Chapter 14

The last lollipop on Earth.

***Andy***

 

It’s been almost three weeks since I woke up in Afon’s bed. So much has happened in this time. My mind wanders to Jakov’s funeral, Afon radiating strength, and yet I could see the sadness and hurt of losing a friend in his eyes. Thankful he opened up to me when we were together and shared some of his grief with me.

Such a short period of time and yet a huge freaking difference. This man has been able to change so much in my life. Things I never even knew were possible. I crave him. It’s unbelievable, but I crave a man’s touch. Well not any man; him, Afon. But he hasn’t touched me in a sexual way since he gave me my first orgasm.

The worst thing? He knows I crave him. It’s like he’s taunting me at every turn. Finger tips sliding over my back when he reaches for something, a kiss that will curl my toes…then his eyes. All he has to do is look at me and my whole body flames up in tingles that settle between my legs. It’s becoming an impeccable source of frustration.

Tomorrow is our engagement party. It would have been our wedding day if Afon hadn’t been so sweet to postpone it. Looking back, it was the decision that gave me so much more than he could ever understand. Yet now…if he didn’t postpone it…then we’d be married tomorrow and have a wedding night. One where he could not ignore me. Ugh. Frustrating because by postponing that made me open a door…to allow to see him in a different way. Dammit.

So, engagement party it is. Does that one come with an engagement night? Or some kind of action? Ugh. My friends aren’t any help either. We’ve been meeting a few times every week again. We used to do that, workout together. Except now we need to do other workouts since two girls are pregnant, Karma and Ruby, so we can’t go around kicking each other during training. Normally I would go along with my brother, join the girls for a quick workout while the men discussed business, but now that I’m with Afon…with Afon. Shit.

I glance at myself in the mirror. My whole face lights up when I think about that man. It’s bad enough that I can totally see how stupid I look with a goofy grin on my face. I did mention Afon knows I crave him, right? Dammit. Maybe I need a different approach; act indifferent. While being a sex-cat. That’s what Tarzan’s last text said in our group chat; release that inner sex-cat, lay on the bed, grab a vibrator, and give him a show.

I did mention my friends aren’t any help, right? They all have brilliant suggestions. Karma told me to buy a red scrap of lace and bend over. Ruby? Well, hers had a little more detail with her instructions; Bite your lip, then lick it and make sure he watches you. Act like you’re thinking about something. Walk to him seductively, throw your hips out, and drop slowly to your knees. Take your time letting your hands trail up to his zipper, unleash your very own lollipop and lick and suck that thing as if it’s the last one on Earth.

Never even crossed my mind to do these things but now? I feel like I’m burning up and about to hit boiling point if something doesn’t happen soon. I trace my fingers over my wedding dress. Karma’s friend, Unique, did an amazing job designing and making it. It’s almost as if it came right out of a fairytale. I zip the wedding dress back up in the garment bag.

The dress next to it is one she designed too. It’s a black cocktail dress I’m going to wear tomorrow. It’s not in a garment bag like my wedding dress, although I love it just as much. The back and sleeves are a flowery detailed lace, a waterfall of black silk that falls in a V shape over my ass. It’s an amazing design. Unique brought black ribbon lace up stiletto heels to go with it. Hell, the woman even gave me a thong that to me resembled a studded shoelace. And yet I can’t wait to put it on. Ruby’s suggestion come to mind. Or should I try to find out if I even have an inner sex-cat?

“What are you doing?” Afon strolls inside the room and shrugs off his suit jacket.

God, that man in a dark gray suit with a black dress shirt underneath…dammit, more throbbing between my legs and so not what I need.

“Nothing,” I grumble. Shit. I should have purred, my inner sex-cat is clearly failing.

Hearing his chuckle, I spin around and watch how he places his cufflinks on the tiny table in the corner. Okay, Andy. Snap out of it. I tell myself and think of all the other options my friends gave me. I don’t have a vibrator on hand, nor am I dressed in a thong thus bending over doesn’t work all that much so that leaves one thing; the last lollypop on Earth.

I nibble on my bottom lip to think about what Ruby’s details were when Afon looks up. His gaze hits my mouth and his nostrils flare. Oh, the lip thing. It works. Taking steps forward, I make sure to put a little sway into it. I’ve always managed to make quite the entrance when I stroll into a room filled with people. Afon visibly swallows when I’ve stopped a few inches in front of him.

His hand comes up, but before he can cup my face to pull me into a kiss, something he likes to tease me with, I slowly slide down to my knees. Afon sucks in a breath when I move my hands up his thighs and reach for his zipper. When my eyes hit his, I’m the one holding my breath. I can’t believe the visual that’s hovering above me.

I might be the one on my knees but it’s very clear to me that I’m the one in control. The kind of emotions that are running though his eyes, the way his hand cups my face, his thumb that traces my bottom lip. All of it makes me feel like I’m worth more than his heart that’s beating inside his body.

My fingers work the belt and zipper, and finally both boxers and slacks fall to the floor. His long, thick, and very hard dick is within my reach. Just the sight of his length has saliva pooling in my mouth. Without thinking, I wrap my hand around it and feel his smooth, silky skin slide over steel beneath my grip. A low growl rips from deep within him when I tighten my fingers.

I’m so turned on right now. Inching forward, I close my eyes and let his fragrance overwhelm me. It’s a combination of spicy, sandalwood with a hint of citrus, mixed with the masculine scent of Afon. Fingers sliding into my hair bring me back to the intimacy between us.

Our gazes collide and before I can do or say anything, Afon’s raw voice flows through the air. “Open. Now.” There’s a growl rumbling from deep inside his chest. “Open those lustful lips.”

He tightens his hold on my hair and with that creates a bite of pain that zings to pleasure throughout my body. There’s nothing in this world that exists for me in this moment other than to take him into my mouth. The hiss that comes from above me spurs me on. I let my tongue swirl around the head, tasting the salty precum drops before I take him deeper and start to suck.

“That’s it,” Afon croons. “Take more of me, tighten your grip and start pumping. Hard, sweet cheeks.” He hisses between his teeth. “Fuck. Just like that. Are you getting wet for me? Because you’re making the blood pump through my body so fucking fast…I don’t think I’ve ever been so hard.”

My hand and mouth work together in a rhythm that threatens to drive the both of us to the point of lustful insanity. I can’t get enough, I want more, need more. My pussy feels like it’s about to combust while nothing is touching it. It’s the way his grip tightens and his words entwine as if he’s in control, and yet the reality slices through me that my mouth is giving pleasure, making him surrender to me.

“Are you going to take all of me? Take everything I have to give and still want more, Andy?” His eyes fall shut as he mutters to himself, “Fuck, yeah, you will...so good. I’m gonna...fuuuuuuck.”

Afon grunts as hot jets flow down my throat, the salty taste intensifying in my mouth. He keeps repeating my name in such a way that it feels like he’s praising me with adoration. His head tips down and simultaneously he pulls my head back, making his dick slide from my mouth.

“You’re all mine, Andy. The lies you’ve told yourself, the walls you put in place for your mind and body? About not being able to be anyone’s wife? You just totally obliterated that. Because what you did just now? I’ve never come harder in all my life. That right there is any husband’s wet fucking dream.”

I have no words. What he just said? The absolute truth. I never knew it was possible for me to do this, to be with a man. Yet I didn’t think twice about doing it for him, with him, only him.

“Can I take your lips now?” His voice is filled with mischief.

I’m still on my knees and yet I’m still fueled with the lustful power he tainted me with, making the words flow much easier. “If I say yes and you take my mouth I’d be very disappointed. You better choose wisely which set of lips you’re going to take.”

His eyes dilate but movement catches my attention making my gaze dip. I watch with amazement how his dick hardens with just a few of my words.

Afon’s chest rises and falls rapidly before he grabs me underneath my arms, hoists me up and places me on the bed. “I always choose wisely. Haven’t I made that clear yet, anima mia?”