Pleasuring Anne by Tessie Bradford Read Free Book Online

and had come up with a few doozies of her own. One of his favorites was when he’d awakened yesterday morning to find himself cuffed to the bed and Anne already going to town on his cock. A man could get used to waking up that way every day.
    And the last two and a half days hadn’t been solely devoted to sex. They shared so many common interests and similar opinions; simply talking with her was a hell of a lot of fun. Garth had never been with a woman like Anne. She was an intoxicating mix of strengths and vulnerabilities all rolled into one gorgeous, unique package.
    In the years since his second divorce, he certainly hadn’t been a monk, but he’d purposely kept the few relationships he’d had on a very casual level. Emotional drama and game playing weren’t his thing, and his ex had excelled at both. Anne had confided that she’d experienced a similar situation in her last relationship, which had caused her to stop dating altogether. When he’d asked why she’d decided now was the time to throw her hat back into the proverbial ring, she’d smiled and responded, “boredom”. Damn her honesty was refreshing! He strongly considered making a trip to the jail to thank Charles for being such a douche bag.
    Garth lightly caressed Anne’s shoulder, causing her to sigh and shift closer in his embrace. Her fingers brushed the top of his cock, and Garth clenched his teeth to keep from moaning aloud.
    Anne was going to be a major part of his life. Hell, the way he saw things, she already was. Two people didn’t connect so quickly, on so many levels, if something really special wasn’t going on. He knew their next few hours together would be pivotal; the real world called. He had to be back to work at six tomorrow morning; she had her monthly office meeting at nine and was eager to get back on her computer. Earlier, Anne had reduced him to a panting sex-fiend as she described how she’d integrate their goings on into her current manuscript. The manner in which they parted company tonight was vital to the progression of their relationship, but he wasn’t ready yet to leave the bed, let alone her presence.
    Garth shifted, sliding his cock underneath her fingers. Even in sleep, she took him in hand. He grasped her upper thigh, positioning her so her pussy lips pressed against his hip. Almost immediately, he felt moist heat.
    “Wake up, sleepyhead. I need you.”
    “Mmmm,” she mumbled, sliding her leg off him while trying to roll onto her back without letting go of his penis. “Having the best dream. Finish it for me, will you?”
    Her voice was slurred and thick and fucking sexy as hell. Garth grabbed a condom from the dwindling pile now on top of the bedside table, loosened her fingers from his shaft, and sheathed himself in record time.
    He shifted over her, spreading her legs with his knees. He kissed her closed eyelids, cheeks and lips as he slid into her. She wrapped her arms and legs around him. He cradled her upper body, holding her close, and rocked gently.
    “So sweet, so perfect,” he murmured. Being inside her, having her holding him so close, listening to her little sounds of pleasure were pure heaven on Earth.
    Anne’s movements took on a more frantic pace. She dug her heels into the backs of his thighs and raked her nails down his arms. “Faster, harder, I’m so close.”
    Garth gave up any delusions of making love to her slowly. Giving her what she wanted, how she wanted it was of utmost importance to him, so he followed her directions to the letter. The headboard banged against the wall as he let loose and took them both tumbling over the edge.
    He wasn’t sure how long they stayed entwined together afterwards, but when Anne started to fidget, he just knew it hadn’t been long enough.
    “Hey, aren’t I the one who’s supposed to have trouble cuddling?” he asked. Garth removed and dropped the condom into the wastebasket by the side of the bed then gathered her back into his