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She rolled onto her side, putting them face-to-face, and placed her hand on his chest. The soft touch drove him crazy with need. He took her mouth in a hard kiss, noticing how eagerly she responded to him.
“Make love to me, Tanner.”
Chapter Twenty-Seven
The way he was looking at her right now made her heart race and her body tremble. Tanner removed her tank top and then gently guided her onto her back. She sucked in a breath and held it as he brought his body over hers, keeping his weight suspended on his arms. She loved his arms, loved how strong they were, how safe they made her feel. He lowered his head, his lips meeting hers in a soft kiss.
She spread her legs, and he settled between them, bringing his body down onto hers. Moaning, she put her arms around him. Every single time he’d touched her, kissed her, had sex with her would be forever ingrained on her mind, but there was something different in the way he touched and kissed her now.
He left her mouth and trailed kisses along her jaw and down her neck, lingering at her throat. “Your heart’s racing.”
“It always does when I’m with you.”
Glancing up, he smiled. She ran her fingers through his hair, massaging his head. He groaned and took her nipple into his mouth, his tongue flicking over it, making it incredibly hard. Sensations ricocheted through her body, and she arched into him, wanting more. Tanner dragged his mouth up the valley between her breasts, over her neck and jaw, and back to her lips.
She hooked one of her legs around his, and he pushed his hips forward. His erection rubbed over her thin shorts and against her sensitive folds. She met his thrust and breathed his name as if on a prayer.
His only answer was to move farther down her body and close his mouth around her other nipple. The way he teased her was astounding. No man had ever taken such care in touching her. Was he as loving and tender with his other girlfriends, too? The thoughts came unbidden, and she was powerless to stop them. She wanted to believe she was special, that he was treating her in a way he’d never treated anyone else. Because, for once in her life, she wanted to bethatperson to someone else.
He kissed down her stomach, and her body erupted in goose bumps, her flesh electrified by his lips. “I love touching you, Jules.” Tanner curled his fingers into the waistband of her shorts and tugged them over her hips. Then he placed a kiss to her hip, and she shuddered.
He removed her shorts and then got off the bed to remove his, too. Juliana licked her lips, her gaze feasting on the perfection of his body. She wanted to touch him, but he seemed to have other plans. He kneeled on the foot of the bed and smoothed his hands up her legs, spreading them wider.
“I love knowing you want me as badly as I want you.” He pressed his thumb to her clit, and she arched off the bed, crying out with pleasure. “I love kissing you.” He spread her lips, lowered his head, and sucked her clit into his mouth.
Juliana clutched the bedsheets and closed her eyes, biting on her bottom lip. She’d never trusted any of the guys she’d been with to go down on her, so she was technically a virgin in that regard. Should she tell him? Would he stop? She didn’t want him to stop.Oh God!She moaned loudly. The way he was licking her…she couldn’t begin to describe it, but sweet Lord, she wanted to grab his head and hold him there, it was so good.
“I love how you taste.” He kissed the inside of her thigh. His ascent back up her body was torturously slow. “I love how your body feels beneath mine.”
The urge to cry at his words consumed her thoughts. How could he make her feel so alive, so loved, with a few simple words? He once again settled between her parted legs, and she could feel his hard length.
“I love being with you,” he whispered before claiming her lips.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back with such desperation she didn’t even think about what she was doing. It was instinctual. She lifted her hips, greeting him as he entered her.
One of his hands was on her hip, holding her as he eased into her. His face was contorted with pleasure, his jaw clenched. “Shit… You feel so good.” His voice was tight, breathless, and full of need.
She moaned into his mouth. And it wasn’t until he was fully buried inside that reality dawned on her. “Tanner… Condom…” He wasn’t wearing one.
He smoothed the hair from her face and rested his forearms on either side of her head, their bodies still joined. “If you want me to stop and put one on, I will.” He nipped at her lips. “But I don’t want to.”
“I don’t want you to stop.”
His lips were back on hers, and then he was moving inside her, slow and steady. He took his time, never once rushing, their bodies working together as one. She could feel every inch of him, every imperfection. Every movement was magnified, doubling and tripling her pleasure. It was hands down the most intense feeling in the world.
“God, Jules.” Tanner groaned. “You feel so fucking good. I love being inside you.”
Juliana clutched his face, bringing his mouth back to hers. She never wanted this to end, never wanted to go back to the nights where she’d go to bed alone, wondering why she was never good enough to be truly loved. She’d never survive.
The room started to spin, and her vision clouded around the edges. She closed her eyes and clung to him as he drew them both closer and closer to orgasm. He nipped at her shoulder and swelled inside her, stretching her to an almost painful level. She cried out, his name falling from her lips while she rocked against him.
“Fuck.” He grunted, putting his weight onto his arms and thrusting into her harder, faster. “I’m gonna come. Tell me what you want.”
She didn’t even need to think about it. Hooking her feet under his ass, she held him to her, a clear signal she didn’t want him to pull out. She wanted all of him, and there was no way in hell she was going to short either of them from this experience.
“God, don’t stop.” She was so close she could feel her body tightening, responding to his movements.
“You sure?”
