I haven’t been able to look at him this whole time, but now I do, and when I see his expression fireworks bloom in my chest.
He stares at me as though I’m the only woman alive.
He stares at me like a thousand gunshots couldn’t get him to look away.
He stares at me like I’m his … because I am.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” he snarls. “Lie back, Tess. Play with those pretty breasts for me.”
I rub my breasts together, my legs open to form a V-shape, feeling the soaked wetness of my pussy, still tingling from the eruption in the elevator.
Tanner stalks to the end of the bed in his suit, and there’s something so freaking hot about that, him suited and me naked, like I’m his plaything.
Oh, God, it feels so good to make him shake and tremble like that.
“That pussy,” he growls, slowly reaching down. “I can’t wait to feel how tight it is around my cock, to look down and see your cream sliding down my shaft.”
“I’m ready,” I moan, pinching my nipples softly, enjoying the sizzling electricity of it.
Tanner presses his finger against my clit and holds it there firmly, causing time to stop for a few l moments as I hover atop a gushing lava flow of pleasure, biting my lip and not even caring if I usually think I look dorky.
Tonight is about letting go.
I’m done being the shy girl.
“Fuck,” Tanner growls, stepping back and kicking off his shoes. “Keep rubbing your tits. Don’t stop.”
I do as he says, delighted in the instruction he’s giving me. It lets me ride the rollercoaster of our desire without becoming tangled in the self-doubt of it all.
I squeeze and rub and softly stroke my nipples, feeling the way they harden and tingle.
Tanner strips quickly and aggressively, as though he can’t wait another second for us both to be naked together.
I take in the sight of his body, his muscles rippled and straining against his skin, his abs a solid block of muscle. His cock springs free from his pants and points almost straight up, a rock-freaking-solid mass of sinful flesh, a dollop of delicious looking precome clinging to the end and sparkling in the chandelier light.
My eyes roam to his giant pectorals, straining with power, to study the scar that moves from the bottom of his neck diagonally across his chest, faded with time.
He sees me looking and smirks for a moment.
“I’ll explain after,” he grunts. “But now … I need you.”
He falls onto the bed in a rush of naked flesh, his firm torso pressing against my breasts.
I gasp and throw my arms around him, clinging onto the taut muscles that stretch from shoulder to shoulder.
He rears up like a bear, propping himself up with one arm.
I grab his arm, feeling the bulging strength of his muscles against my palm, making patterns against my touch that send surging signals all through my body.
With his other hand, he reaches down, guiding his searing cock to my heat, stroking his engorged helm up and down my slit and stroking closer and closer to my hole each time.
I gasp as the scent of our lust fills the air, tangy, welcoming, and his growls fill my ears.
Primal.
Mine.
Slickly, he teases my hole, almost slipping in once or twice as more and more wetness floods out of me. I dig my fingernails into the rock hard muscles of his back, as though if I let go I’ll float away and lose this precious moment.
“Stop teasing,” I gasp.
He smirks, kissing the edge of my mouth softly.
“That’s exactly what I was waiting for,” he growls.
“What?” I sigh breathily, his cock once again slipping achingly close to my hungry wet hole.
“For you to get sassy with me,” he snarls. “Because you’re so damn sexy when you get sassy.”
“In that case, you better hurry up and—Ah, oh, God. Oh, fuck, Tanner.”
He arches his back and drives his cock inside of me, pushing until his balls are pressed against my ass cheeks and he’s buried as deep as he can go, filling me utterly. His cock feels like it swells inside of me, pressing against the walls of my pussy.
A stinging, an aching—a fear.
He doesn’t fit. Oh, no, I’ll have to tell him to stop.
“Relax,” he whispers, softly kissing my neck.
I loosen my hold on his back and wait – we stay like that, fused together in a fission of lust – and then it comes, my pussy filling with creamy relaxation as something bursts inside of me and my hole begins to widen, just a little, making room for my man.
And then the fire follows, searing through every part of me, sparking from the tip of his massive cock and filling my belly, even making my nipples tingle as his chest grinds against them.
Everything is wet and sultry and suddenly the idea that I couldn’t take him feels absurd.