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“I like that plan.” I lean forward, wanting to show him I’m not running and brush my mouth against his. He groans and slides his hands into my hair. When I pull back from the kiss I realize that he has moved us. I’m not exactly sure how we moved from the kitchen to his bathroom, but I’m not going to complain about it. Tank is now standing behind me while I face the mirror.

“Raise your hands up, Treasure,” he whispers while lightly kissing the back of my neck.

I raise my hands toward the ceiling. Tank takes his sweet time lifting the oversized shirt he gave me over my head. I squirm, feeling his erection pressing into my back. My shirt hits the floor and I look up into the mirror to see him staring back at me. Our eyes stay locked as I feel his fingers trace down my neck and my collar bone, making goosebumps break out across my skin.

“How did I get so lucky, Treasure?” he whispers before he breaks eye contact with me and begins kissing the spots he just traced.

The only thing I can do is watch him in the mirror. The sight of his broad chest and my tiny frame is so arousing. I watch as my nipples pebble and his hands reach around to tug at them. I let out a loud moan as he continues to caress me. My hands reach back on their own to grab his muscular ass, trying to get him as close to me as possible. His cock is rock hard against my back.

“I need you, Tank. Please,” I beg.

“You’re so beautiful and perfect. I don’t deserve you, but I’m keeping you,” he whispers.

“You better.” He keeps treating me like this and he can keep me forever. I turn around to give him a stern look so he knows I’m serious. He lets out a small laugh and kisses my lips.

“Shower and then your place.” I nod as I watch him flip on the shower while pulling my hair up in a tight knot so it doesn’t get wet. “You’ll have to wear another one of my shirts.” He walks back over to me. “Sorry, babe, but I ripped that pretty shirt you made.”

“It’s okay. I’m sure Liv will make us five million more.” He leans down, kissing me again. I get lost in his kiss. I swear my mind shuts off. I’m standing here completely naked and I’m not one bit self-conscious. That’s what Tank does to me, he makes me feel comfortable in my own skin. My mind stops worrying about everything when he’s near. I don’t have to be the best when I’m with him. I only have to be me.

He picks me up by my ass and takes me into the shower. I pull back, laughing because he makes it seem so effortless to lift me.

The hunger I see in his eyes when he gazes at my body makes my shyness fade away. I’m fit. My body is lean from all of the years of dancing. I’ve always tried to hide what I thought were my flaws underneath oversized clothing. My hips are small along with my breasts. I’m petite everywhere, but Tank looks like he enjoys my size.

I enjoy his. Being small always made me feel less feminine, but with Tank that isn’t true. The way he picks me up and carries me around makes me feel cherished. He moved my body where he wanted it as we made love. It was the most feminine I’d felt in my life. Maybe being dominated by a man shouldn’t do that for me, but it does.

My hands roam his body as he washes every inch of mine. He takes his time, not missing one square inch of me. I thought after last night I might be sore, but right now all I feel is happy.

“When do I get to see you box?” I ask, peeking up at him. I should have known he was a fighter. Once he said it, I wondered how I missed that. He’s built for it. I knew he had to do some kind of training with his muscle mass, and well, after last night, his stamina.

“Uh, I have a match this week…” His words trail off as my hands drift lower, wrapping around his cock. I didn’t get to touch him here last night. His cock was either in me or he had his mouth on me.

I wrap my hand around him, still surprised he fit inside me. His whole body goes still and his breathing picks up. The hands that were once washing me have stopped now and are gripping my hips tight.

“Treasure,” he breathes out. “We can’t; you’re sore,” he says, as if he wants to stop, but I can tell from the pain in his voice and the soft but firm grip he has on me that he doesn't want to. His cock jerks in my hand, begging me to continue.

“You don’t have to put it in me.” I didn’t mean for the words to sound dirty. With his hard cock in my hand, I feel sexy, wanton and oddly powerful as I stand in front of the biggest and likely the strongest man I’ve ever met in my life. He makes me feel that way.

“Fuck,” he grunts. His hips press forward, jacking himself off some with the motion. His cock slides through my hand.

“I can lick you like you licked me.”

“I don’t know, maybe…” He trails off as I fall to my knees in front of him. He stares down at me, wide eyed for a moment. I swear he almost doesn't think I’m real. It isn't until I start to stroke him that he comes back to reality. I can see the lust in his eyes as he stares down at me with my mouth only inches from his cock. I quickly stick my tongue out and lick the tip of his cock as I stare up at his face.

He reaches down and strokes my cheek with his thumb for a moment. “Open up,” he commands as his thumb slides down my jaw to my chin.

I open wide, doing as he commands, hoping I can give him the same pleasure as he gave me. I have no idea what I’m doing, but I do know I don’t have to be perfect. My Tank will be happy with anything I give him because he only wants me.

CHAPTER13

TANK

I’m movingblowjobs up on my list of favorite sex things. It’s definitely in the top three, although I don’t know what position I’m moving down the ladder. Maybe doggy-style? Because the tongue action that Erika just served is mind blowing. Her tongue and mouth deserve an award. Maybe a Nobel Peace Prize or something small like that.

We swing by her dorm room so she can change. I would’ve liked it if she wore my clothes, but when we tried that my damn shirt kept sliding off her shoulder. It was distracting. The hall monitor’s desk is empty and more than a few guys are sneaking out.

I frown. “I thought there were no men in the dorm?”

Erika appears surprised. “I thought so, too.”

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