Page 43 of Wrong Car, Wright Guy
With a growl, he hauls me to my feet, spinning us so I’m the one against the wall now. I hit it with a thud, my arms flying out to catch myself, and he takes the opportunity to grab me by the wrists and trap me in place.
“I think I need to move this tour along,” he rasps before his lips crash into mine, his tongue taking control of my mouth as his hands move along my arms, down to my rib cage. His fingers dig in, grabbing me before he spins me again, opening the door closest to us and pinning me front first against it. “This is the study.”
I register a desk and some bookcases as his front covers my back and I feel his cock pressing against my ass. That mouth of his sears a path over my skin, starting in the curve of my neck then moving over my shoulders then down my back as my zipper loosens and his fingers slide down, down to the waist of my panties. “I feel like I’ve been wanting you naked forever,” he murmurs, shoving my dress past my hips until it pools like a heavy puddle at my feet.
Dropping to his knees, he reaches up and flicks the clasp on my bra, then I let it fall to the floor as he drags his fingers down my back, hooking my panties, taking them off me too. Then with a groan, he grabs my hips as he places his mouth against my lower back, his tongue teasing my skin.
A ragged breath leaves him. “You’re so fucking sexy.” The words rumble against my skin as he guides me so I’m turned to face him.
This is me at my most vulnerable. I want to be one of those big girls in stories who gets her chance with a gorgeous guy and all of a sudden, her inhibitions fly out the window and she’s a goddess, loving her curves and never looking back. But as I stand in front of him completely naked, I feel ashamed of my size and I want to hide.
“Don’t,” Tanner says, when my arms curl around my middle in a pitiful attempt to cover myself. “Let me love all of you.” Tears prick in my eyes as he takes my hands and brings them to his lips, paying each one careful attention before he moves them to my sides and holds them there, kissing a trail across my belly while he whispers how beautiful I am.
I blink and tears fall from my eyes as he rises to his feet and releases my hands, cupping my face before he wipes away my streaks of vulnerable emotion and kisses each cheek. “I don’t want you to ever feel like you need to hide from me, Ruby. Every inch of you turns me on and makes me hard.” He punctuates his words by pressing his length against me, showing me what I do to him. “I wanted you before I even knew your name. I’ll want you in the morning and again in the afternoon. Then I’ll want you every day after that becauseyou,Ruby Casey, are my person. And I want you. I adore you. Icraveyou. And most of all, I love you. So don’t hide yourself from me.”
He brings his mouth to mine and kisses me with a slow passion that builds on itself and ignites my desire anew.I want him.“I love you too,” I whisper, pushing his shirt off his shoulders so it can join the pile of my clothing on the floor. “I also adore and crave you.” I press a kiss at the edge of his jaw, against his neck, and then at my favorite spot where his collarbone dips. I know it has a special name, but right now, I’m highly unconcerned over what it is. I just want to give in. I want to be his.
I run my teeth along his jaw, and he smiles. “There’s my girl. One of the things I love most about you is how bold and fierce you are. Come out and play with me.”
Feeling emboldened by his words and the fact his cock is ramrod straight with desire forme,I slide my hands down the glorious muscles of his chest and push at the waist of his open pants. “I’m here. I want to finish that fucking tour.”
He chuckles as his pants drop to the floor, his belt making them land with a heavy thud. “I think we should see the lounge room next,” he says, kicking off his shoes and shoving his pants to the side.
“OK,” I say, grinning as my eyes rake over his glorious body, and I wonder how the hell I managed to land a man like this as I lean down to remove my heels. He’s every girl’s fantasy, and he’s mine. Mine. Mine.Mine.
“Leave them on,” he commands, his voice husky as he takes his dick in hand and gives it a couple of pumps as he looks at me like I’m the only meal he’ll ever need. It makes me feel desired, wanted,feminine.And I absolutely love it.
“OK,” I whisper, biting the inside of my lip as I fight down my nerves. “Which way is the lounge room?” He points to the archway on the other side of the foyer, and I take a fortifying breath, stick my chest out, then walk a few steps ahead of him with a gentle sway of my hips.
He lets out a groan and practically sprints to catch up to me, catching me about the waist before he pulls me into his arms and kisses me deep while his hands explore my breasts, his feet walking us further into the room.
The backs of my calves touch the leather of his white sofa, and he eases me down until I’m sitting and he’s kneeling in front of me, pushing my knees out wide so I’m open for him.
“Beautiful, pink,wet.” He runs the tip of his finger down my seam, circling two of them at my entrance while he watches my face carefully, pushing in slightly, his eyes going hazy as I moan and welcome him inside my body.
Releasing an erotic growl, he shifts his position, hooking my knees over his shoulders before he lowers his mouth and flicks his tongue over my clit. It’s not a slow lick or a gentle suck, but a rapid flick that has my eyes widening as I let out a surprised gasp. “Holy fuck!”
He hums and I grab his hair with one hand and use the other to support myself against the back of the couch. My back curves, my head falls back and my mouth opens, a silent moan stealing my breath and blacking out my vision. It’s like his tearing my orgasm from my body, commanding it in the same way he commands the world around him. And I have no choice but to obey.
“Tanner. Oh god!” The buildup is sudden, so intense that my hips lift and my body convulses with my release. “Tanner!” A scream tears out of my throat as wave after wave of pleasure courses through my body, undoing me so completely that I actually think I might die this time—once again with my mouth open. But, oh, what a way to go.
“Fuck, you taste so good, Ruby,” Tanner murmurs, placing gentle kisses and sucks against me as he slides his fingers out and I return to earth. Then he licks and kisses his way up my body, taking a moment to pay homage to my nipples before he stands and tugs me to my feet, grinning down at me wickedly. “I think it’s time to show you the bedroom.”
“Uh-huh.” I nod dumbly, completely incapable of any sort of coherent thought as he laughs then slides his hand in my hair, tugging my head back and kissing me with forceful hunger, sharing my taste with me.
I moan into his mouth, pulling him against me so hard that our teeth clash.
“God, I can’t wait to be inside you.” He reaches down and lifts me off the floor, my legs going around his middle as he takes purposeful strides to his bedroom, carrying me like it’s absolutely no effort at all. He’s making me feel small, dainty, which is an incredible feat all of its own.
As he lowers me on the bed, I glance briefly around his room, muted blue and gray tones offset with white furniture that are either antiques or reproductions. The full effect is lost on me when there’s a hunk of a man dragging his heavy cock up the inside of my leg, but I’m sure it’s all rather lush.
“Tell me you’re mine, Ruby,” he rasps as his tip lands at my entrance. He teases me with it, running it up and down, through my wetness and my over stimulated clit. And I rock up, whimpering in my desperation to feel him inside me.
“I’m yours, Tanner. Always. I don’t think I’ll ever be the same after this.”
“I haven’t been the same since I met you. I saw you, and that was it, my world as I knew it ended and then there was just…you.” On the last word, he pushes inside, slow, stretching, deep.
“Oh god.” Stars light behind my eyes, and I make keening noises as my body adjusts around him. It’s an out-of-body experience, and now, more than ever, I feel certain I won’t be coming back from this.
