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“Yeah, that one.” He smiled lazily at the memory. “Well, this isn't something I would normally bring up, but since he did that night, I really want to make sure that you're okay with things before this goes any further.IfI'm lucky enough for anything to happen.”
I frowned, because I knew exactly what he was referring to. It wasn't a secret that Connor had gone around the school, telling everyone that I was a virgin. I mostly didn't care, but knowing that was the reason for Tanner's initial kiss kind of sucked.
He did it out of pity, and that was almost worse than Connor kissing me out of manipulation.
“Aster?” Tanner raised his brows, drawing my attention. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah.” I slumped; not really sure I was in the mood now.
“Look. I didn't mention that because I wanted to embarrass you or anything. I told you because I wanted you to know that I don't care. What I do care about is making sure that you feel comfortable. I'm not going to pressure you into anything. Kissing is just fine with me.”
I rolled my eyes. “You know, you don't have to be so concerned about me. I'm a big girl and I've had boyfriends before. I only do what I'm comfortable with. I'm not a virgin because I'm a wilting willow. I'm a virgin because I didn't deem any of the guys I dated worthy.”
He smiled from ear to ear. “Of course, that's the reason. It's you.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
He kissed me on the cheek. “It means that I forgot what an old soul you are.” Another kiss on my nose. “You’re more mature than anyone I’ve met.” A quick kiss on the lips. “And I hope one day you’ll deem me worthy enough to call me your boyfriend.”
I already do.
I licked my lips, answering him in the only way I deemed appropriate. I kissed him again, and with my hands firmly on his shoulders, I pulled him down onto my single bed, so he was lying on top of me.
Just like the field, only this time there were no distractions. “Is this okay?”
“I would have pushed you off if it wasn’t.” I lifted my head so I could kiss him, and wrapped my legs around his waist so I could push my center against him. He laughed into the kiss before his hand dragged down my side, lighting up every fiber of my being as he went.
I gasped, my back arched, and my hips involuntarily bucked. “Still, okay?” He asked against my lips, pushing me to thread my hands through his hair and pull.
“Ask me that one more time, and I’m going to bite your bottom lip.”
“Is that a promise?” he husked out, with the hint of a smile tipping his lips.
I didn’t have time to really think about it, because Tanner pulled my shirt out from under the waistband of my skirt. His hand was skating across the exposed skin of my midriff, and my body was moving wildly in a desperate attempt to get more out of him. Tanner would not be rushed. He slowly kissed down my chin, dipping his head past my throat and then at my clavicle, all the while his fingers were gently stroking my hip.
I never thought I’d say this, but I needed more. I was tired of waiting for him, so I placed my hand over his and directed it under my shirt.
His warm hand made my skin pebble as he watched my reaction intently the higher his hand went. Inch by inch, breath by breath, I was almost nervous when his fingers skated across the wire of my bra.
Yes. This was what I wanted, but I could see the question on the tip of his tongue. He was going to ask me if I was okay with this, so I gave him no choice. I pushed his hand against the lace, encouraging him to touch me.
Finally, he did as I asked, gently running his thumb across the fabric covering my nipple. “Oh, Tanner,” I moaned out, feeling slightly light-headed with just this little touch. My hips rolled against his jeans, getting any ounce of pleasure they could.
With my shirt bunched up above my breasts, Tanner moved down my body, leaving kisses on the way. He kissed the center of my chest before licking and kissing his way down to my belly button. It was hot and sending firestorms of want all over my body. His mouth never left my skin, but he was resolute in not touching me where it would give me the most pleasure.
I arched my back when his kissing came to the center of my torso, just below my chest. “Tanner, please.” I wasn’t fond of begging, but he’d left me in a pool of want.
That was when he did it. He gently peeled the fabric back and sucked my nipple into his mouth. Kissing and nibbling. It was more than I could handle. It just felt so good. It felt like nothing close to anything I’d done myself and it had me craving more, and I couldn’t stop myself imagining how it would feel if he touched me in other places.
“Keep going,” I encouraged, moving his hand to my skirt. I’d never had someone touch me down there with his fingers, but I was more than happy for him to try.
He dipped his hand under the skirt and cupped my mound over my panties. I could barely talk. With his mouth flicking between my breasts and lavishing my nipples with attention, I was overcome with pleasure. Something that had never happened before.
As his fingers circled my clit, I nearly burst at the seams. It all felt so good. I closed my eyes, desperately trying to focus on the pleasure as Tanner’s fingers sped up. Quicker and quicker, the circles grew tighter, as though he knew I was close to being so wound up I wouldn’t be able to control it.
“Tanner.” It was all I was able to get out. Tanner’s fingers stopped their assault as he curled his fingers over the edge of my panties. He pushed the fabric aside, skating across my sensitive nub on the way.
I was embarrassingly wet. Something I’d never been able to accomplish on my own.
