Page 70 of Trusting Tanner
“Fuck.” His thighs tensed, and his hips lifted off the bed.
His sharp intake of breath, his throaty exhale, spurred her on. Gathering her hair and holding it away, she looked up at him and was floored by the expression on his face. It was feral, animalistic, wolfish with hunger. For a moment, she wondered if she’d started something she couldn’t finish.
She took him into the back of her throat, humming around his shaft. He arched his back, his head pressing down hard on the pillow. She’d never felt so in control and desirable in her life. Sure, she’d had sex before, had given her fair share of blow jobs to Zach, but there was something exhilarating about doing it to Tanner. It was like he was this untouchable god, and to know she had this power over him, the ability to make him mindless with pleasure was fantastic!
“Enough.” His voice boomed and echoed around her. He grabbed her under the arms and brought her mouth to his. “My first orgasm with you will not be in your mouth.” He traced her lips with his tongue. “But damn, I was close.”
She straddled him, allowing his hard shaft to rest between her folds. And then she moved, rubbing along his length. “Ah yes,” she moaned into his mouth.
“That’s it.” He wrapped his arms around her and rolled them over so he was now on top. Then he reached for a condom. “I can’t wait a second longer.”
Her heart raced as she watched him put on the condom and, if she wasn’t mistaken, his hands were shaking. She bit back a smile, not wanting to ruin the moment. But God, she’d driven him to the edge of the cliff, and he was fighting for control like she was. He once again settled between her legs, his body arched and his lips working feverishly against hers. And then she felt it. The slow stretch, the pleasurable burn as he entered her. She cried out, her fingers clutching at his arms.
“My God,” he groaned, drawing out each word as he pushed into her. “So tight.”
Her breath hitched. Was that supposed to be some sort of compliment?Oh, who the hell cares?Tanner was inside her, filling her, making her feel things she’d only ever dreamed about. “Kiss me.”
She could’ve sworn she heard him snarl before pressing his mouth to hers. Juliana hooked her feet under his ass, afraid he might decide to spontaneously get up and leave her there. But he wasn’t moving, at all, and that drove her insane.
“Tanner, please.” She lifted her hips in a pathetic attempt to get him to fuck her, but he grabbed her hip, pinning her to the bed.
“Easy.” Finally, he moved, withdrawing slowly and thrusting back in just as slow. “If I go too fast, I’m going to lose it, baby.”
He kept his rhythm steady, controlled. That alone was enough to make her see God, but the sounds of his moans took her to an entirely new level. His mouth was everywhere—on her lips, her neck, her breasts, back on her lips. She could barely keep up, but damn it felt incredible. She’d never been with a man who was so concerned with her pleasure.
“I need more,” she whimpered, unashamed.
Holy hell, did he give it to her, too. Hard. Fast. Frenzied. Sounds of their flesh coming together repeatedly were a chorus to their moans. His name fell from her lips in a wailing chant. Juliana reached around and grabbed his ass, forcing him to slam into her even harder. She screamed, her orgasm crashing down around her, the room spinning and her vision clouding.
“Fuck!” Tanner’s entire body trembled when she scraped her fingernails up his back. A moment later, she felt the unmistakable swell of him inside her. He thrust into her one last time before his arms went limp and he collapsed on top of her.
They lay unmoving for several moments. She could’ve stayed like that forever. “Wow.” She sighed and stroked his sweat-dampened hair, luxuriating in the feel of him. “That was…”
Tanner looked down at her, that sexy-as-sin smile firmly in place. “So much better than I ever imagined.”
Relief and excitement fought for dominance in her heart and mind. He was satisfied. She was satisfied. It couldn’t get any better, could it? “I was going to say that was definitely worth the wait.”
“Good.” He kissed her softly. “Don’t move.” He eased out of her and slid from the bed.
She enjoyed the view of him as he walked to the bathroom. Damn he had a fine ass. She stretched and grabbed the pillow, putting it over her face and squealing into it.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Tanner emerged from the bathroom to find Juliana lying on her back, arms over her head, the sheet draped carelessly across her body, and a faint smile aimed in his direction. He stopped for a moment and admired her.Damn, she’s beautiful.
“This bed is fantastic.” She stretched her body and wiggled her toes.
“Wow. A second ago I was fantastic. Now I’ve been replaced by the bed.”
She propped herself up on an elbow, her long, curly hair falling around her face, framing it like a priceless piece of art. The sight of her stole his breath, and he crossed the room in a few long strides. He kneeled on the bed, his lips going to hers. She trailed her fingers down his chest and stomach, causing him to shudder.
“I love when you touch me.” He nipped at her bottom lip. “Feels incredible.” Every single time she touched him, goose bumps would break out on his skin. The hairs on his body would stand at attention. His heart would race, and his breath would catch.
She slowly removed the sheet from her body, inviting him back into the bed. “For the record, nothing could ever replace you.”
Settling beside her, he propped his head in his hand, resting the other on her stomach. “Can I ask you something?” He slid his hand across her stomach, reaching her waist and tugging her closer.
“Of course.”
