Page 27 of Tank’s Weakness

“Oh, you want to come, Warren? Hmm. Maybe I will let you. Or maybe I’ll make you wear that plug all night.”

I groan, both loving and hating the sound of that. It sounds like the best sort of torture.

She lowers my legs, helping me relax. Every time I clench my cheeks, though, I feel it there, and it only turns me on more.

Painstakingly slowly, Laney peels the condom from my cock and tosses it somewhere next to the bed. Then she leans over me, her tits swaying as she does.

“Maybe I’ll lick you.”

She licks me like she is licking ice cream. My cock jerks at her touch, needing more.

“Hmm. Tastes good. Salty. I wonder if there’s anything inside.”

I don’t know where this dirty-talking woman came from, but I am here for it. I groan as she sucks my head in her mouth, licking the slit.

The butt plug in my ass moves as my body moves, making me cry out in pleasure. She continues to suck me, keeping her pace slow, but it doesn’t matter. I’m so fucking close.

“I wonder what it will take to make you come,” she says as she looks up at me. “Maybe this?”

She taps the butt plug, sending sensations up into my prostate.

I have no chance of stopping it. I come on my stomach for the second time with this woman, all while she watches with surprise in her eyes.

When I can finally breathe again, she swipes her finger through my release and sucks it into her mouth.

“Yep. Salty.”

I shake my head, laughing as she gets up, coming back with a towel to clean me off. Then she climbs into bed next to me, curling up on my chest.

“Do I need to take the butt plug out?”

My ass clenches around it. “That’s not my choice.”

She smiles, closing her eyes. “It can stay for a while then. I’m only going to rest.”

My own eyes blink closed.

Only a little rest. Then we can go round two.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Delaney

Stretching my body, I turn in my bed only to be stopped by a warm body. My eyes pop open.

There sleeping soundly is Tank. I expected him to slip out in the middle of the night. Isn’t that what a hookup does?

Maybe I shouldn’t be taking my knowledge from movies when it comes to flings. I’m not really sure what to expect with Tank.

Getting out of bed, I go to the bathroom to handle my morning business. Once I go through my routine, I grab my robe and head back into my bedroom to grab some clothes.

“Morning.” His voice is raspy.

“Morning.” I look over at him.

“Sorry I fell asleep. I fully intended on a second round, but I guess my body had other plans.”

“It’s okay,” I tell him as I collect my clothes.