I groaned, my fingers twitching. I needed more, more of Anna. I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her to her feet.
I kissed her harshly, still angry, but refused to focus on it now. I reached under Anna抯 skirt and pushed her panties down, then pushed her down on her back before I climbed on top of her and thrust into her in one hard thrust.
Anna arched up with a moan then bit her lip, stifling the sound. 揥e need to be quiet, right??She laughed.
I reached between us, finding her clit and pinched, wanting to draw out another moan.
Anna gave me an indignant look, pressing her lips tightly together. 揇o you want us to get caught??
I thrust harder into her, deeper, my fingers working faster on her. If someone found us, Dante would punish me severely. But it would be worth it.
Anna nicked the skin over my bicep in warning.
I clashed our mouths together, swallowing her next moan.
I wouldn抰 ruin Anna抯 rumor like that, not for my own selfish needs. If I wanted to stop the wedding, I抎 have to figure out another way.
After sex, we righted our clothes.
Anna reapplied her lipstick. Lipstick that she抎 rubbed all over my cock.
揥ill you make sure Cliffy knows what happened??
Anna threw me a confused look over her shoulder. Then her brows drew together. 揥hy would I??
I didn抰 say anything, only closed my belt and made sure my gun holder was in place. I didn抰 want to return to this farce of a party and stand back while Anna schmoozed the Clarks, particularly Clifford.
Anna picked up on it of course and came toward me. She wrapped her arms around my middle. We hadn抰 hugged like that since Paris. I pressed a kiss against her lips, not caring if I smeared her lipstick again.
揥hy are you angry??she whispered between kisses. 揧ou always knew I was promised to Clifford. Nothing has changed. You know we can only be together in secret. As my bodyguard, you抣l have to see me interact with Clifford. That won抰 change.?
It would probably only get worse.
揑抦 pissed because in the past it抯 always been me who could separate sex and emotions. I was the one who had to tell the women that it could only ever be fun and that I didn抰 return their feelings. It抯 a new experience being on the other side for once, and not a very pleasant one.?
I抎 just admitted that I couldn抰 do what needed to be done, stuff my feelings into the darkest corner of my heart and lock them.
Anna swallowed. 揝antino, you抮e not the only one having trouble separating sex and emotions, okay? But we both know we have to fight whatever we think we抮e feeling.?Anna looked away.
揑 know that. But the longer we do this, the harder it gets. Maybe we should have followed the plan and stopped fucking once we returned to Chicago.?
It was hardly more than that at this point. We couldn抰 go on dates anymore. We had to meet in dark corners with flimsy excuses. What had felt like something more, like?fuck?like dating in Paris now felt like a shady affair.
Anna closed her eyes. 揑 don抰 want to stop what we have, I already miss what we had and can抰 have in Chicago.?
I leaned down and buried my nose in her hair. 揝ix more months, then you抣l be Clifford抯。？
揃ut I抦 not his yet, not now. I抦 yours.?
揗ine,?I echoed. 揃ut only for a little while.?
揑sn抰 it better than never having what we had and still have??
I wasn抰 sure.
Carving out time for each other was near impossible now that Anna抯 social responsibilities grew leading up to the wedding. In the last four weeks since our arrival in Chicago, we抎 managed to fuck in the car four times and once at the party. That was it.
We rarely had time to talk. I抎 have never thought I抎 miss talking to a woman, but I actually missed our conversation when we lay awake in Paris the most.
After another quickie in the car on the way to a floral shop for the wedding, Anna and I allowed ourselves a few minutes of each other抯 company on the back seat.
揇o you have plans for the future??Anna asked suddenly. I peered down her head where it rested against my chest.
揥hat kind of plans??I抎 given up making plans since things with Anna started, but even before then I抎 preferred to live in the moment, which was wise considering my life choices.
Anna tilted her head to look at me. 揇on抰 you ever want to marry and have kids? You抮e over thirty now.?
Was she being serious? I glared. 揗aybe once you抮e married. As long as I抦 fucking you, it seems unwise to find a wife for myself. My life抯 on hold for you.?
Anna pushed up into a sitting position, her face twisting. 揂s if a wife would stop you from fucking me.?
揑f I have a wife, I抣l be faithful.?
Anna seemed surprised. 揧ou抳e turned several women into cheaters.?