Page 58 of Trusting Tanner
“All the doctors and nurses in the world can give me any stupid nickname they want. They can stare at me like I’m a talking sex toy put on this earth for their personal enjoyment. Hell, they can touch themselves while thinking about me if that’s what does it for them.” Shifting his weight onto his left arm, he reached up and slid his hand around to the back of her neck. Goose bumps consumed every inch of her body. “But none of that matters, and you know why?”
Her throat was drought-in-the-desert dry. “No.”
“Because the only person who gets to have me is you.”
She whimpered a fraction of a second before their mouths collided. There was no other way to describe it. It was a collision of lips and tongues and teeth. And it was mind-altering. She swore her brain dissolved into a puddle of hormones. He fell back onto the couch, bringing her down on top of him. Moaning, she deepened the kiss, and his hands landed on her ass, using his hold to rock her against him. Against his massive erection.
She gasped. “My God, you’re always so hard.”
“I’ve been a walking fucking erection since meeting you.” He nipped at her lips, teasing them apart with his tongue.
What a weirdly awesome compliment, and one she’d needed to hear. He was hard for her. Because of her. No one else. That knowledge settled in her mind, calming some of her fears and doubts. Making her feel powerful. She tugged at his shirt and pulled it over his head. She wasted no time lowering her mouth to his neck. She peppered his throat with heated kisses and moved down to his chest, teasing his nipples with the tip of her tongue.
“Shit.” He breathed out the word.
He wantsme.
She dragged her mouth down his sternum and over his abs. The subtle way her shirt shifted across her bra from her movements had her nipples hardening. She could almost feel his strong, warm hands cupping her breasts. Continuing her descent, she kissed his belly button, and he jerked beneath her.
He likes what I’m doing, how I’m touching him.
Each positive thought pushed out more of the bad, and confidence filled her veins, encouraging her to keep going. The thick, unmistakable outline of his cock was oh-so-tempting, but before she could get her hands on him, he fisted a handful of her hair and brought her mouth back to his. Juliana bore down on him, rotating her hips and rubbing her aching clit against him. She’d never been electrocuted before, but she guessed it was a lot like what she was feeling right now—uncontrollable tingles, an out-of-body sensation, nerve endings short circuiting and sizzling.
“Holy fuck, Jules.” His words were guttural, his tone snarl-like.
She slipped her hand between their bodies, determined to touch him.
He snatched her wrist, pulled her hand away, and flattened her palm on his chest.
“Oh no,” he said, shaking his head.
“What?” Panic squeezed her chest. Why didn’t he want her to touch him? She thought he liked it.
“Fucking Christ, I’m going to seriously hate myself for this in the morning, but this isn’t happening tonight, baby.”
Baby?There went her heart. It was now officially beating for him and him alone. “Why not?” She could feel how much he wanted her. The evidence pulsed hard and thick between her legs.
“Because you’ve been drinking and—”
“But I’m not drunk. A little buzzed, but I know what I’m doing, and I want to do you.”
“I want to do you, too.” A smile flitted across his face. “But I want you stone-cold sober the first time we have sex. I want you to remember every second of what it feels like to be with me. Every touch. Every kiss.” He brought her mouth back to his. “Every orgasm.” His voice dipped low as his tongue swept across her lips.
And with those words, she plunged over the edge, leaving her heart and trust in his capable hands. She kissed him, and he lifted his hips, grinding against her. “Tanner.” It was a whiny plea for more.
His lips moved across her jaw and down her neck. “You know how badly I want you, right?” He teased the soft spot behind her ear.
If he’d asked her that yesterday, she wouldn’t have believed him. But now? Now she knew, without a doubt, that he wanted her as much as she wanted him. “Yes,” she whispered, rotating her hips. His cock jerked beneath her, and then… In the blink of an eye, he had them flipped over so she was flat on her back and he kneeled over her. “What—?”
“Hey, didn’t realize you were…home. And half naked and sweaty.” Jason laughed.
Juliana’s eyes widened, and she covered her face with her hands. Flames of embarrassment covered her cheeks. She sat up and peeked over the back of the couch.
“Oh. Shit.” Jason’s gaze darted between her and Tanner. “Seriously, dude. You couldn’t wait until you got to your room?”
“Fuck you.” Tanner laughed. But he made no effort to move or let her get up.
Holly giggled then gave Juliana a knowing wink. “C’mon, let’s leave them alone.” She looped her arm through Jason’s and tugged him down the hallway.
