Bought For A Baby, Kept For A Lifetime-Chapter 213: I Want You

Anne’s fingers tightened around the towel instinctively. Her cheeks burning shyly.

Why had she not thought about this when he spoke about equality? She had willingly gone ahead and fallen into his little trap, but could she back out now?

Having no other choice she leaned forward, tentatively reaching towards his lips. She caught a glimpse of the pleasant upward tilt of his mouth the closer she came to him and immediately, she clamped her eyes shut so she wouldn’t tremble in nervousness.

Her mouth eventually closed stiffly over his own, remaining stuck in the same spot before pulling away after a few seconds with the swiftness of someone who was burned.

It almost felt like he knew something like this would make her feel shy, but he still did it anyway to deliberately tease her.

As she looked at him, about to ask if she could go back to her room, he immediately cut off her unspoken words by saying,

"You have a lot to learn Peaches." He murmured as his finger suddenly moved to caress her warm cheeks with a tender touch and a fascinated look in his eyes.

"Peaches?" She blurted questioningly, the way he had said the word was as if saying someone’s name.

"Your cheeks turn pink, like peaches."

As if fuelled by his words, Anne felt heat rush up her face again involuntarily.

These uncontrollable body responses! Anne complained in her mind shifting her face away as if to hide it from his gaze.

She heard a deep chuckle rumble out of him as he grasped her face and turned her to face him again.

"The rules said you had to do everything I did, exactly the same no changes. That was not how I kissed you, try again."

He leaned closer as if magnanimously giving her a chance to rectify her mistake.

Anne bit her lip taking in a deep breath before slowly leaning in his direction again.

"Are you sure you can do it, or do you need me to teach you how to kiss?" He teased challengingly making Anne forcefully bolden herself and raised her hands to grip his face before molding her tender lips to his own.

She closed her eyes, recalling the feeling of how he had kissed her and she parted her lips feeling as he parted his too yet patiently waiting for her to lead.

She sucked on his lower lip, letting instinct drive her rather than calculations or logic and he seemed to draw her even closer, a light tremor in his fingers as they circled her waist. His skin suddenly felt hotter to the touch.

She imitated his every action, slowly releasing his lower lip and reaching up to taste his upper lip.

His mouth tasted hot, with hints of whiskey and spice.

Having done the exact same thing he did, Anne thought she must have completed his little challenge right?

But just as she pulled back, her mouth separating from his own, he groaned protestingly against her mouth,

"Don’t..." He immediately smothered her mouth back to his, kissing her fiercely.

His hands grabbed her hips, lifting her up against him swiftly. Her thighs were parted around his waist and Anne shivered with the sudden brush of her core against his skin, the towel threatening to slip off her body.

"A...Andrew." She uttered his name with a note of surprise as her back landed on the softness of the bed.

He didn’t react to her calling his name, his hands impatiently running all over her body.

Her head was instinctively thrown back when his large palm squeezed her breast through the towel.

Her hand automatically came up to hold the towel as he began tugging it off, he didn’t forcefully rip it away from her body when he noticed her holding onto it, but his eager mouth didn’t stop tasting different parts of her.

His kisses were a shower of heat all over her skin, her breathing became heavy. Her body arching up to him without thinking. Her fingers loosened around the towel and feeling her let go he tugged the towel off and his hot mouth immediately closed over her hardened nipple.

A moan spilled out of her mouth and her body involuntarily arched upwards.

"Andrew..." His name drawled out and her eyes slowly rolled shut as waves of infinite pleasure shot through her body.

"An... Andrew..."

This time when she said his name, he could feel her fragile fingers gently pushing at his shoulders.

His mouth lifted off her breasts and she seemed to catch her breath, but his kisses redirected to her collar bones, her neck and upwards.

"I...I need to go back to my..."

"Shh, stay. I’ll make you feel good." His voice was deeper, an airy husk that brushed a tender spot close to her ear as he whispered.

His fingers ticklishly trailed a path through her skin, stopping to caress her breasts in his palm, while pinching her nipple in a way that it drew a pleasurable pain.

"Ah..." She gasped at the mixture of pain and pleasure.

She felt his hand sliding lower on her body, reaching towards her lower abdomen, and the feeling of something dripping down between her thighs made her clamp her legs together, but it didn’t stop his exploring fingers from peeling her thighs apart and diving in to caress the pink bud between her legs.

She sucked in a breath, her moan loud enough it startled her and she shut her lips tightly.

"Don’t do that. I told you didn’t I? I like to hear you, be as loud as you want."

His nimble fingers caressed her clit in a slow circular motion and the sensations nearly made her scream.

He touched the abundant dampness and a satisfied smile lifted on his face,

"So wet for me..." Apart from his fingers, his voice seemed to make her body even hotter.

His fingers had stopped moving, but her body was rising every second and she almost begged to feel him touch her again like he was doing a while ago.

"You want me don’t you?" He queried, teasing her body further with heated kisses and seductive bites. Her soft moans seemed to be an answer to his question,

"I want to hear you say it."

He teased her clit for a few seconds, bringing on the breathtaking pleasure again before he suddenly stopped his fingers teasingly tracing around her pelvis as if hinting to go down to the very spot she burned the most but holding back.

"I need to hear you say it." His voice was a drawled breath close to her ear.

"I...I... I want you." She breathed softly and his smirk lifted upwards.