The Little One

A/N: Their adventures continue... Just to warn everyone, there is M/F consensual anal sex in the end (no pun intended) of this chapter, but hopefully everyone will enjoy reading it. This won't be a trend, I'm just letting them explore a bit in their relationship :-)

~ sugarkisses

13.

Sean awoke when his telephone rang, reaching over Anne to grab the offending item. “Hullo?” he asked, groggy.

“Hey, Sean, it’s Vig…”

“Vig… Fuck, what time is it?”

“Almost noon… You two aren’t still in bed, are you?”

Sean stretched gently, feeling Anne stir next to him. “Bugger off” he replied. “It’s the weekend…”

Viggo chuckled. “Yes, it is… Listen, Astin was thinking about throwing another barbecue tonight. Orli and I were hoping that you and Anne might grace us with your presence. We’re going to have a football game amongst the actors and production blokes”

Football? Sean instinctively reacted to the offer: he hadn’t been afforded a chance to play in quite a while. “You know I can’t resist”

“So, Anne won’t mind?”

Anne pivoted on the mattress so that she was facing Sean, pressing her face against his chest. Sean found himself lifting his arm so that she could squeeze herself against him.

“Hold on, Vig” Sean breathed. Gently touching Anne’s back, Sean whispered, “Anne, Vig wants to know if we’d like to go to another barbecue… there’s going to be footie beforehand. Want to go?”

Anne pulled her head back enough so that she could look up at Sean: she squinted as her eyes met his. “Sure… Just not right this second”

Sean couldn’t help but laugh. “Did you hear that, Vig?”

“Yeah” Viggo replied. “We’re starting at 4:00pm, try to get there in one piece…”

“Very fucking funny” Sean answered. “Talk to you later”

Sean hung up the phone and lied back down, sighing as he wrapped his arms around her and rubbed her back.

“Sometimes I think he calls too much” Anne intoned, rubbing her face over his chest. “What time is it, anyway?”

“Almost noon… you know, Anne, if it weren’t for his morning calls, I would never get to work on time”

Anne giggled. “I’ve been wanting to ask you about that… how come I wake up to the alarm, but you wake up when the phone rings? The alarm is louder and more annoying…”

“Sounds like my exes” he teased, rubbing her back. “I tuned them out as well”

“That is SO not funny!” Anne retorted, playfully slapping his shoulder.

“Darling, you know I didn’t mean that…”

“Uh-huh” Anne joked back. “You aren’t fooling me…”

“Don’t want to fool you…” Sean answered, burying his face in her hair. “Want to make love to you…”

Anne smiled and slowly moved back. “I need to use the little girl’s room first…”

“I see… I suppose I should do that as well… You first…”

She climbed out of bed and quickly made her way to the bathroom, noting that it was decidedly colder when she wasn’t under the covers with Sean. Anne relieved herself and paused at the bathroom sink to wash her hands, gazing into the mirror as she did so…

“You!” Sean heard her exclaim. “Sean, I’m gonna get you!”

“What is it?” he asked, making his way into the bathroom.

Anne was standing in front of the sink, gazing at her reflection. “Are you kidding?! Look at what you did to my neck!”

Sean saw what she was staring at: on the juncture of her neck, exactly where he had been nibbling on her the night before, there was a dark red mark… it clearly was a hickey. “Well, darling” he stated nonchalantly, “I did tell you that I was making one…”

“You did not! You just made that rumbling noise of yours… I’m going to get you back for this…”

“You already did” Sean answered coolly, smirking at their reflection.

Anne followed his line of sight and saw what he was looking at: he had the same sort of mark on his own upper body, in exactly the same spot. “Oh, my…” she breathed, whirling around and placing her hands on his chest. “Sean, I didn’t mean to…”

Sean grinned and kissed her forehead. “We both meant to, Anne… You know, I haven’t had a hickey in years, love… makes me feel fifteen again”

“I don’t know why you haven’t gotten one” Anne teased, drawing her right index finger over his collarbone. “You’re absoluteummyummy…”

Sean chuckled deeply. “You’re getting me going, you know… and I still need to take a piss…”

She wrinkled her nose. “Sean… That’s just nasty…”

“Be a love and get the shower going, hm?” he asked, ignoring her statement and tapping the tip of her nose.

Sighing, Anne went to the shower and turned on the water, mumbling under her breath, “I know what you’re thinking… Has nothing to do with getting clean…” Once the spray was good and warm, she got under it and wet her hair, pouring some shampoo into her left palm and then lathering her hair.

She heard Sean relieve himself as she was rinsing her hair: and then she jumped as he flushed the toilet and the shower water grew cold.

“Fuck!” Anne yelped, backpedaling. She had almost exited the shower and then the water became warm again.

Sean poked his head into the stall and smiled at her. “You know, I heard every little complaint of yours”

Anne raised her eyebrow at him. “You did that on purpose! Just get in here, you prat!”

He stepped into the shower and came up behind her…

Anne squealed as Sean playfully slapped her backside. “You!” she swore, feeling the need to fight fire with fire. Reaching behind him, she popped him on the behind as well.

Sean jumped in response and growled at her: reaching out, he took hold of her shoulders…

“Oh, no!” Anne denied, laughing as he pulled her into his arms. “You started it!”

“Doesn’t matter who started it” he replied, holding her close. “I mean to finish it”

She closed her eyes as he leaned down and captured her lips with his own, kissing her deeply. The showerhead sent water cascading over them, enveloping them in a cocoon of warm wetness. Sean languidly slid his hands down her back, finding her bottom and digging his fingers into her flesh.

“Sean…” Anne whined as he lifted her upward and entered her. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms sliding around his neck. “God…”

“Is the invitation still open?” he inquired, brushing his bearded chin over her throat.

“Sean…?”

“Ever since you offered it to me, Anne, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it…” Sean pressed her back against the tile wall and slowly ground himself into her as they both gasped in pleasure. “I want to take your bum” he admitted, his voice low and husky. “I want to be inside of you that way… I promise you, love, I’ll be gentle with you…”

Anne smiled: her expression turned into a grimace of ecstasy as the head of Sean’s cock pressed to her most sensitive inner spot. “Oh, god… Now?”

He shook his head and rotated his hips, making slow, full circles. “Tonight, darling… I have to plan…and only if you want me to…”

Shifting her right hand upward, Anne knit her fingers into the hair on the back of his head and moaned. “I want you to”

“Are you sure?”

Anne nodded frantically. “Yes… Fuck, Sean, I’m so close…”

“I know you are” he rasped against her throat, his forehead falling to her shoulder. “I can feel you grabbing me, love… Oh, god, yes…”

“Just one thrust” Anne begged, licking his left ear. “I want you to take my ass tonight… Please, Sean, just one thrust…”

He smiled: the way that she said his name sent shocks of joy through him. He would have her tonight, and the very idea made him lightheaded. Sean was on the edge as well, his body clamoring for release…

Rearing his hips back, he thrust hard and deep into her and then stilled as his own orgasm hit. His seed exploded from him at that moment, just as he felt Anne’s sex contract rhythmically around him.

They sank to the floor of the shower together, their limbs intertwined as they finally grew still.

“Mmm” Sean mused, raising his head to look at her. “That’s a wonderful way to start the day”

Anne couldn’t help but giggle: his eyes seemed to be alight. “Yes, it is… I guess this means that you’ll have to do some work today, though”

He raised his eyebrow at her. “What do you mean, love?”

Leaning forward, she kissed him softly and replied, “Well, you have some planning to do now, don’t you?”

Sean answered her grin with one of his own and then closed in on her for another kiss…

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Anne sat between Melinda and Lisa, the three of them watching the footie game that Astin had put together. At the moment, the actors were killing the production crew, and it made her smile: Sean had gotten in a few really good goals, blasting his way around the production men who were half his age.

“Geez” Lisa joked, speaking to Anne, “If he’s half as good in bed as he is playing soccer, then he must be incredible, Anne…”

Blushing, Anne responded, “It’s not soccer, it’s ‘footie’…”

Lisa laughed, looking across the way at Melinda. “Would you listen to her? ‘Footie’!”

Melinda just shook her head. “Honestly, Lisa… You can be so blunt at times…”

“What?” Lisa inquired.

Anne wasn’t paying attention to her friends at the moment: Sean was drilling his way down the makeshift field, on his way to another goal. God help her, she had never thought that she could find sports so interesting. She had always liked them, but they had never consumed her as much as this current game was doing.

“You know” Lisa breathed, continuing her diatribe, “I was so close to just jumping on Viggo last night… He’s so sweet…”

“Orli’s nice, too…” Melinda mused.

As Anne watched, Sean dodged a production player, then passed the ball off to Orli… a few steps later, Sean had it again, and he was going in for the kill. Anne tensed, watching her lover approach the goal… god, he was just as intense playing this sport as he was in bed… With a quick follow through, Sean sent yet another kick into the goal, much to the dismay of the man who was defending it. It was an accurate, hard kick… Anne’s stomach tingled with desire to see it sail into the goal with so much power. What is the matter with me, she thought, why is that so sexy? Before she could answer the question for herself, she was up on her feet, clapping and cheering as Sean turned towards her and winked.

“Anne, are you listening?” Melinda queried.

“Of course not” Lisa laughed, noticing that Sean and Orli were congratulating one another by the goal. “Her man just scored again!”

“Bet he does a lot of that” Melinda grumbled playfully.

“Melinda!” Anne gasped, turning to her red-headed friend and staring. “I can’t believe that you just said that!”

Lisa was laughing as the men started heading back downfield, changing into defensive mode. “I can’t believe it, either… Orli’s rubbing off on her…”

“Honestly” Anne replied, following the movements of the men with her eyes. Viggo was doing a damn good job of running interferencwn bwn by the other goal: the production man who currently had the ball was struggling against him.

“Well, Anne” Lisa cooed, her eyes stuck to Viggo, “You did show up with a huge hickey… kind of matches your shirt, though…”

Anne felt her face get hot and imagined that her skin was probably the same shade of red that was on the jersey that she wore: hissey.sey. Sean had asked her to wear it to the barbecue, and she couldn’t deny him. All day, as they had lounged on his couch, there had been a gleam in his eyes, telling her that he was busy thinking about other things… namely, what they would be doing that evening.

“I assume that’s Sean’s jersey” Lisa quipped, “Unless you’ve started following the Blades without my knowledge…”

“Lisa, let her be” Melinda answered. She was up on her feet as well now, watching Orli as the three men ran defense down the field…

“Yes, it’s Sean’s” Anne replied, her eyes on her lover. “It doesn’t suit me?”

“I wouldn’t say that” Lisa answered. “It’s just a bit baggy”

Anne laughed: the jersey was hanging down to her thighs as usual, but then again, Sean was quite a bit bigger than her.

“You know, you’ve never dished on the dirty details” Lisa stated, still teasing Anne.

“It’s not nice to ‘dish’, Lisa” Anne retorted, giggling. “Besides, I’m not telling you anything until you have something to tell me about Viggo…”

Lisa snorted: the men had managed to get the ball away from the production team and were heading for the goal once more. “He’s a good kisser…” she offered.

“Lisa, I’m not the kiss and tell kind”

“You’re no fun” Lisa lamented, crossing her legs. “Are we going to be eating soon?”

Anne craned her neck as she watched Sean accept a pass from Viggo, his movements quick and sure. “I think we’re eating in about an hour… Yes!” Anne jumped up and down as Sean landed another goal in the net. She clapped as Astin blew the whistle around his neck (he was acting as the referee), ending the game. Sean, Viggo and Orli came bounding up to Anne and her friends, beaming with their victory.

“Eh, how was that?” Orli asked Melinda, huffing as he came off of the field.

“Very good” Melinda replied.

“And what did you think, lovie?” Sean inquired, wrapping his arms around Anne’s waist.

“Fan-fucking-tastic!” Anne responded, leaning up and kissing him.

“Maybe one of these days you should play” Viggo proposed, grinning at her.

“Nah” Anne stated, looking at Viggo. “With my luck, I’d twist my ankle…”

“We can’t have that, now, can we?” Sean teased, leaning down and kissing her forehead.

He was sweaty, but Anne found it strangely arousing… Sean was like the big cat coming home after a long hunt… Anne found herself lost in the jade of his eyes, his rapid breathing, his earthy scent…

“Well, I say we head across the way to Astin’s” Orli announced. “I need a beer, and I’m pretty sure you blokes could go for one, too”

“What about we ladies?” Lisa asked, raising her eyebrow.

Orli shrugged playfully. “Sure, why not… beers for the women as well”

Viggo slapped Sean’s back, bringing him out of the reverie that he was sharing with Anne: they had been gazing at one another as if they were the only two people present. “Let’s go, Bean”

“Uh, yeah” Sean replied. He let Viggo and Orli get moving with their dates and then he grabbed Anne’s left hand, leading her from the park and across the street… it was a bit of a walk to Astin’s house. They spoke as they moved, Sean grinning as he looked over at her: her hickey was visible, as was his. His friends had already commented on the mark that Anne had given him, and he imagined that his little one had suffered the same teasing from her own mates. “I hope you don’t mind my playing, love”

“Are you kidding?” Anne inquired, looking up at him as they strolled. “That was awesome…”

Chuckling, Sean released her hand and slid his arm around her shoulder, hugging her close. “I’m not that good, darling”

Anne responded by lacing her left arm around his waist and brushing her cheek against his chest. “I thought that you were great, Seannie…”

The group of six arrived at the front gate of Astin’s house and made their way around the domicile, finding that the American actor was already been busy on the grill: there was food to be had. They got themselves something to eat, taking their plates and finding a seat. Astin had really outdone himself this time, leaving small coolers full of drinks on each table.

They ate and laughed, Anne happy to have Sean’s arm around her shoulder as they chatted on into the night…

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Anne was feeling quite happy by the time that they got home that evening. Sean opened the front door and quickly reset the alarm, smiling as Anne shut the door.

“Your mates are a lot of fun” Sean commented.

“They can be” Anne responded, fixing the locks.

Sean walked up behind her, sliding his hands around her waist and nibbling on the back of her neck. “Don’t worry, love, they certainly aren’t as much fun as you…”

Giggling, Anne leaned back against him. “I wasn’t jealous, but it’s good to know, anyway…”

“Not jealous, eh? Not even a little bit?”

“Nah, they’re not your types, I don’t think… Lisa can get annoying with her constant chatter and wanting to know every last detail about things… and Melinda is far too quiet at times…”

“Bah” Sean replied, kissing underneath her right ear. “You’re no fun: you know me too well”

“You want me to get jealous?” Anne queried, turning to face him.

Sean shrugged. “Not really, but it would have been interesting…”

She sighed softly and moved around him, heading for the bedroom. “I’m going to change out of your jersey…”

“No” Sean denied, reaching out and grasping her wrist to keep her from moving. “Leave it on”

“Seannie… what are you up to?” Anne inquired, gazing up at him.

“I’m sorry, darling, I just… I was thinking…”

Anne grinned back at him. “Does this have anything to do with your ‘planning’?”

“Yes, actually” Sean answered. I can’t let her know that I’m nervous…she’ll get scared…

Anne leaned up on her tiptoes and kissed him gently, caressing his cheek with her right hanI’m I’m game if you are…”

Sean couldn’t believe it: she was less worried about this than he was. Smiling gently, Sean picked her up into his arms and carried her into the bedroom, placing her on the mattress.

“We’re definitely over-dressed” Anne breathed, sitting up on the bed. She kicked off her shoes and socks, followed by her jeans and pant Her Her bra she undid without removing his jersey from her body, unhooking it and pulling her left arm free, followed by her right: the white lace fell from underneath her shirt and joined her other clothes on the floor.

Somewhere, in the back of her mind, she realized that she should probably be nervous about this: she had never done anything like this… but any fears that she had were melted away by the knowledge that she would be doing this with Sean, Sean who had always showed her the greatest amount of care and concern of any man that she had ever known. Anne trusted him to be gentle with her…

Sean stripped his body of his shirt and slipped his feet from his shoes, grinning as she reached forward and began to work on his fly. “Little one” he breathed, shaking his head and cupping her face in his hands, “This is my night to take care of you…”

“Sean…”

“Sh, now… Lie back on the bed for me…”

Anne obeyed him, stretching out on the mattress while Sean finished undressing, watching him. He gave her a soft smile and padded into the bathroom, leaving her for a moment. “Sean?”

“Just a second, love” he called back, opening the drawers by the sink. He rifled through them… where the fuck had he put it? When he had received it, he had just chuckled and tossed it into one of these fucking things…

Sean gave a cry of triumph as he found the small tube, returning to the bedroom with it.

“What have you got there?” Anne inquired playfully.

He couldn’t believe it, but he blushed at her question. “Something that I got a while back…”

Sitting up, she took the container from his right hand and giggled. “Oh my, Sean… Is there something that you need to tell me?

“Don’t get wonky on me, Anne. I didn’t go out and buy it, I got it in a gift basket that Ian gave all of us when we first arrived.”

Anne raised her left eyebrow at him and burst into laughter. “Ian sent you a gift basket with lube in it?”

Sean shrugged as he climbed into bed beside her, chuckling: her laughter was contagious. “He has a wicked sense of humor, I guess. I certainly didn’t think that I would have a use for it when I got it…”

“And here I was hoping that maybe you and Vig…” Anne teased, winking at him.

“Bugger off” Sean retorted, pulling her into his arms and kissing her soundly.

Anne moved back, licking her lips and meeting his gaze. “Sean… You’re acting like you’ve never done this before…” She had meant it as a jest: she was certain that her guess was incorrect… but then Sean lowered his head and she realized that she had hit the nail on the head. “Sean?”

“You’re right, Anne, I just… This is hard to explain, sweetheart… I’ve always wanted to, but the urge was never this strong before, and the women I’ve been with… Well, I can tell you honestly that they would never have gone for it…” Sean paused, nervously picking at the hem of his jersey, which was pooled at her waist. “I understand if you don’t want to try it since I’m not experienced in it…”

She silenced him by taking hold of his face with her hands and kissing him deeply.

He felt wetness upon his face: pulling back, he found that Anne was weeping… “Oh, love… I’m sorry…”

Anne shook her head. “Sean, I’m not upset, I’m touched, I truly am…” She drew her fingertips over his lips and smiled. “The fact that you feel enough of a connection with me to try this with me… Shit, Sean, this will be something that we’ve only done with one another. That means the world to me”

Sean released a ragged sigh, relieved that she wasn’t upset with him: he was so relieved, in fact, that his entire body relaxed at her words. “Sweet darling” Sean mused, pressing his forehead to hers, “I couldn’t imagine being with any other woman this way. You’re an absolute gem, you know that?”

Their mouths met in another kiss, their tongues tangling as they slowly laid down on the bed, side by side. They explored one another’s bodies with their hands, their fingertips drawing lazy circles on the other person’s skin while their tongues mated. Sean had never felt so comfortable with a lover: then again, he had never been with anyone as willing as Anne.

He grinned tenderly as he pulled back, gazing into her eyes. “Is that a yes, then, love?”

Anne nodded gently and returned his smile.

Her trust of him was absolutely heady… Sean gave her one more kiss and then he slid down her body, lifting the jersey enough so that he had bared her breasts. He nuzzled her flesh with his beard, hearing her giggle at the sensation: the sound turned into a moan as he flicked his tongue over her left nipple and then suckled.

“Mm, Anne… have I told you lately that I love your tits?”

Sliding her fingers into his hair, she giggled softly.

“I’m serious, love… They’re so sweet and soft…” Sean laved her right nipple next, chuckling when she sighed with pleasure. “I love them…”

Anne sighed as he moved further down her body, parting her legser aer a gentle touch of his hands on her thighs. Sean leaned forward, blowing cool air over her sex and grinning when she cried out and squirmed.

“Baby… you’re so wet already…” he mused. “Fuck, that makes me hot”

His tongue caressed her leisurely from her entrance to her center: Anne raised her hips towards his mouth and knitted her fingers in his hair.

He never grew tired of going down on her. Anne tasted so sweet, and he could swear that he could feel the temperature of her sex rising with every swipe of his tongue against her tender flesh…

Sean had put some serious thought into this, and it was time for the next step in his plan… Using his hands, he blindly searched the sheets around her body, but couldn’t find what he wanted. He was growing concerned now: this was the time that he wanted to use to ease into her…

As he continued to move his tongue, he felt her small hand meet his: Sean almost laughed when he realized that she had slid the container of lube into his hand… apparently, she wanted this as much as he did, and the realization only pushed his desire higher.

Sean didn’t pause in his licking, he simply popped open the tube with his thumb and coated his right index finger with the substance…

Anne felt his finger caress her between her buttocks, searching for her entrance. He fumbled, only for a second, and then he was right on target, moving his index finger in circles against her opening. She moaned once more, urging him to continue his ministrations.

“Love, tell me if anything I do hurts you…”

She nodded, and then gasped as the tip of his index finger slid inside of her, gently caressing the muscles that instinctively clenched him. His tongue continued to torture her sex with slow, hot swipes. Anne was anxious for him, anxious to feel more. “Sean, please…”

“Am I hurting you?” he questioned, fearing that if she felt pain now, he wouldn’t be able to continue with her.

“No” Anne denied. “I want more… please…”

“We have to have patience, darling” he responded. “Trust me”

Anne did trust him: that was why she was willing to go this far with him. Most women would have run from Sean, especially when they saw his size. “Please” she whispered, “Just a little more, then…”

Sean obliged, pushing inside of her slowly, feeling her clamp down for a moment and then relax. God, but he understood her sense of urgency: it was a different, but extremely interesting feeling, this…

He licked and nibbled as he entered her in increments with his finger, allowing her time to relax around him before he pushed just a bit more. Anne was moaning softly and lifting her hips, begging him to go further: it was time for him to move on to the next stage of preparation.

Anne cried out with loss as he drew his finger back, her eyes opening with her confusion. “Sean?”

“You’re all right, darling…” Sean answered. “I just have to open you up a bit more, or I’m likely to split you in half”

She heard the sound of Sean squeezing more lubricant from it’s container, and then he had pressed two fingers to her opening and was using the same torturously slow method of making circles before he slid the tips of his fingers into her.

Anne clenched a bit despite herself, doing her best to will herself to calm.

“It’s all right, love” Sean cooed, punctuating his words by laving her sex. “We’re not in a rush”

She didn’t know if she loved him for being so considerate or disliked him for taking his sweet time… but her question was answered as he pushed forward a bit. Anne cried out, this time in real pain, and felt Sean freeze.

“Love?” he inquired.

“I’m okay… just… give me a minute…”

“If I’m hurting you, I’ll stop”

“No” Anne denied, shaking her head. “I just need some time, Sean, but I don’t want to stop”

Sean kept his probing fingers still and turned his attention to her nub, using his tongue to play with it, then suckling with his lips. He maintained this sweet torture until the pressure that she was exerting on his fingers had considerably lessened.

“A bit more, now?” Sean asked, his heart thudding in his chest.

“Yes…”

Slowly, over a matter of minutes, Sean continued until he had both of his fingers inside of her. “Oh, love” he whispered, resting his cheek on her left thigh, “This is so… How does it feel?”

Anne shivered, her hands wringing the bedsheets as she struggled to hold on. “Sean… Io clo close… Please…”

God, she was so fucking hot… Sean lowered his mouth to her sex once more and feasted upon her, his tongue touching every bit of her that he could, his fingers slowly rocking her in tandem…

Anne had never felt anything like this: it was good, incredibly good, making her entire body tingle with impending pleasure. His mouth was wonderful as always, but dear god, his fingers… she wasn’t sure what he was pressing against inside of her, but it was heavenly. She tried to hold on, tried to keep her reason, but Sean wasn’t going to let her do that.

She came hard against his tongue, crying out and riding the combination of his tongue and fingers until white light flashed behind her eyelids. Sean was with her through all of it, lovingly extending her bliss.

Anne was breathing hard, her chest heaving… She whimpered when Sean removed his fingers, missing the pressure that they had given her. Sean wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her deeply before he gently rolled her onto her stomach. She was aware that he had grabbed a pillow from the headboard and was sliding it under her hips, lifting her backside into the air a bit. “Sean…” she whispered dreamily.

“Sweetheart” he answered, leaning down and kissing her back just below the hem of the jersey.. “I hope you don’t mind… I read about it somewhere, that it would help…”

“No, Sean, I don’t mind…”

“Then, we can continue?” Fuck, he hoped that she didn’t hear the desperation in his voice: he felt like a teenager again, praying that his girl would let him go all the way with her.

“Mmm, god yes” Anne mused, turning her head so that she could look at him. “Don’t you dare stop now”

Sean couldn’t help himself: he grinned, placing another set of kisses on her back. He raised himself up on his knees and grabbed the lube, generously coating his erection from tip to base. Anne wiggled her backside at him a bit, smiling at him.

“Seannie?”

“Yes, love?”

She gave him a devious look. “I want you to fuck my ass, Sean…”

Oh, fuck, that was all that he needed to hear. He placed the head of his cock at her opening, slowly and gently pressing himself into her. There was a moment of delicious tension, and then he felt her muscles give way, enveloping the head of his cock in a sweet, tight embrace.

Anne released a sharp “oh!”, which gave him pause, but it was followed by a very contended giggle.

God in heaven, she was looking back at him, watching the pleasure that crept over his face. He was terribly aroused: he knew that he wouldn’t last long once he was inside of her, and he knew that he couldn’t just out and out fuck her this time or he would hurt her. It was more than all right, though, because Sean knew that his cock would explode in seconds no matter what he did.

“Mm, Sean… I think… I think I can take more if you go slow…”

“Love…”

“Please”

Sean closed his eyes: he couldn’t deny her. Slowly, ready to stop if she made the smallest cry of discomfort, he pushed forward. Between his fingers and his cock, she was incredibly slick inside… before he knew it, Sean had completely sunk into her. He grew deathly still, waiting for her to get used to him and feeling her inner muscles squeeze him.

They remained that way for a few moments, Sean leaning over her and whispering tender words, his hands stroking her back and sides.

“Sean… please…”

He knew that it was time, and he was ready. Instead of his usual deep and hard thrusts, he only moved his hips gently, rocking her more than fucking her. It felt good, so good… She was so sweet, so considerate to allow him this most inteof eof experiences with her.

Sean was growing mindless from the emotional and physical bliss that he felt. “Baby… oh, Anne…”

“Sean, you feel so good… Just like that, Sean, like we’re stuck together…”

He growled, the sound rumbling through his chest. He was so close that it hurt…

And then, as he rocked the both of them back and forth, he felt the most incredible, most arousing thing in his life… As he placed kisses on her spine, the jersey that she wore hitched around her upper chest, he felt her muscles tighten almost unbearably around him. Anne keened beneath him, pushing her backside against him, unmistakably in the throes of orgasm. She was coming without any other stimulation, just his cock in her backside. Sean hadn’t thought it possible… The sound of her, the feel of her, that was all it took. Sean exploded inside of her, his body pitching forward involuntarily. He couldn’t speak even though he wanted to say her name: Sean could only grunt sharply. She milked him through every throbbing wave, somehow managing to place her right hand on his thigh, digging her nails in and holding him in place above her.

His head was swimming, his ears ringing…

Seconds later, gasping, Sean opened his eyes and thought that he had certainly passed out for a moment. Anne was moaning softly beneath him, her cheek pressed to the mattress. He realized that he had collapsed on top of her, effectively pinning her to the mattress.

“Oh, god…” Sean grated out, trying to push himself up on his arms. “I…”

“Don’t pull out” Anne begged, clutching at him. “Please, Sean…”

“Okay” he answered, finding the strength to roll them to their sides. He leaned forward and pressed thankful kisses to the back of her neck, trying not to cry…

Anne smiled with wonder as she realized that they were both weeping, and she wrapped her arms around his on her chest.

“Anne… fuck… I love you, darling”

“I love you, too” she replied, sniffling.

“It was… oh god, Anne, it was so…”

“I know” she soothed, rubbing his left forearm. “It’s all right, Sean…”

Sean wiped his eyes with the back of his right hand: he wanted to be a gentleman. “Should I get something to clean us up with?”

Anne shook her head. “No, Seannie… I just want to lie with you for a while”

He nodded in understanding, nestling his face in her hair. In all honesty, it would have taken way too much energy for him to get up from the bed: he was still inside of her, still enjoying her feel.

His arms held her protectively close, his deep and warm breaths on the back of her neck.

They fell asleep that way, tangled together and insanely content…

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TBC