don't let me fall // Anthony Bridgerton x Reader

Prologue

The sunrise hit the white linen curtains, the warmth of the color allowing you to shift closer to your duvet. Strong arms hold you from behind as you keep your gaze on the sun rising in front of the both of you. His warm lips brush against your neck as you shutter into him, leaning into his bare chest and quickly turning, facing his way. He leans into you, his lips melting onto yours as he brushes his fingertips down your spine. You gasp softly, escaping his lips for a second. He kisses you again, this time smiling into the kiss. But the kiss felt different.

It felt- with meaning.

"Anthony," you place your hand on the back of his neck, pulling his forehead onto yours. "I am all yours."

He placed one hand on your naked back and the other caressing your hair. You held each other in silence, the crickets still chirping from the ending of the night. The sky begins to brighten, Anthony letting out a deep breath.

"I wish I can lay here with you, forever, my love," Anthony reconnects his lips to yours passionately. "I wish I can be with you. Be the one for you."

You roll on top of him, feeling your pulsating bodies close to each other. Your lips held onto his as you slightly lifted yourself again, sliding yourself onto him with ease. You both gasp. You hold your head back, the ecstasy of feeling him inside you making it less hard to control yourself. He was worse. He held onto your hips, looking pained, the tension and need for movement growing as every second goes by. 

"I need you." Anthony let out. His eyes filled with lust and passion as he viewed you from on top of him, riding him with ease. His head fell against the softness of your pillows, and he dug his fingers into your hips, signaling to you to keep going.

You felt a spark within you, letting the passion rule out any sign of logic as you go faster, rocking back and forth and allowing him to do what he pleased with you. Anthony took on the role of taking care of you. He slipped out of you and placed you gently onto the middle of the bed.

You held onto his hands as he began to fill you with oral pleasure. His tongue moving at your needed pace with finesse. You held onto him, feeling yourself getting closer to your climax. He kisses your bottom and makes his way up the bed to your lips. You taste yourself and melt into him again. He holds your hips up as he slides into you with simplicity. 

You couldn't help but moan out his name, and he lets out a murmured grunt. 

"Anthony," He looks into your eyes, viewing how far along you both are to finishing. "We have to finish now or-"

A sharp knock halts both of your frantic movements.

"Miss... we must get you ready before you depart to London today. You have locked us out again."

Anthony slips out of you quickly and hops off the bed, dressing as quickly as he can. He looks over at you distraught. Time has been taken for both of you. His final piece of clothing slips on as you comb your fingers through your hair and let your nightgown drown against your body. 

Another knock with impatience in its tone.

"I'm coming!"

Anthony pulls you to him, caressing your cheek and kissing you for the final time. You close your eyes. 

"I will see you outside Anthony," you place a gentle kiss on the side of his lips. "For our final goodbye."

Anthony pulls you into a passionate embrace. 

"Our temporary one, but not our final one."

He lets you go and places a kiss on the back of your hand. His hand slips out of yours, and another knock and jiggle of the doorknob startle you as you look back towards the door. You look again towards the balcony, the breeze pushing in a coldness, making you shiver and the sun now in full display.