I Know What You Did!

Gerry
I tapped my fingers on Annie’s bare thigh as I thought about how to start the paragraph of my initial paper. I didn’t care about any of this shit anymore. I never had. I had only gone to college to get away from Annie, and now I was only staying because it was an unquestionable excuse to be with Annie. I loved her more than anything, and I wasn’t going to let anything get between us. Not even my ‘fated mate.’ I knew that Giselda was probably cursing my name, but if she was going to claim me as her mate, she would have done so in front of Annie. The fact that she didn’t made me wonder why. If I was honest with myself, her behavior pissed me off. I didn’t want her, but I also didn’t like that she acted like she didn’t want me either. It made me so angry, not that I would ever let on. Especially not in front of Annie. And if Giselda had some ill intention for my Annie, she would find out very quickly just how little I truly did want her. I tossed my pen down to let my hands wander up Annie’s legs. She smiled sleepily at me over her shoulder as my hands gripped her hips.
“Gerry?”
“Hey, baby. I was wondering if you wanted to be my break,” I said huskily, making her giggle a little.
“I don’t care if you take a break, Gerry. You’ve been working really hard. You deserve it,” she said.
I wrapped my fingers around her ankle and used my grip on her to pull her on top of me, turning her so that she was lying flat on top of me.
“I don’t want just any break, beautiful. I want an Annie break,” I told her.
“An Annie break? What is that?” She asked.
I rolled her over to grind against her core. “As much as I love you being naked, you are very distracting. Every time I blink, my eyes are drawn to your ass, and all I can think of is what it would feel like to be inside of it.” I leaned down to swirl my tongue around her nipple before nibbling along the bottom of her breast. “I want to bury myself so deep inside of you that you can’t think about anything else but me.”
“I already can’t think when you’re touching me,” she moaned.
I smiled against her breast. “Good. Now, about your ass…” She swallowed hard as I kissed back up to her lips. “Can I have it?”
When her eyes widened and I saw the touch of fear in them, I gently molded my lips to hers, kissing her deeply. After she relaxed under my touch, I pulled back slightly to look down into her eyes.
“Does the thought of anal scare you, my Banannie?” I asked softly.
She flushed as she looked away. “Yes,” she admitted quietly.
“Why?”
“You have a big penis…”
I looked down at my fully erect, average cock before chuckling. “Annie, I’m not big. I’m average. I’m not one of those main characters in your romance books that have a dick so big he could outcompete a male elephant.”
Her hand slammed against my mouth, making me close it as her eyes whipped back to my face. Her face darkened even more, making my cock throb harder.
“You know about that?” She asked, horrified.
I licked her palm, and she quickly removed it from my mouth. “I do. I used to buy them for you, then I would leave them on your favorite trail for you to find.”
“That was you?”
I leaned down to kiss her again. “Yes, baby. I just wanted to see you smile.” I paused as I debated to tell her the other part of why I did it. “I also liked smelling your arousal when you read.”
Her hands flew up to cover her cheeks. “You didn’t?”
I nodded. “Some nights, I would sneak home just to sit outside of your bedroom window. I missed you so much that I would do anything just to be close to you for a little while.”
She reached up to grip my face to hold me still as she searched my eyes. “You know, there were nights that I smelled you on the air. That was why I was aroused. Not because of my books. They never made me aroused, but you did.”
“Annie,” I whispered as I kissed her again.
She wrapped her legs around my waist, inviting me into her pussy. An invitation that I immediately accepted as I slowly sank my cock deep into her tight, moist pussy. I dug my fingers into her hips as I rocked her body to the pace that I set. Her back arched, making her breasts push up toward my face. Another invite for me to take, which I promptly did without hesitation. She moaned loudly as I continued to thrust into her, enjoying the feel of her muscles trying to strangle my cock.
“Fuck! Annie,” I panted as I sucked her nipple hard.
Her arms went around my neck so she could run her fingers through my hair as she lifted her hips repeatedly.
“GERRY!” She screamed as she came undone around my cock.
Her pussy tightening had my eyes closing as I struggled to hold onto my own orgasm, wanting to make her cum again before I did. Giselda’s face floated in front of my eyes, making my thrusts halt immediately. My eyes snapped open to stare down into Annie’s as my cock softened a little. When she smiled up at me happily, I immediately became fully erect again, throbbing inside of her. I placed my forehead against hers, keeping my eyes glued to hers as I began to move again. When her eyes fluttered close, I growled lightly as I forcibly kissed her before gripping her throat loosely.
“Eyes on me, Annie,” I demanded. “Please, baby. I need to look into your eyes,” I begged.
Her eyes opened back up, and I found myself getting lost in the green eyes that I loved so much. My thrusts turned more hurried as her hands moved over my back, lightly scratching it. She moaned again, and I lost control, pulling her hips down as I drove my cock deep inside of her. I captured her lips again in a desperate kiss that begged her to believe how much I loved her. When her nails moved down my back again, leaving thin trails of torn skin on my back, every inhale I took brought the scent of my own blood into my nose, making me growl with arousal as my balls began to draw up in preparation to shoot my cum into her delectable pussy.
“Annie! You’re mine!” I roared as I released my seed into her core.
After I collapsed on top of her, she ran her hands down my back again, soothingly this time. I buried my face in her neck to breathe her scent in. I was as pissed off with myself as I was satiated at the moment. I pulled out of her pussy, but didn’t move off of her.
“Annie, you know that, right?” I asked almost silently.
“Know what, Gerry?”
“That you’re mine.”
She nodded. “Yes. And you’re mine?” She inquired softly.
I raised my head to look into her eyes. “Are you asking me or telling me, Annaria?”
“I-I’m not sure,” she admitted.
“I am yours, Annie. I will always be yours,” I told her as I cupped her face. “Don’t ever doubt that, okay?”
She nodded again. “Okay.”
I nuzzled back into her neck. “I love you, Annie.”
“I love you too, Gerry.”
We lay silently while she ran her hands over my body. Finally, she sighed.
“Gerry?”
“Yes, my love?” I answered.
“Can I have a friend over?” She asked shyly, making me tense.
“What friend?” I shot back, already dreading her answer.
“Giselda. She’s my only friend,” Annie said.
“Annie, I don’t really think that having her here in our home is a good idea,” I told her.
“Why not?” Annie asked.
“Because I got a bad vibe from her, baby. I would like for you to stay away from her.”
Sadness filled her eyes. “But she’s so nice, Gerry. She can’t possibly be bad.”
“I’m sorry, Banannie. I don’t trust her. I would really like it if you stayed away from her. If you want to make friends, I can introduce you to some of the women on campus,” I offered.
Her hands stopped moving over my back, making me start to worry about what she was going to say.
“Will they be girls you had sex with?”
“No! I wouldn’t do that to you,” I told her.
“Is that the same ‘I wouldn’t do that to you’ like you said ‘I didn’t do anything’ in the shower this morning?” She asked.
I looked into her eyes. “What do you mean, Annie?”
“I know you killed Katherine, Gerry,” she whispered. “The boys in my program told me everything.”