Page 141 of Wildest Dreams

She leans backwards to let me kiss her and she nods gently when I slip my tongue inside.

I grunt into her mouth, grab her waist, and thrust it home.

“Tanner,” she whimpers, squealing and breathless.

I curse gruffly against her temple. “Yeah, baby. I know.”

I wrap my palm around her jaw and stroke my tongue into her mouth, filling her with it as I withdraw my shaft and push it back inside.

She gasps, pulling her mouth from mine, and I grunt against the back of her neck. I shove her breasts down on the sleeping bag as I take both sides of her hips and begin to thrust.

“Four years,” I grunt, pumping her pussy nice and rough. “Four years since I had you like this. Four years of wanting you.”

I slide my hands up to her breasts, palming her roughly as I increase my tempo. She grips her fists around the soft pillow, knees slipping farther apart as I take her faster.

“You’re so pretty,” I murmur, pressing hard kisses against her jaw. “Want me to keep rubbing on your tits like this?” I ask quickly, tugging on her nipples as I drive into her harder.

She tilts her head back to me and whispers, “Yeah, p-please.”

My biceps flex to twice their size as I wrap a palm around her throat and start kissing her neck.

“Yeah?” I ask, using one hand to massage her tits more gruffly, rubbing my coarse palm over those soft pretty peaks.

My sac swings heavily against her heat and suddenly I’m growling into her hair, the muscles swelling in my chest as I shove a hand between her thighs.

“Wider,” I order roughly, shoulders heaving as I knock her knees farther apart. Then I drop my weight onto my right elbow and envelop both of her fists with my right hand. Something warm twists in my abdomen when our fingers entwine. She grips her other hand over my wrist and tilts her head back, like she’s looking for approval.

I rub two digits between her thighs and jerk my chin at her, pumping as hard as I can from the back.

A shaky whimper escapes her throat and I steel my jaw. I’m trying to keep my volume down so that we don’t get caught tonight, but it’s easier said than done when fucking her feels this good. The feel of her soft ass against my groin is driving me insane.

Her nails start biting into my hand and I watch as she digs them in, my mind instantly blacking out as soon as I see our size difference.

Aisling isn’t the shortest chick in the world but compared to me she’s fucking tiny, and I drop my head between my shoulderson a growl, eyes raking down her waist as I shove her harder and harder against the sleeping bag.

“I’m close,” I growl, teeth grazing her shoulder.

“No, no, don’t stop,” she whispers quickly, and I bite into her harder, my palm sliding up from her pussy to her tits.

“God, you’re beautiful,” I rumble, caressing her breasts from left to right, and then starting to grip them more roughly as I begin to pump her over the finish line.

“You’re there, aren’t you, baby?” I pant, tugging on her breasts as she buries her beautiful face in my pillow. I suck gently at the curve of her neck, then grunt like an animal as she tightens beneath me.

“Jesus Christ,” I rasp, temples throbbing as her orgasm explodes, squeezing her breasts for dear life while her pussy tightens around me. As soon as she collapses onto the pillow, her whole body wracked with after-shocks, I grip her jaw in my hand and tilt her face up so that I can kiss her.

“Tanner,” she whispers, her voice faint and shaking.

“You’re so beautiful,” I murmur back to her, crushing a kiss against her cheek when she can’t hold her head up any longer.

Her lashes flutter sleepily as I tower over her and I suddenly get the recollection of what I’m wearing – dirty jeans halfway down my quads and the backwards baseball cap, all while having my girl on her hands and knees.

I clench my jaw at the thought of what this must look like and hold her gaze as I pull off the cap. I rake my hand through my hair before settling heavily back down on top of her.

“I need to come,” I rumble, gently kissing at her jaw.

She nods her head in consent. I squeeze her breasts and withdraw my cock.

“You took it so good,” I murmur, rebuilding my momentum. Slipping it in and out lazily at first, and then beginning to pump her rougher and faster. I bury my face in her warm neck as shetentatively reaches one hand beneath our bodies, and then I’m grunting like a beast as those soft hands roll my balls.

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