CHAPTER TWENTY NINE
Anna excused herself for a few moments while she attended to a few things in the bathroom, and while I waited, I went about preparing the bed for us. I was just carrying out an obligatory inspection of the sheets when she returned, smelling of minty toothpaste and her usual warm, sweet scent. She was wearing a short, satiny robe, knotted at the waist.
She approached me and grinned, assessing my state of undress. 'I think it's time to get rid of those, don't you think?' she gestured toward my trousers. Her hands reached for my belt, and beginning at the middle of my chest, she slowly kissed her way down to my navel as she undid the buckle and worked the button free. I inhaled sharply and let out a tiny groan. I took her face in my hands and kissed her hard, tasting her sweetness, feeling her breath catch. She pushed my trousers and boxers roughly toward the floor and I stepped out of them, my mouth never leaving hers.
I slid a hand down her back to rest in the lovely curve just above her bottom, and she moved closer until there was no space between us. There was no hiding how physically aroused I had become, and she pushed against my groin; chuckling, she broke the kiss and gazed at me. 'Why, you very naughty man!' she exclaimed in mock alarm. 'There are laws against this sort of thing…'
'I do apologize…a perfectly healthy physiological reaction to sexual stimuli,' I answered defensively.
She cocked an eyebrow at me. 'You do know I'm kidding?'
'Of course,' I smirked at her and then kissed her forehead. 'If you'll excuse me for a moment…I need to, um…'I nodded my head toward the bathroom.
'Hurry back,' she murmured, her teeth nipping playfully at my lower lip.
I accomplished my ablutions in record time and returned to find Anna reclining on the bed—completely, gloriously naked. I literally stopped in mid-stride and stood staring at her like a complete idiot.
'Something wrong?' she asked, her face a picture of innocence.
I swallowed convulsively. 'God, no…' I assured her.
'Good. Then come here to me,' she said, and invited me into her arms.
And so I began exploring the angles and curves of Anna's body, her skin silky and warm beneath my hands. I very slowly landed kisses down her neck and across her clavicle, briefly pressing my lips against the hollow at the base of her throat. My mouth moved to her breasts, and I reveled in the feeling of her fingers running through my hair as I feasted on each one in turn.
'God, Martin, that feels incredible…' she sighed, smiling blissfully.
'Mmm…yes?' I said softly.
'Mmm-hmm…so good…'
I allowed my hand to travel downward, over her belly and further, where my fingers began to discover the places that made her moan, and gasp, and twist the sheets in her hands. I followed her cues, memorizing each secret place that pleased her the most. As I stroked and caressed, I felt her body tensing, her pelvis lifting off the bed to meet my hand…and as she reached her climax and cried out, I pulled her into my arms and held her as she trembled, her breath heavy and hot against my neck. After a moment, she lifted her head to look at me.
'All right?' I whispered and smoothed her hair away from her forehead. She didn't speak; instead, she gave me a long, deep kiss, and began to gather all the pillows from the bed and arrange them behind me. I looked at her quizzically as she gave my shoulders a gentle nudge, pushing me against the pillows in a semi-reclining position. She then sat astride me, and I could feel her hot slickness against my bare skin. Since I was nearly sitting upright on the bed, I had the advantage of being able to look at Anna almost eye to eye this way. She had never looked so beautiful.
'I need you, Martin,' she said with urgency, putting her arms around my neck and touching her forehead to mine. 'I want to feel you…' Hearing her say it sent a jolt of intense pleasure through my body.
'Oh yes, Anna,' I agreed, breathless…then paused as a thought struck me. 'But there's something we should…um…think about…'
She smiled wickedly and leaned over, opening the drawer of the bedside table and removing a small square packet. 'Taken care of,' she told me, tearing open the foil. 'And might I add I nearly gave Mrs. Tishell a stroke when I bought these in her shop yesterday…'
My eyes grew wide. 'You didn't! Anna!' I exclaimed in horror, but she only giggled and kissed me, her tongue teasing, her fingers working to roll the condom into place. I groaned with pleasure, sliding my hands up her belly and to her breasts, brushing her nipples lightly with my thumbs. She threw her head back and fairly purred.
'I can't wait any longer…I want you so badly…' she breathed. Her eyes never leaving mine, she used her hand to guide me into her, and I had to bite my lip to keep from crying out. We slowly began to move together, and it was the most sensual, erotic thing I had ever experienced. Making love to her this way, face to face and our eyes locked on one another…I had never felt so connected to another human being. There was no use denying it. I belonged to Anna, body and soul, and I loved her with every part of me, however broken and dysfunctional and scared they may have been.
I had tried my very best to maintain control as long as I could, but I was now teetering on the edge and knew I could no longer hold out. I held Anna's hips and pushed harder, faster into her; she placed her hands on my cheeks and kissed me with such force and heat that I groaned loudly against her mouth and, at last, found release. I lay panting and spent as Anna gazed at me, her lips curved into a smile, her expression soft and playful.
'Happy birthday to you,' she declared mischievously.
