“Let’s go into the bedroom,” she said against his lips.
“You don’t have to tell me twice,” he said before seizing her mouth again.
When Lena pulled away from him, he looked at her lips, swollen and red from his kisses. Rising to his feet, he helped her up and led her to the bedroom.
The minute they entered, he yanked her to him and kissed her deeply while his hands squeezed her rounded ass.
“I like the feel of you,” he growled before plunging his tongue into her mouth.
He pressed his thigh between her legs and she ground and squirmed against it, groaning when he slid a hand under her T-shirt. Her tits strained against her soft bra, and he shoved his hand inside and pulled out one of her breasts. Satisfaction crawled through him when he ran his finger over her pebbled nipple.
“Tank,” she murmured.
“I bet you’re soaking wet,” he said, pressing his thigh harder against her.
Lena pulled away and slowly yanked her top over her head, then tossed it to the floor. She unhooked her bra, and her breasts fell out, bouncing. Breathing heavily, Tank reached out and ran his thumbs over Lena’s stiff nipples.
“Fuck,” he rasped.
Gripping the sides of her sexy-as-hell leggings, she slowly slid them down then kicked them off. She stood before him in nothing but a hot-pink thong.
Tank ran his eyes over every inch of her body, his cock straining painfully against his jeans.
“Fuck, woman,” he said, his gaze lingering on all of her delicious parts.
“You like what you see?”
“Fuck, yeah.”
He licked his lips which brought a burst of giggles from her lips, and he couldn’t help but grin at the gleeful sparkle in her eyes.
“Now your turn.”
Lena came over to him and gripped the button on his jeans and slipped it opened. Her soft, warm hand slipped inside and wrapped around his throbbing cock. The admiring whimpers she made as she ran her fingers over him were almost his undoing.
He grasped the top of his undershirt, and pulled it over his head, then threw it beside her discarded clothes. Cupping the swells of her tits, he rubbed then pinched the taut buds with his fingers. She arched her back slightly and let out a seductive moan.
“Shit,” he gritted.
Lena dropped to her knees in front of him and yanked at his pants, but he grabbed her hands and pulled her up. Confusion spread over her pretty features.
“If you suck me, I’m gonna blow. I want to be inside you.”
Tank quickly kicked off his boots and socks then pulled down his jeans and boxers. Stepping out of them, he chuckled at Lena’s fixed stare at his hard dick.
“Not even one taste?” she asked looking up at him.
“The next round. This one’s for you.”
In one fluid movement, he had her next to him, his hand sliding down her smooth flesh. When his finger went between her legs, he felt the wetness in her panties.
“Damn, babe. You’re craving my cock real bad.”
Skimming her top lip with the tip of her tongue, she buried her hand in his hair and pulled hard. Her heated gaze locked on his.
“What are you gonna do about it?”
Her sultry smirk wrapped around his dick and he eased her down on the bed, raking his eyes over her body. He pushed her panties aside and buried his mouth into her sweet heat. The scent of her arousal was intoxicating and he slipped off the thong and spread her legs apart.
“I missed this,” he said, gliding a finger through her folds.
“I missed it too,” she groaned.
Tank stroked light little touches on her engorged clit. Locking his gaze on hers, he sucked that sweet nub into his mouth, savoring her juices. Lena’s breath came in rapid pants as she pulled his hair again.
As he moved his finger round and round her clit, he thrust his tongue inside her, pulling in and out in quick succession. Writhing beneath him, her moans were music to his ears. When he slid his finger between her folds, Lena’s body jerked.
“Damn, baby. You’re fuckin’ soaked. You’re loving this, aren’t you?”
She squirmed, gasping. He slid his finger into her tight slit and she quivered. As his finger shoved in and out, his palm rubbed against her clit, and she arched her back. The deep groans escaping from her throat, fueled his desire, and he plunged more fingers into her. Panting, she rocked her hips to meet his thrusts, and he leaned down and licked her sopping clit, then, with the tip of his tongue, he laved the side of her sweet spot with fast, light strokes while he finger fucked her deep and hard. He felt her warm walls grip him then heard her sharp cry as her head thrashed from side to side against the pillow.
As her breathing returned to normal, Tank pulled out of her and leaned back on his knees, a smile curling his lips. Locking his gaze with hers, he sucked her juices off his fingers, taking each one of them slowly in his mouth.
“You taste so fuckin’ good.” He scooted forward and hovered over her. “Taste how sweet you are.”
He captured her mouth with his, plunging his tongue inside her. She moaned and entwined her arms around his neck and yanked him closer to her. They kissed passionately as his hard dick poked at her thighs. Then he pulled back.
“Turn around, baby. I wanna fuck that sweet pussy good and hard.”
Lena bit her lower lip then rolled over and pushed up on all fours.
Tank jumped off the bed and grabbed a packet from his jeans. Before she could look over, he was sheathed and kneeling behind the most tempting and beautiful ass he’d ever seen. He ran his hand over the smooth skin, then bent down and peppered both cheeks with soft kisses, before licking and gently biting each globe.
“So fuckin’ perfect,” he said against her skin.
Lena reached under to grab him, but he gripped her wrist and placed it back on the bed. “Keep your hands there, okay?”
“Okay,” she whispered.
Tank held his cock in his hand and slid it up and down her crack as she squirmed under his touch. Then he lightly spanked one of her ass cheeks and smiled when Lena yelped and jumped. He slapped her again, that time a little harder, making her moan while she clenched her butt.
Pressing against her back, he whispered in her ear, “Do you like that?”
“Yeah.”
“Do you want it harder?”
“Maybe next time.”
Busting out laughing, Tank pulled up and squeezed her behind.
“You’re fuckin’ cute,” he said. Then he soothed the red marks with gentle caresses and cooling licks.
“Push your ass up a little higher, baby.”
She shifted around. “Like this?”
He leaned back and looked at her firm ass and her wet sex. “Yeah, that’s beautiful.”
Tank slowly slid his finger from her slit to her clit, and Lena gasped and pushed back.
“Tank …” she breathed.
He leaned over and kissed each cheek then grabbed and squeezed up, spreading them apart. Her rosy puckered opening stared at him, and he pressed his finger, covered in her, against it.
“Shit. That feels good,” she moaned.
Harder than stone, Tank knew he couldn’t hold out much longer, so he ran the head of his cock through her engorged folds, then pushed in slowly, loving the way her skin stretched and expanded around him.
“So fuckin’ tight,” he murmured as she moaned low and slow.