“Am I sensing payback?” he teases, eyes twinkling from the passing streetlights.
“Not payback,” I reply. “More like a thank you. I haven’t felt this good in a long time.”
Wrapping my hand firmly around him, I massage him, gliding slowly up and down. He grips the steering wheel tight and his body tenses. “That feels so damn good right now.” Sighing, he lets his head fall back against the head rest, but he keeps his eyes on the road. Moving his hips with my strokes, I can feel him getting harder and pulsating beneath my fingers. Tanner sucks in a breath. “We’re not far from the house.”
Grinning, I lower my head to his lap. “And what does that mean?”
The second my lips close over him, he accelerates the gas. “It means I’m about to rip that dress off of you.”
Swirling my tongue around his tip, I smile because his torturous groans are music to my ears. “Can’t wait,” I whisper, sucking him harder. “I want to feel you inside me.”
I know he’s close to losing control, but he doesn’t. We pull into his driveway and he slams on the brakes. Giggling, I sit up and his eyes are so raw with passion it makes me tremble. He grips the back of my neck and pulls me to him, his mouth feverishly searching mine.
“Is this really what you want?” he asks, nipping my bottom lip.
His eyes search mine and I nod. “Only for tonight.”
The car doors open and the next thing I know I’m in Tanner’s arms as he carries me into his house, his lips on mine the entire time. There’s no time to think about the consequences of our actions. I don’t want to think of them. Just one night. That’s all I want. Then, I’ll never have to think of it again.
Tanner takes me upstairs to his room and tosses me down on his bed, covering me with his body as he kisses me. His lips trail down my neck down to the tops of my breasts. He slides my dress down and bites down on my nipple, suckling it hard.
“I want you so bad right now,” he growls.
His hungered eyes meet mine and I smile. “Help me out of my dress then.” Starting at my hem, he lifts my dress slowly up my body and tosses it onto the floor. The insides of my thighs are drenched and he can see it. I spread my legs to give him more of a view.
Tanner rips off his jacket and pulls at his bowtie. “Dammit, Soph. You really are going to kill me.” Once his tux is off, I tremble at the sight of him.
He starts to settle between my legs, but I shake my head and sit up. “I have a better idea. Why don’t you sit against the headboard?”
Tanner bites his bottom lip. “O-kay. What are you going to do?”
I wink. “You’ll see.”
He does as I say, and I crawl up his legs. Wrapping my hand around his length, I pump him hard and slowly straddle his waist. I’m dying to feel him inside of me. I lower down on top of him, letting just the tip enter me. His hands tighten around my waist.
I take him in fully and his eyes darken as I ride him.
“Fuck it, I can’t take anymore,” he growls, lifting me in his arms. He throws me on the bed, and I squeal, but then he buries his mouth between my legs. Gripping my thighs, he holds me in place as he ravishes me. My orgasm comes quick and I scream, enjoying every wave of pleasure he gives me.
“That felt amazing,” I breathe. “I’ve never gotten two orgasms in one night like this.”
Spreading me wide with his knee, he moans as he trails his lips down my neck to my breasts. “It’s only the beginning.”
Burying his face between my breasts, he kisses and sucks them greedily, pulling on my nipples with his teeth. Like a starved man, he tastes them until they grow raw and sore. It feels achingly good. He pushes the tip of his cock inside of me and then plunges the rest of the way, so hard and deep. Our bodies rock together, and I lose myself. All I can feel is him inside of me and the way my body wants more of him.
Another orgasm builds and judging by his strangled groan he knows I’m about to come again. Instead of leaving me on my back, he wraps his arms around me and lifts me up on his lap. We’re sitting up on his bed with me on top of him. He’s in so deep.
“Ride me,” he commands, never taking his mouth away from my nipple.
Lifting my hips, I sit down on him until I get a good rhythm. My body clenches and I’m so close. Tanner is, too, by the way his cock pulsates inside of me. “I’m going to come,” I warn.
“Keep going, baby. I want to come inside of you.”
My eyes roll into the back of my head and my insides tighten. Just the thought of him releasing inside of me sends me over the edge. It’s so reckless, but I can’t stop myself. “Yes,” I cry breathlessly. His fingers dig into my hips and he holds me down on his cock as we both reach our climax, our bodies melding together. I can feel his release when he comes, all hot and primal as he yells out, his body jerking in spasms. Laying my head on his shoulder, my heart beats out of control.
Taking my arms, Tanner pulls me back so that I have to look in his eyes. His lips close over mine and he lays me down on the bed, gently pulling out of me. He hovers over me, his electric blue eyes never leaving mine. “Stay with me tonight.”
I want more than just the night, but I can’t allow myself to have those feelings. It’s just sex, that’s it. I don’t want complications. Been there, done that. There was too much at stake getting close to Tanner.
“Okay,” I murmur, “but tomorrow we go back to our normal lives. That’s the deal.”
Tanner licks his lips and focuses on my breasts. “Whatever you say, Soph.” The second he kisses me, I can’t think of anything else besides his mouth on my body. It doesn’t matter how good it feels or what kind of feelings I’m starting to have for him.
When the sun comes up, I’m gone.
8
Tanner
When I bought this land two years ago, I set up a tent on the lot so I could watch the sunrise. Thinking toward the future, I figured my future wife would enjoy lying in bed on the weekends, watching the sun come to life and feel its rays covering us in heat. One week in and I know I’ve made the right decision.
The morning sun penetrates through the French doors. I can feel the warmth of the beams touching my chest. A smile breaks out as I stretch, lifting my arms over my head and emitting a long moan. I’m fucking happy. After years of pining over the one woman who could easily bring me to my knees with one look, she’s finally mine. Last night was everything, more than anything I could’ve ever imagined in my wildest dreams, and my imagination when it comes to Sophie have been pretty damn wild.
My arm falls to my side and my hand reaches for Sophie. And keeps reaching. I turn my head slightly and slowly open my eyes. Her side of the bed is empty, and the sheets are cold. I recall the night before and lift the sheet to make sure my memories are in fact real. I grab her pillow and bring it to my face, inhaling deeply. Fuck, I love how it smells like her, sweet, savory, and like sex.
I throw the sheet and comforter back and slowly rise. My body aches, in all the right spots. Making love to Sophie all night was the best . . . no, it was the only way to end the perfect night. Although, I would’ve given anything to fuck her in the car. I don’t know, there is something about sitting on the leather seat with her straddled around my legs, moving up and down slowly on my hard cock. Maybe next time, because I plan to rent this car again although, Sophie and I could totally test out all the best car positions in the Wrangler. Just thinking about her holding onto the roll bar gives me a stiffy. I slip a pair of shorts on and make my way downstairs, figuring she’s enjoying a cup of coffee on the patio.