I throw my head back laughing, then train my eyes on her, grinning.
Anna frowns again. “Why are you grinning like a—”
“Just enjoying your little monologue,” I say, still entirely amused and to a greater part charmed. She’s everything.
Anna turns to me fully. “Why can’t we just date like normal people?”
I mimic her position, and say, “Because we’re way past that, don’t you think? And with our schedules, especially mine, we won’t be able to see each other much and really date. And I want to see you. As much as I can.”
Anna does this little considering head shake dance. “I can’t say that it doesn’t completely make sense.”
“Humor me,” I take her hand in mine. “Let’s give it a try.” I tilt my head, running my eyes between hers. “Maybe, as you said, it’s going to be . . . perfect.”
Playing with my fingers, she mimics my coked head. “Can I sleep on it?”
I nod. “As long as it’s in my bed.”
“So cheesy!” Anna pushes my chest, shaking her head.
I grab her hand and pull her to me as I drop us back onto the sofa. With a yelp, Anna lands on top of me. Her baby blues smile at mine as she slowly closes the distance between our mouths. They flutter closed as she touches her lips to mine, and she looks so damn dreamy. She deepens the kiss, urging me to open for her, and boy do I obey. I hold her cheeks and pull her closer, leaving one hand in her hair while the other slowly caresses over her body. Reaching her ass, I press her into me and show her just how much I’m into her. Her moan sends fire to my veins and I let out a growl from deep down in my throat, flipping us over so I’m on top of her. She’s into me and I’m very much here for it. I take control, lifting her arms above her head, holding them with one of mine, and gently pull her shirt up. Below me, Anna is a breathtaking vision with hair spread on the sofa, eyes heavy with desire, cheeks blushed. I’ve never seen anything as beautiful in my life.
When I lower to press soft kisses along her collarbone and ever so slowly make my way to her breasts, Anna purrs the sexiest moans that makes me want her to an insane degree. I take my time kissing and sucking my way till her breath becomes heavier and her sounds of pleasure frequent. Hardly containing my own irresistible need to sink into her, I ease back. Anna opens her eyes as I say in a graveled voice, “Wait here, I’m just going to—”
Her breathy, “You’re not leaving me now,” nearly brings me to my knees.
“Never leaving you again.” Keeping my eyes on hers I slowly lean back down and unbutton her jeans. She watches me as I pull down the zipper and turn to release her of her pants along with her underwear. She watches till my mouth touches her, her eyes shut and she arches to press deeper into me, moaning my name. The sounds she’s making and her physical response to me accelerates my desire for her. And I give her what she’s demanding, enthusiastically until she yells my name throbbing on my tongue.
I let her come down from her climax and then whisper, “Hang on to me,” as I lift her to straddle me. Anna holds on to me, as I walk us to the bedroom. She kisses me, tasting herself in my mouth, and I find it so damn erotic. Reaching the bedroom, I lay her on the bed and rush to get covered. I break my own record in covering myself. Scratch that, I break the world record in putting on a condom.
Nearing the bed, I run my eyes over Anna and my next breath is trapped in me. “You’re so incredibly stunning,” I say, planting a knee on the bed. Anna doesn’t respond, she just looks at me in a way that makes my heart grow. And then, finally, I lower myself between her legs. I kiss her as I guide myself into her and as I sink into her, it’s the most perfect sensation in the entire fucking universe.
After cleaning up, I get back to bed. Anna positions herself, resting her head on my chest, running her fingers on my abs, sighing contentedly. I thread my fingers through her hair, lightly combing it when she asks, “When do you get back to work?”
“Tomorrow,” I say tracing small circles on the nape of her neck.
She lifts her head to look at me. “When do you start?”
I lean forward to kiss her lips. “I need to be at the hospital at five-thirty.”
“Oh, so you have the whole day to rest.”
I send her a side smile. “A.M.”
Anna sits up with a start, eyes squinted, running around the dark room. She stands up and inexplicably starts collecting her clothes. “Whoa.” I watch her perplexed. “What are you doing?”
“I need to go home, let you sleep, you need to wake up in—” She picks up her phone, looking a little disorientated and much tired. “Soon!”
I throw the blanket aside, get out of bed, walk to her, grab her clothes from her hands, and unceremonially dump them on the floor. I take her hand next and walk her back to the bed. “Believe me, I’ll sleep much better with you next to me.”
“Are you sure? I’d hate for you to be—”
“Believe me, I’m sure.” I lie down and tap my chest, “C’mere, you.”
Still somewhat sleepy, she rests her head on my chest. “Night.”
I bend to kiss her hair. “Night.”
I literally jump on the phone at the first tune of the alarm as it goes off. Four twenty a.m. taunts me via the device’s screen and I curse under my breath. I give sleeping Anna a glance and gently lean down to place an airy kiss on her cheek. She stirs a little and I tiptoe to the bathroom.
I tip my head up for the warm stream to wash over my face, my thoughts on the person sleeping behind the wall. She’s in the next room and I already miss her. As I reach for the shower gel, I turn to the sound of the shower’s sliding door slowly opening. I blink water away, wiping my eyes with my fingers. My lips drop a little to the sight of Anna naked and divinely beautiful stepping into the shower.
“Good morning,” she whispers, a little blushed from sleep.
“Fucking sublime morning,” I say, sending a hand to her waist and press her against me. “Why did you get up,” I murmur to her lips.
“For this,” she says over a grin.
I step back, positioning us under the warm spray, and kiss her deeply. “We don’t have much time,” I say through the kiss.
“Then let’s not waste any.”
I hoist her up to straddle me, leaning her against the wall. “Shit,” I murmur dropping my head to her shoulder.
Like the true miracle that she is, she smiles and opens her fist to reveal a condom. I grin at her, “Fucking crazy about you.”
“You sure you don’t want to go back to sleep?” I ask Anna twenty-some minutes later, just before locking the door.
“Sure, I’ll just sleep at home. Anyhow I’m already up and I don’t have anything with me.”
“We should rectify that. You should have everything here,” I say, grinning at her. She smiles back and shakes her head. I take her hand in mine, kiss it, and lead us to Thanos.
“Are you sure you won’t be late; you really don’t have to take me home. I’ll just order an Uber.” she says, again. This would be the third time.
“Get your ass in the car,” I say and add, “Baby.”