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Continuation of discovering my college crush's secret.
His tongue snaked around her belly button and she shivered. It dipped lower, pressing down to the hem of her pink lace panties, and she pulled back.
"Hey, I don't even know you."
His eyes cut up to her and he gripped her hard. "Yes you do."
"Okay, you're scaring me. This needs to stop."
When she shoved, his hands grabbed her waist and pulled forward to straddle his lap. She squealed, but his hands caught her face. She tried to scream, but he crushed her mouth with his lips. Her fists pounded his sides and back.
Flashes of bodies tangled in sheets, candlelight, old clothing, and a bodice opening under his hands. The smell of sandalwood. It was his cologne. Long ago, she'd loved the feel of those dark waves of hair when they wound around her fingers, the ones that he kept tied back during the day as he worked as the Master of the plantation.
Darrin's lips moved back the tiniest amount and she gasped for air. She didn't struggle, and didn't want to.
"See what I mean?" His voice was low and soft.
"We must be crazy." Anna panted, letting her head lean back as he kissed her neck. She closed her eyes and tried to think of something besides the visions. Why did she come here anyway? Didn't someone tell her it was a fake? God, she couldn't tell anyone about this. They'd have her committed.
His mouth brushed across her collarbone, then down the V in her shirt. His five o'clock shadow made her skin tingle. She liked that, kissing her chest, she always had.
Darrin's hands pushed up under the fabric and she shivered. His hands were rough and hard against her skin. One pushed against her breast and the pulse beating against her matched the rhythm of her heart. The other hand smoothed across her nipple and then back, bringing the skin to a point that he pinched between his fingers.
He pushed at the shirt. "Get rid of this."
She slipped it over her head and tossed it behind her. Before she heard it land, his mouth was on her nipple, sucking and licking. Anna pushed her hands through his hair, remembering the longer version. She missed the long hair.
Darrin looked up as if he'd heard the thought. His arms wrapped around her, then turned them so that she lay on the bed beneath him. He worked her pants off, along with the panties and chunked them over his shoulder.
He stood there, his eyes cutting into her as he shed his own clothing with the slow pace of a man who knew what he was about to do. He'd done it a thousand times before. Anna kept one foot on him at all times, snaking over his abdomen as he unbuttoned the shirt, then rubbing his arms as he bent to step out of the pants.
When he was nude, there was none of the surprise that she expected to feel. He was as large and perfectly uncircumcised as she'd seen in the vision.
She pushed her foot slowly downward. Her toes smoothed over the soft skin and he shook. Anna smiled and crooked a finger. "Come here."
He pushed between her legs and stopped when his cock met her swollen lips. He bent his neck, tucking his face into the bend of her neck, and trailed his lips her skin. "I have missed you, my love."
This time, Darrin's voice carried a different accent, something more formal, almost British. Still, she recognized it and the sound of it warmed her.
Her foot smoothed up the back of his thigh, then pulled him to her, forcing him inside until their hips met. She gasped and dug her fingers into his arms as he pulled back. "I won't last long."
He let out a guttural sound and plunged into her again, this time using his hands to grip her shoulders and pull harder against her.
"Do that again."
He did. With each push, his pace sped, as did the waves of release that flowed over her. When she came, he joined her in perfect time.
Anna glanced over her shoulder to see Darrin smiling down at her. "Morning."
"Good morning. How did you sleep?"
He kissed her shoulder, then her cheek. "You're beautiful when you sleep."