Love and War

39: Anastasia

*sexual content ahead.
Anastasia's POV:
He held my hand as we walked inside his bedroom. The bedroom was clean and as beautiful as usual. He shut the door behind him and I put down my backpack.

He came behind me and butterflies formed in my stomach. Not being able to see him turned me on even more. He moved my hair aside and started slowly untying my dress. He laid small kisses on the back of my neck as he did this.

"Are you going to stay here with me?" He asked against my hot skin.

I nodded. "Yes."

"Tomorrow we will move your stuff." He said smirking and I realized he meant in his bedroom with him.

Oh wow big steps.

I didn't have time to process it when my gown fell and pooled at my feet leaving me exposed to him. I only wore panties. His hands came around my waist and started pushing me gently to the bed. He trailed light kisses along the side of my neck.

He laid me down gently and he kissed me roughly leaving me breathless. His hands tangled in my hair and mine did as well. His hair was soft and he groaned as my fingertips scratched his scalp softly.

He bit my lip and I moaned. I wrapped my legs around his waist grinding against his very evident erection. The effect I have on him...

His hand came down to hold my hips. We moved in a steady circle grinding against each other. I moaned loudly and he soon followed.

My breathing became harder and I was dying to have him.

He kissed and sucked my neck. I ripped his shirt off and he laughed surprised. He took it fully off and his pants too. He never ceases to amaze me.

I admired his body. He really was gorgeous. His muscles, his tan skin, and his muscular thighs.

He leaned over me resting on his forearms so he wouldn't crush me. I reached my hand down and grasped his member. He looked surprised and smirked. "That's good. Keep doing that." He said. I ran my hand up and down and circled my thumb around the head feeling his precum wet my finger. My other hand went down to cup his balls.

He groaned and after a few more times I stopped. He huffed.

I flipped us over and straddled him growing impatient. His hands kneaded my hips and I rocked back and forth eliciting a moan from him. "Don't tease me." He warned.

Oh yeah and what are you going to do about it?

"You've been saying you're going to punish me but you never do. All bark and no bite." I sassed.

He sat up and kissed, sucked, and nipped my breasts. I moaned loudly and he turned us around. The familiar sparks grew on my skin from his soft lips.

I really hope no one can hear us.

Who am I kidding? I don't care.

He put me on my belly and I looked back at him. "Where'd this attitude come from?" He tsked. He peeled off my panties and lifted me so I was on my knees with my face on the pillow.

I felt a whoosh of air before his hand smacked me hard. He rubbed my butt cheek with his callused fingers and his finger hit my core, I moaned but he pulled away a serious expression on his face.

"Not yet."

I rolled my eyes annoyed at not getting what I wanted. Luckily he didn't see my rolling my eyes.

Again he smacked me repeating the process. Smack and rub. Each time coming so close to my sex that his finger was exactly at my entrance. He even made sure to dip inside a couple of times.

5 times to be exact. My butt was sore but that alone made me cum once already.

What's wrong with me?

He turned me back around and placed his face between my thighs. He licked and sucked my pussy, making me cum. My stomach was in knots, the pleasure building inside me. I was a mess underneath him.

He came back up and wrapped my legs around his waist. He took off his underwear and his breath hitched as he entered me hard. I moaned his name. His hand squeezed my breasts and tugged at my nipple as he continued his steady rough pace inside of me.

My heart soared and it all felt right. "I love you." He whispered cupping my face. He slammed into me again eliciting a moan from us both. His hand rubbed circles on my clit and he intertwined our hands with the other.

He kissed me gently now. Passionately expressing his love for me through this kiss.

But I was done with gentle. I flipped us over so I was on top.

We had sex until morning and I was never happier.

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I woke up and turned to go pee but Jonah was still sleeping next to me. He had his arms tightly wrapped around my waist and his head at the crook of my neck. I sighed and ran my fingers through his hair. I didn't want to wake him by getting up but I really had to go.

I carefully lifted his hand and placed it next to him but his legs moved like lightning wrapping around mine making sure I couldn't leave. His hands snaked to cup my butt.

He definitely wasn't asleep.

I laughed. "Jonah... I need to go to the bathroom." I whispered.

He didn't respond instead rolled over letting me go. I kissed his cheek and ran to the bathroom. I heard him chuckle as I ran.

After peeing, brushing my teeth, picking my hair into a messy ponytail, and washing my face I went back.

He was now sitting up still fully naked, the sheets down to his hips and he watched me as I got back into bed. His hair was messy from sleep and his eyes were sleepy. This is a view I could see myself enjoying every morning.

I placed my head on his lap and looked up at him while laying down. He caressed my cheek silently with his thumb while his other hand grabbed mine intertwining our fingers.

"I want to draw you." He finally said.

"Draw me?"

He nodded and pulled out a sketchbook. I sat up and faced him not caring that the sheets weren't fully covering me. His eyes widened as if he were seeing me for the first time.

He grabbed a pencil and put it to his lip watching me hungrily. I blushed as he ran the edge of his pencil up my thigh slowly watching my reactions.

My breath hitched and I looked down. I pushed his pencil away causing him to laugh and leaned towards him giving him a closer look at my exposed breasts.

"Focus," I said pointing at the sketchbook.

"It's hard to focus when I'm with you." He said kissing me. I laughed against his lips.

I pushed him back. "Draw," I said smiling.

"So bossy. I'm starting to think I have to paint your ass red so you will stop sassing me that way."

I bit my lip remembering last night's punishment however I hardly think that's punishment.

He smirked and started drawing.

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