I didn’t. I kept teasing her with my mouth until she was soaking, until she was panting, and until she was squirming for more. And just when she got to the point where I knew she’d explode if I continued…I stopped.
With a smile, I lay back on the bed. I was still wearing my clothes from last night, and my cock was straining against the denim of my jeans. It was almost painful, but I knew Anna would help me out, once she recovered.
Her head had dropped back while I’d been servicing her, and now that I had stopped, she snapped her gaze to mine. There was a feral look in her eyes, and for a moment, I thought she was going to hiss at me and order me to keep sucking her clit. Fuck, that would be so hot if she did. Just the thought made me adjust my erection. Damn it, I really needed her to release me soon.
With a casual shrug, I looked around the room. “So, we’re kid-free, in our bed…no one around…what should we do?” Innocence in my eyes, I returned my gaze to her. It was chilly in the early morning air, and Anna’s nipples were almost bursting through her light tank top. I was going to suck on those next.
Like she could read my mind, Anna ripped off her tank top. “We’re going to fuck.” With a throaty growl, she shucked off the rest of her clothes, then started in on my jeans. Thank you, God.
Anna and I ended up staying in bed most of the day, having sex over and over, like on the first night we’d gotten together. Whenever she left the room to go pump milk for Onnika, she’d start to work on pumping me when she got back. Guess the luxury of multiple babysitters and an empty bedroom had finally gotten to her. I knew the family needed to leave soon, for the sake of our sanities, but I was going to enjoy the freedom today.
We were on our fourth or fifth time, with Anna riding me, her glorious tits jiggling directly above my face. The expression on hers was euphoric, and as she squeezed my pecs, I knew she was close to losing it again. I lost myself in the sensation of her warm wetness moving up and down my cock in an endless rhythm of perfection. I groaned as the throbbing built to something nearly painful.
Anna cried out, “Oh God, Griffin, yes…yes…fuck yes…” then her sounds became animalistic noises that drove me over the edge. Clutching her ass and pulling her into me, I stretched out my body and let the wall of restraint crash down. Pure bliss exploded from my cock and spread throughout my body. The sounds I made weren’t coherent words, but they made Anna moan my name. “Yes…come for me, baby…” she moaned.
When we were spent, she sagged against me. “You’re so hot when you come,” she murmured against my skin.
I ran my hand up and down her back. “I know.” And I did. I’d filmed myself jacking off once, just to see what I looked like, and I had to say, it was pretty amazing. Anna was one lucky woman.
We lay together for a while, me still inside her, then Anna whispered, “Griffin…is everything with you and the band cool?”
I adjusted my head so I could look at her better. She was concerned at the least, scared at the most. I wasn’t sure how to answer her, so I went with what I thought she wanted to hear. “Yeah…sure. Why? Would you be upset if it wasn’t?” Narrowing my eyes, I studied her reaction.
Her expression turned thoughtful as she tilted her head and considered that for a moment. “Not upset. Just worried. Our life…it wouldn’t be the same without the band, you know? Plus…Kellan and Kiera, Matt and Rachel, Evan and Jenny…they’re family.” She gave me a small smile.
I supposed they were, but sometimes being around your family all the time wasn’t healthy. Take the situation currently happening at our house, for instance. Remembering our day of freedom made my dick start to stiffen back up. Anna felt the difference, and her eyes widened. “Again? Already?”
Happy to change the subject, I crooked a smile and shrugged. “You’ve unleashed the beast, there’s no putting it back.”
She frowned. “I don’t know if I can…” She stopped talking as I started moving inside her, gently, slowly, just rubbing our fun parts together with no real purpose other than making us feel nice. “Oh…wow…that feels really good…”
She started moving with me, just as gently, just as slowly. It was hot, and she was right, it did feel good…like getting a backrub in all the tight spots all at once. Her eyes fluttered closed and her breathing picked up as we moved together. It was intoxicating to watch her, and for once, I didn’t care if I came or not, I just wanted to watch her do it. “Oh, Griff…I think I can…don’t go any faster though…I need…slow…”
I hadn’t planned on changing my pace, so I just kept on doing what I was doing. She slowly went from calm and content to squirming with unfulfilled desire. I could tell she wanted to go faster, harder, pound herself onto my cock, but she was taking her time, teasing herself. Fuck, it was hot to watch the erotic torture. I might come after all.
My phone buzzed on the nightstand. I had no idea who it was or why they were calling me, and I didn’t care. Voicemail could get it. But then I thought…I’ve never had sex while on the phone before…this could be really erotic. Knowing Anna would be cool with whatever kinky thing I wanted to try, I told her, “I’m going to answer this, but don’t stop. I want you to come while I’m on the phone, baby.”
She grunted some sort of acknowledgment, and I smiled as I picked up my cell. I almost answered with “Guess what I’m doing?” but I used the standard “Yeah?” instead.