Chapter 23

Megan POV

"Move in with you, you mean to live...together, me and you? No, I rather chance it and die,” and I meant it, I love this fool and obviously I was angry back in Paris now he wants us to be friends but also liv, ng together, Hell no.

"Megan stop being so hard-headed. It’s just for two weeks, please, I can protect you if you’re close to me,” he stared into my eyes.

“Protect me? Like you did in Paris?”

“France—” Anthony smirked.

“That’s my line, ok… only under one condition—"

"Yes… I know, you'll get upstairs for yourself and I'll take downstairs deal? " he added.

"Deal,” I uttered.

After work, our drivers took us separately to Anthony's house, both cars were behind each other, not leaving each other.

Arriving at the house, a memory started the drag along slowly, hey I know here, this is the place, this was where the engagement party was held. It sure looks different without the decorations and loud music, and the rich guests.

I cleared my throat and smiled, and entered the house, and WOW. For the second time, I was amazed if its marble floors, antique furniture, this was a beautiful house, I looked around in awe.

"You know, Meg, the way you were eagerly listing your conditions, I thought you would have been upstairs by now."

I turned around facing and smirking Anthony drinking whiskey, tugging at his tie, OH GOSH, the tie, I reminisced about the way Anthony kissed my inner thighs and teases my core, my cheeks heated up as I blushed, but I tried to play it off.

"Well, for your information Rhone, you have a lovely home, I was just admiring it's...."

Ruff! Ruff!

Cotton!? Is that Cotton!!!

A fluffy little puppy came running rolling over at my feet, "Hey girl, how are you? Did you miss me?" I rubbed her stomach and played with her.

"I didn't know you carried cotton with you."

"Yes, I couldn't leave her all alone there, plus I know you guys share a bond", "as for the house it's indeed a beauty, this is the house I grew up in, a little refurbished here and there and it was all good as new", he boastful said.

"Well then, good night, Anthony. See you two weeks from now", gesturing a friendly handshake.

Anthony looked down at my hand and smirked at me, before walking away sipping his whiskey, "Goodnight Megan".

I smiled to myself, giving cotton a goodnight kiss before climbing the stairs, this was my first time upstairs— Well, of course, it was, and wow, bathroom, kitchen, bedroom, television room. I didn't have to go downstairs.

Sweet!

I don't have to run into Anthony.

A week past and I was bored, tired of the same Netflix series, my schedule was doing the same stuff over and over again, I couldn't work until Anthony calls the Press conference to address that it's all rumors and we aren't dating, or together.

Beep!

My cellphone lit up beside me, and it was another text message, from the same number.

‘Do you know what's best serve cold?

REVENGE!

STAY AWAY FROM ANTHONY OR YOU WILL GET HURT'

I blinked in disbelief, without thinking, I rushed downstairs.

"ANTHONY! Anthony!” I searched every room for him until I saw him.

He was shirtless, punching a punching bag, in what seems to be a home gym, he had his earphones in, so of course, he couldn't hear me.

I admire his body, I loved how firmed his muscles looked, every detailed bone and muscle was sexy, his shoulders, his back, fuck! I miss him.

He must have sensed my presence, he stopped hitting the bag, and removed his earphones.

"Well look who the wind blew down here" he smirked.

I rolled my eyes, "Anthony no time for flirting, I got another message from Higgins, see" I handed him the phone and watched him read the message.

"Have you told anyone where you are?"

"No, I didn't, not even Natalie. I text my mom now and then but that's it."

"That's impossible I told Jace to deal with Higgins, well then just ignore them, the press conference is soon, but I'm going to cancel everything and plan a closer date, as soon as my work out is finished, I'll make a couple of calls."

"Oh okay, um— so... how are you?"

Stepping closer to me, our faces just inches apart, "I am okay Megan, how are you?"

The way the sweat drips down his skin, his abs craved out on his torso, I felt pussy heat up and clench at his words, oh god I think I might have wet myself.

"Oh...okay, good, see later...I mean goodbye..." I laughed nervously "I mean night, goodnight."

Staring at me intensely, "Good night Megan", he calmly said.

Without another word, I dashed up the stairs, oh shit! Oh shit am horny.

I laid in bed under a dim light, thinking about Anthony, I wish he would just come and take me right there and then, oh god I miss the way he touched me and kissed me.

I didn't realize when I began to touch myself, trailing my hands over my breast, across my lips, and between my legs, my eyes were closed, and I'm moaning softly, biting my lips, and rubbing clit slowly.

Oh god, my pussy was soaking wet at this point, I fingered my pussy until I felt the juices covering my fingers, licking my secretions off my fingers, I began to rub my clit fast with the other hand.

"Anthony,” I moaned lowly.

"Fuck, Anthony,” I moaned his name, trying to come while I thought about him, I was moaning loudly now, knowing he couldn't possibly hear me from downstairs.

"Fuck, I'm coming! oh god I'm coming."

"Twenty seconds flat."

I shot up quickly, sitting in the middle of the bed, using the sheets to hide my nakedness.

"How did you— I... I didn't...um—hear you come in" I embarrassingly asked.

Walking towards me, he sat at the bed edge, waving the device in front of me.

"You didn't hear me come in, but I heard you, you ran out of the gym so fast, you forgot your cell.” I tried to yank it from his hands,

"Not so fast!" he shifted the phone, "I was going to leave it at the door, but you were moaning out my name so loudly I couldn't resist, is...is that how I make you feel Megan?"

He began to slowly pull the sheets off my body, fiercely staring at me, and I didn't stop him, I wanted this, fully exposing my body, I was still in a seated position in the middle of the bed with my feet wide open.

Anthony licked his lips and tugged my feet, now I am flat on my back, and my pussy fully exposed to his face, he kissed my inner thighs.

"Ask for it, beg me to fuck you,” he commanded.

Ignoring him I still was moaning, licking my lips, squeezing my hard nipples.

Suddenly he licked my clit for no more than two seconds, and returned to kissing my thighs and vulva area.

"Oh God,” my clit was the most sensitive spot on a female and Anthony was using it to his advantage.

Again, he sucked on my clit for no longer than a second, causing me to squirm in excitement and anxiousness.

"Beg!" he growled.

I was too horny now, I caved in to his demands.

"Fuck me Anthony, oh god, baby please fuck me."

Anthony wasted no time, he began to suck on my clit with so much passion as if my pussy were the only thing he craved to fill his hunger, my back arched in pleasure as he dug into my fouls and sucked the life out of my pussy.

"Oh, my g... Anthony, I'm close, oh god baby, right fucking there.”

I exploded on his lips and I pulled him in for a kiss, licking my juices from his face.

Unexpectedly he thrust his cock hard into my pussy, causing my walls to tighten around his dick, I moaned in pleasure, as my pussy walls loosened to accommodate Anthony's big cock, our moans were in perfect sync, a relaxing melody.

He began to pound me real fast now, my moaning got louder, and his breathing got deeper.

"Fuck me, baby, oh! I am so fucking close, Yes! Yes!"

The thrusting got slower and slower until it stopped, I realized he didn't pull out and I wasn't on the pill, but I didn't make a big deal out of it, I'll just get the morning after pill tomorrow.

Anthony crashed next to me in bed, cuddling me tight.

"I never want to lose you again you understand,” his voice stood firm and in charge.

"Yes,” I squealed out.

We laid there in silence for a couple of minutes.

"Anthony, when is the press conference?" I curiously asked him.

"It— it's tomorrow," He coldly mumbled.