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“I’m going to lick all your tattoos with the tip of my tongue,” I blurt as I take in the expanse of his chest.
And he’s fucking covered with tattoos.
“Can’t fucking wait,” he growls.
Growls.
How the hell am I supposed to keep myself in check when he does things like that? My pussy is embarrassingly wet already and we’ve barely gotten started.
Tanner glances at his nightstand and then frowns. “I don’t think I have condoms here,” the words sound like a curse as they leave his lips. When I frown, he shakes his head, “I’ve never brought someone I was hooking up with here. It’s my space, my sanctuary. Now it’s ours.”
I take a deep breath and let it out slowly. “I have an implant. I wasn’t ever going to make the same mistake twice.” I look away and bite my lip, knowing I need to share a little bit more. “Not that I was with anyone after I got pregnant with Shiloh.”
Tanner freezes with his jeans halfway down his hips. It’s clear the man has gone commando which makes it difficult to focus on the emotions flitting across his face with my admission. With a groan, he shoves his jeans down and kicks them away.
When he covers me, his skin is warm against mine, but I can’t melt down into the mattress, not with the way he’s looking at me right now.
“Are you saying that you haven’t been with anyone other than her sperm donor? In eight years?”
I nod slowly and look over his shoulder. I already told him I was only with the guy who got me pregnant one time. Once was enough. I’ve never admitted the truth of my inexperience to anyone. I know a lot of people spend their twenties gaining that experience, but my life looked vastly different from most of my peers.
It never bothered me. I was right where I was supposed to be and raising an awesome human.
“Journey,” his voice is thick with emotion, and I force myself to look at him again, “I’ll cherish you for the rest of my life. I know the gift you’re giving me and I’m not talking about your body.”
When he kisses me this time, it’s sweet and filled with gratitude that has me clinging to him. I believe him. He’s shown me I can trust him.
It doesn’t matter that we haven’t known each other for very long. There are people I had known for 15 years who proved to me they were really strangers. They only showed me who they really were after I was pregnant. I’ve known Tanner for a handful of days, but he’s never lied to me. He’s never put on a mask so I couldn’t see the truth of him.
He is who he is, and he doesn’t apologize for it.
When he kisses and licks down my neck, my back arches and I moan, “Tanner, please. I don’t know what I need, but I ache.”
“I got you,” he growls against my skin.
When he reaches my tits, he sucks a nipple between his lips, and I swear I levitate off the bed. He sucks it against the roof of his mouth and it’s like he has a straight line to my clit. When he pops off and gives the same attention to my other nipple, my eyes roll back in my head.
I don’t even realize at first that he’s moving down my body. Not until I feel his hot breath against my pussy lips. My eyes are wide as I look down my body to find his dark orbs staring back at me.
“Wh-what are you doing?”
“I need to taste you before I bury my cock inside your pretty pussy,” he grunts, and I feel every word work its way up my body.
When his tongue slides up my slit, I moan and my hands blindly reach for something, anything, to keep me grounded. I have a feeling it’s not going to work with Tanner. He has me off balance. He has me careening.
I fucking love it.
I get lost in the feel of his beard against my thighs and how his fingers stretch me. The sounds he makes as he licks and explores, like he’s dining at the finest restaurant in the world, only makes me hotter. I’m about to combust when his movements stop, and he pulls his fingers out of me.
The keening whine I let out should be embarrassing, but I’m way too far gone to care.
“Tanner,” I admonish him, “I was so close.”
The sinister grin on my man’s face as he crawls over my body is sexy as fuck. “Need to be balls deep inside of you, pretty girl,” he grits out through his teeth.
My hands cup his jaw to find his muscles clenched. The way he’s right on the edge makes me feel powerful. It makes me feel wanted.
The head of his cock slides up and down my soaked pussy and I try to wiggle my hips so I can feel him inside of me. I’m not sure how my body knows what it wants, but it does. My need for him burns inside of me.
