“Okay, here we go.” Forcing away the thoughts about her weight, I kicked open the bathroom door with a mere tap of my foot. The tiles were spotless and sparkling, and I inhaled deeply through my nose to smell an extremely faint, light scent that I couldn’t even place. “Everything will be better once you clean up.”
“Tha-a-ank y-o-ou…” Slurring heavily from a mix of breathlessness and tiredness, Hailey flopped her head back with a soft groan. Ignoring her for the moment, I came to the sudden realization that if I left her in the bath, she’d probably drown. Sitting on the toilet seat cover, I tapped my barefoot a few times before a sigh built in my throat.
“Fuck it—” Grumbling to myself, I shuffled to sit Hailey down in my place, and I held her shoulder with one hand as I reached for the tub faucet with the other. Her bathroom wasn’t too big, thankfully, but the tub that doubled as a shower was long. I could easily lay down flat in the thing and be as comfortable as I’d expect with my face in ceramic.
“Anthony…?” The hoarse whisper drew my gaze, and Hailey offered me a smile that slid off her face almost instantly, like she was a cartoon. “I rem-m-member- I said… I said it was bad… I said- that D was bad… but it’s not.”
Chapter 17
Hailey
Stepping silently down the hallway, I held my breath for fear of making even the slightest sound. My heart thundered in my ears, and I slowly emerged into the kitchen to be enveloped in soft, yellow light that radiated from above the stove. Rolling my bottom lip between my teeth, goosebumps washed my skin from the cold tiles beneath my feet, and I crossed my arms over my midsection.
Anthony snored lightly just beyond the threshold to the living room, and I passed under the archway to peek over the back of the sofa. The sight squeezed my heart, and my eyes locked onto his face as he frowned in his sleep. One arm propped up his head, and his ankles crossed over the armrest, but he didn’t look at all comfortable.
Softly poking his cheek, I tensed when Anthony jerked immediately into consciousness, and my breath caught in my throat as he sat up stiffly.
“What… Hailey… babe… what’s wrong? You? Antonya?” Raspy from sleep, Anthony’s tone gyrated against my eardrums. Shaking my head in surprised silence once his bleary gaze landed on me, I held my finger to my lips before gesturing him to follow.
Sweat slicked my palms and trickled down between my shoulder blades while Anthony pushed himself up with a grunt. Grabbing his hand, I led him through the kitchen and down the hallway, and my heart beat harder, more erratically, the closer we came to my bedroom. Ambling heavily behind me, he didn’t resist even as he let go of my hand to rub his eyes with his fists, and nervousness tickled my abdomen.
“What is it, Hailey? You slept until the asscrack of dawn.” Anthony’s tired question bounced around my bedroom, and I didn’t answer; I couldn’t think of anything to say that wouldn’t destroy the courage I’d spent the past 10 minutes building. Seating him at the end of my bed, I inhaled a slow, deep breath before forcing my anxiety-riddled muscles to move.
Big, familiar hands held my waist as I straddled his lap, and Anthony tensed while my fingers threaded through his hair. Blood beat against my eardrums, and I held his face to my chest to press my cheek to his crown of messy, black hair. Only our breathing filled the room, and his palms reached around me to slide up my back and hold tight.
“… I’m sorry, Anthony.” My soft, bare whisper was loud in the otherwise silent space, and Anthony’s lips grazed just above my breasts as he exhaled. “I’m sorry that you’ve been working so hard, and I didn’t appreciate it.”
“I don’t expect you to drop everything you’ve done just because I’m around, Hailey.” Hot breath flowed down between my breasts, and Anthony squeezed my torso as my eyelids fluttered shut to block out the gloom of early morning struggling to seep through my curtains. “I never meant to come across as not wanting you.”
“I thought… but—” My halting words were cut off by chapped, thin lips, and I automatically tightened my grip on Anthony’s scalp. His hands glided heavily up my arms to grip my wrists to free him, and he locked my loose fists behind my back.
Arching into his chest, the fiery need I’d felt so long ago flared into an inferno in my abdomen, and a low moan burst from my throat. Shoving his tongue into my mouth, he dragged his free palm up my front to lock his fingers around my neck.
“I owe you… for that night.” Mumbling deeply, Anthony’s words caused ripples across the pool of saliva that gathered under my tongue, and I rasped a moan when he squeezed my neck.
Shuffling underneath me, he tugged and jostled before breaking our hot kiss, and I wheezed shallow pants. Excitement, longing, burned through my chest, and it only grew more intense as it swallowed up my heart.
Scooting up to the middle of my king-sized mattress, Anthony pulled on my arms even as he fell back, and my lungs quivered under the weight of the atmosphere. His eyes glittered when they caught mine, and I gulped under his palm as my body responded at break-neck speed.
My fresh pair of boy-shorts was drenched at the crotch as my core twisted and undulated, and he cocked a sexy smirk—as if he knew that his mere glance was enough to poise me at the edge.
“Sit right on my face so I can slurp up all that tasty juice, babe.” Anthony’s voice reverberated up my thighs to converge on my apex, and I trembled with need when he tugged on my neck. Inching up his chest, whimpers and desperate sounds escaped from between his clenching fingers, and he didn’t so much as blink. Sitting just before his chin, my knees couldn’t even reach beyond his broad shoulders to support me, but he wasn’t at all uncomfortable. His shirt bunched up under my ass, and I ground against it shamelessly while he just watched, never loosening his hold on my wrists.
“Have you always cum so easy?” Dragging his hand down my front, Anthony left a trail of magma in his wake, and my nipples tightened to the point of pain. Shaking my head furiously, I moaned at the pleased growl he let loose before his fingertips slipped under the hem of my shorts. “Say it.”
“No- no- n- never- I nev- never…” Stuttering hoarsely, I arched sharply with a gasp when Anthony circled my throbbing, swollen clit with his forefinger. “Please-e…”
“I don’t know… I don’t think I believe you, Hailey. That wasn’t very convincing.” Sputtering even as Anthony’s heavy tease slithered into my ears over the blood beating against them, I ground and wiggled in wanton abandon.
Slipping between my drenched folds, his fingertips eased just beyond my entrance, and I held my breath as anticipation stiffened my muscles. “You’re so fucking wet…”
“P- please- please- please- please, Anthony-e-e-ah-h-h!” Thick, callused digits parted my folds, and a half moan, half sob burst from my sore throat. Fat, hot tears burned my eyes when Anthony left me bereft of his touch, and he released my wrists to wrap his arms around me.
The world spun as he rolled us across my bed, his lips finding mine sloppily, and he unfastened his belt to yank my hands taut above my head.
“You’re so desperate for my cock, huh—beg for it. I won’t even eat you out first if I like it enough… I’ll be generous.” Tying my hands together tightly, Anthony’s harsh demands caused my eyes to boggle and roll in their sockets. Clenching my teeth hard, my jaw and face ached from the pressure between my brain and my skull.
Choking a gasp, I arched into his chest even while my thighs clung to his waist. My orgasm ripped through me, and a sharp cramp twisted my abdomen before the waves of pleasure subsided.