“Tank,” she complained, trying to peel his fingers away.
“Condom,” he said, through gritted teeth. “We forgot the condom.”
Oh.
“I’m on the Pill,” she said.
“I’ve never taken a woman without a condom.”
“If you’d prefer to?—”
She didn’t finish her sentence before Tank put his grip on her hips to good use, lifting her and pulling her back down with enough force that she squealed, her pussy muscles clenching in a way that said her first orgasm wasn’t going to take long to come.
“Yes!” she hissed, when he lifted her again. This time, she was the one slamming back down. They set their pace quickly, McKenna rising and falling, taking him deeper with each pass.
Tank pulled her toward him several times, stealing hard kisses as they fucked.
A dozen strokes in, McKenna fell apart, trembling in Tank’s arms as she came.
“Tank!” she cried out, the pleasure so intense it almost hurt.
His hands found their way to her ass, cupping the globes while holding her in place, his cock buried deep.
“Fuck, that feels…” Tank was still talking through clenched teeth, and she could tell he was fighting hard to keep from coming himself.
“We have all night,” she said, when she finally managed to catch her breath. She fell forward, resting her forehead on his shoulder.
“We have forever,” he said, correcting her.
She smiled as she lifted her head. “You’re right. We do. So you don’t have to pace yourself.”
Tank clearly didn’t need to be told twice, and that was when she realized just how close to the brink he was. He grasped her hips again, dragging her up and down his cock half a dozen more times before he exploded, calling out her name, sheer bliss on his face.
She’d never really seen his expression when he came—primarily because she was always too blinded by her own pleasure.
“I honestly didn’t think you could get any hotter,” she murmured, blown away by how utterly sexy he was when in the throes of a climax.
Tank cracked one closed eyelid open, just a little bit, while giving her that cocky grin that used to drive her crazy, but now…
Well, it still drove her crazy, but in a much better way.
Tank closed his eyes again, tucking McKenna against his chest, the two of them cuddling in the aftermath. She longed for this part of their sexual routine as much as the physical act. She loved the way he always held her afterward, placing soft kisses on the top of her head while whispering the sweetest words she’d ever heard.
Words like beautiful, perfect, even sexy.
Tonight, he added the word love, and she swore if not for his arms holding her down, she could fly.
After a few minutes, Tank broke the silence. “I’m going to go too fast, Mouse. I see where this is going, and I’m going to be impatient as hell to get us there.”
She lifted her head. “What do you mean?”
“I’m currently sitting here trying to decide if you should move in with me, or if I should come live here with you. I’m even planning a quick trip to the hardware store before workouts tomorrow to buy packing boxes and tape.”
She giggled. “Yeah, that is too fast.”
“I’ve spent a lifetime telling myself I didn’t want this yet, but I can see now I just hadn’t wanted it with anyone who came before. You’ve got me rearranging all my priorities and plans for the future.”
McKenna didn’t hate the sound of that. She’d dated Eddie for a full year, and every time she suggested they move in together, he insisted it was too soon. At the time, she’d thought he was being smart, making sure they were truly ready before they took the next step. In hindsight, she could see he’d always been hesitant about making a real commitment to her.
