Page 68 of Wildest Dreams

“Tanner,” she whispers, her breathing heavy as she blinks up at me. She peeks down between us and gasps, her arms tightening around my shoulders.

“I’ll go slow,” I rumble, as the head of my cock finally breaches her entrance. I grunt and push harder, my biceps rippling with restraint.

She whimpers loudly and I drop my face into the warm curve of her neck.

“Th-that’s just the tip?” she whispers, squeezing my shoulders as I keep on pushing.

“Yeah,” I grunt, my hands shaking as I hold her thighs, keeping them as wide as possible, knowing that otherwise she won’t be able to take me. I withdraw gently and then roll back inside, hoping that building a rhythm will help her take it deeper every time.

“Tanner, you’re so big,” she whispers, moaning as she claws her nails into my back.

“Want me to stop?”

She whimpers quietly and holds me tighter. “Don’t you freaking dare.”

I huff out a laugh and push slowly until my hips slap between her thighs. The second that we’re hit with the smack of skin on skin I roam my palms up to her hips, squeezing roughly.

“Ash,” I rumble, my chest pressing heavily on top of hers. “It’s in, baby. You tell me when I can move, okay?”

“Now,” she whispers immediately, and I brace a palm beside her head, towering over her. “You can… start now. Or whenever you want. Please.”

I let my eyes drop down to her bra and then further down to her panties, the black lace already a mess from where it’s bunched to the side, making room for me.

I grunt and grip the frilly string at the side, tightening it around my digits.

“You’re perfect,” I rumble, pressing my forehead down to hers. This time I withdraw the whole thing slowly, loving the way that she keeps those beautiful eyes on mine.

Then I push back inside, right to the hilt, my grip tightening on her panties as she holds my chest down on top of her.

“I’m too heavy for you,” I rasp, trying to take some of my own weight, but she shakes her head frantically, eyes wide as she claws me harder.

I grit my teeth through the bite of her nails, loving the deep sting as she scores them down my back.

“No, no, I love it,” she whispers, moving one hand down to massage my heavy balls.

“Ash,” I grunt, pumping faster, thrusting rougher.

I tangle one hand up in her hair and keep the other wrapped around her hip, kissing at her cheruby cheeks as she holds me tighter.

“You’re beautiful,” I murmur, moving my hand to her waist, eyes on her breasts as I thrust faster.

She throws her head back on a moan, giggling as I suck at her neck.

I gently lick and bite her as I thrust deeper and deeper inside, the dark quilt plumping up around her as I work my length between her thighs.

She tugs roughly at my hair, regaining my full attention on her face, and I watch her with burning eyes as she whimpers, “Tanner, I’m gonna–”

I shove my cock deeper inside, growling roughly as she screams my name.

I cradle her head against my throat, pumping her hard over the finish line.

“That’s it,” I pant, massaging her breasts as she falls limp against the sheets. “That’s it, I’ve got you.”

“Tanner,” she gasps, eyes glassy with disbelief. If anything she looks kind of shy.

“Yeah, baby?” I rumble, still slow-thrusting her against the sheets.

“I didn’t mean to, you know… finish so fast,” she whispers, her cheeks blushing darker and darker by the second. “I didn’t mean to… I’m sorry–”

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