct.

"Try not to let me win easily," he whispered to her, feeling her stiffen even more than before, she’d been trying to resist the temptations of his touch, he realized.

It would be fun to feel her slowly melt and ease against him, to feel her submit to the pleasures he could give her.

As he leaned closer to her face he felt every nerve in her body grow taut, her breathing was heavy as if she was nervous to have him so close.

"Relax Annelise, I won’t bite just yet...I just want to kiss you." Those words rasped out of his mouth.

Heat rushed through her, making her blood pound erratically she was convinced he would probably be hearing the sound of her beating heart.

The raspy whisper of his voice was heavy with an undisguised want, did he desire her? Did he also feel this raging volcano of want inside him?

Somehow, his soft whisper had eased her to relax, her stiffness seemed to slowly melt as his lips lightly, very very lightly brushed her own. The kiss was a feathery tickle on her upper lip, lingeringly tasting, then he moved over, brushing over her lower lip in a very subtle teasing motion. The familiar ticking sensation made her toes curl.

She felt another brush of his mouth on the sensitive corner of her mouth, a slow, teasing and unrushed caress of her mouth before he slowly pulled away.

She shivered as his coarse fingers slowly trailed up her back through her shirt, moving a slow torturous rhythm over her skin and Anne bit back a soft sigh that threatened to escape her lips.

He traced circles on her lower back languidly while his mouth trailed kisses down the back of her ears, and neck then began to go lower until her shirt became an obstruction.

She thought he would stop there until his fingers began to skillfully lift her shirt up, she suddenly made a light resistance born from embarrassment, stopping him before he could tug her shirt up over her head. She was completely bare underneath that shirt, her nipples were already firm pebbles from the flames ignited inside her.

"It’s just a game, I won’t do anything you don’t want me to do. Say no and I’ll stop..."

Her chest rose and fall intermittently, her mind and body had been separated in this moment.

Her mind willed her to say the single word.

No, that was all she had to say...

But her body protested fervently, the dark voice whispering in her ears promised something carnal and hot, and her body was already hovering over the precipice.

She wanted...no, she needed...so badly it bordered into a tender ache in her core.

Just one word and the heat would be gone, but no matter how much her rational mind told her to say the word, her tongue couldn’t move to form it.

She was caught in this delicious feeling, she didn’t want it to stop.

Tentatively, she pulled her hands away, giving him the freedom to do whatever he wanted.

Andrew gazed deeply into her eyes no longer seeing a trace of resistance nor hesitation.

She was green and innocent when it came to the terms of carnal pleasure and for some reason he liked her inexperience.

He raised her shirt fully, lifting it off and the fabric fell to the floor.

Slowly he eased her lower, laying her on the expansive couch. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Her full hair tumbled around her and her eyes were closed tightly, his eyes roved reverently over her body laid exquisitely before his gaze.

Her heavy breathing caused her chest to rise and fall, her taut pink nipples were irresistibly inviting.

The ticking of the timer was soft, yet it was a strict reminder that he didn’t have much time with her, he suddenly hated the time restraint he had to adhere to, because if he had infinite time to savor this moment with her he’d want to relish gazing upon every inch of her delectable body.

His pulse was beating rapidly, blood rushing in his lower belly and desire became a fierce hunger he could barely control.

"Has anyone ever told you, how beautiful you are?" His voice was hoarse, he finally lowered his head, dropping a light kiss on her breast. She gasped softly, her fingers slowly clenching tightly.

Her heart thundered rapidly it was deafening. His words caused a sweet warm flutter down in her belly until liquid heat pooled in her core.

"Every part of you..." He drawled deeply, his fingers tracing the skin on her chest just above her breast, he let his finger onto her mound, but stopped right at the edge of her nipple, "So beautiful." He lowered his head and kissed her flesh, very close to her nipple where she ached to feel his lips and a soft sound of submission threatened to leave her mouth if she hadn’t forcefully bit down her tongue to keep herself from making a noise.

She felt his hand grab her waist, pulling her lower on the couch while his body positioned above her, his broad body completely covering hers beneath him.

"Your eyes... they’re my favorite part of you." He was looking into her eyes now, his body pressed down on her, she could feel a thick hardness poking the area between her legs, and her blood rushed, heat pooling down her core. "And your lips." He added, lightly pecking her lips then letting his mouth rove down to her chin where he dropped another light peck, "And your soft, beautiful skin."

Every word he said was a reverent whisper, as if these sudden confessions came from somewhere deep inside he’d kept suppressed.

He saw her even when he never made it obvious that he did, he noticed every beautiful detail about her even when it became unbearable torture for him to keep himself away, his mind envisioned her in this position with him countless times but carnal temptation with her was something that would enchant him, and like hell he’d tried to run from the enchantment.

He didn’t know how to be tender with women, but with her there was no formula, his feelings just led him, and not once had he ever trusted feelings before. The sweet words out of his mouth were her doing, not his, but he didn’t hate them because they were what he genuinely saw whenever he looked at her. Every mesmerizing part of her that kept him spellbound.

His kisses moved down to her neck, to her shoulders and his soft and hot mouth made her shiver, but she bit her lips forcing her body to not react to the sensation, forcing herself not to melt in complete and absolute submission.

She’d only ever felt this way once, helpless and lost to the power of a deep rooted need it drove one to the brink of insanity, on her very first night with him, but even back then she hadn’t known that desire could become even stronger.

Strong enough her body pushed her to a point of helplessness, so strong she felt the need to plead for sweet relief.

She never knew mere words coming from someone’s mouth could make one entranced and lost, captivated in a storm as fiery as this one.

This time as his hands trailed the top of her breasts to the side of her body, she could feel his coarse fingers down her waist to her hips as he grabbed her thighs pulling them apart and wide open for his body, and it took everything for her to stop the gasps that threatened to come out of her lips as she fully felt his rock hard shaft even through the fabric of their clothes poking her clit through her soft pajama trousers.

It was thick and unbelievably hard that heat pooled down her core painfully as desire made her blood rush, her heart beating in an unbelievably fast pace. She almost arched to feel more of him against her sensitive clit suppressing the desire to rock her hips against him.

The ticking of the timer loudly ringing in her ears, yet her desire had escalated she was struggling, her breathing becoming heavier.

"If you want me to make you feel better, just say my name..." He lightly brushed his lips on her breast, his hot lips sending a pleasurable sensation she wanted to arch up, eager to feel his lips positioned on her hard nipples that had swelled taut hard. But in his deliberate taunting, he shifted his mouth away from her breast to the area between both her breasts in the middle, his tongue peeked out and he licked her skin sensually, his black eyes looking up locked to hers,

"Mmm." A faint whimper escaped her lips, she’d tried to hold it in and didn’t even realize when the sound came out, she swung her eyes open biting her tongue, and she caught the smirk on his lips.