After several moments, he plugs the stopper and turns to me. “That should do it, I think. Now come here.”
I push myself off the counter, my feet slap against the smooth tile floor, and walk toward a kneeling Tanner. “Help me with the zipper?” Turning, I offer my back to him.
Rough hands slide up my arms and across my shoulders as he stands before settling on the zipper between my shoulder blades. Warm, soft lips brush against the nape of my neck as the dress loosens around me and slides to the floor.
Tanner kneels behind me, his fingers slipping beneath the fabric of my thong and dragging them down my legs. He bites my ass as he does, making me gasp. “How did I know you were going to do that?” This man of mine can never resist himself when it comes to me. Hands, teeth, it doesn’t matter how he touches me, just so long as he does.
It didn’t take long for me to learn that physical touch was one of Tanner’s love languages. At first, I wasn’t sure what to do with all the affection he showed me, but now I can’t live without it. I’ve had boyfriends who were never as affectionate as he is and I’ve come to learn that everyone needs their own Tanner—someone who shows and expresses love in so many amazing ways.
Those mischievous eyes are trained on me as I turn and face him. “What can I say? You’ve got a great ass.”
I can’t help but roll my eyes. “C’mon, let’s take a bath.” Tanner stands and finishes undressing and steps into the steaming water. He watches me drop my bra to the floor, remove my jewelry, and quickly throw my hair into a bun. No need to ruin a perfectly good blowout.
He leans back and licks his lips, offering me a hand to help me step into the water. “Come here.”
The water sloshes, threatening to spill over the edges when I finally settle between his thighs. Content, I lean back against his chest, resting my head under his chin. “This feels nice,” I hum, closing my eyes and enjoying the warmth of the water and his heat at my back.
This giant tub is one of the reasons I picked this apartment. Of course, I didn’t think Tanner and I would be sharing it—we hadn’t met when I first moved in— but I had hoped that someday it would be put to good use. What I imagined would happen was nice, long bubble baths, but this is so much better.
“Did I mention that Gabe and Mel finally got together? It’s about fucking time,” he chuckles. “They should’ve gotten together years ago.” His arms reach across me, his hands trailing down my sides making me shiver.
Something had been going on with his sister tonight, but I never imagined that Gabe would have anything to do with it. Melissa helped me plan our engagement party this evening but left halfway through looking upset. I tell Tanner just as much.
“Apparently, they got together last month, but Gabe had to go and blow his shot. I set him straight.”
“I’m sure you did," I snort. “I’ll be glad to see her happy. Gabe, too. We’ll have to go on a double date soon.”
“Not too soon,” he chastises. “I may have told him to go for it, but I’ll need some time before I can stomach seeing the two of them together.”
“Oh, don’t be a baby. You’ll get over it. They’ve been friends for a long time, nothing will be different.”
He hums low in his throat. “Enough talk about my sister. I don’t want to think about her with you naked and rubbing against me.” As if proving his point, one hand glides up to cup my neck while the other teases my nipple.
Lifting my hand from the water, I mime zipping my mouth closed. “My lips are sealed.”
“Not for too long, I hope.” His warm lips brush against my shoulder, his hand dipping lowering to between my thighs. “You make my favorite sounds in the world with that mouth. Don’t you, sweetheart?”
My head rolls as his strong fingers gently circle my clit and work their magic. That circling finger dips lower, sliding through my folds, drawing out a low moan. I can feel his cock stiffening at my back as his fingers dive into my core. He works them so expertly that I’m quickly falling deeper into pleasure.Tanner does things to my body that I never dreamed were possible and just when I’m on the edge, his hand lifts. Frustrated, my hips chase his fingers as he pulls away, water splashing as I sit up, turning to look at him. “Why’d you stop?”
Those hazel eyes squint at me in challenge. “I want you riding my cock as you come. I want to taste your moans of pleasure while I plunge deep inside you. Now, ride my cock like a good girl.”
Heat scorches through me at his orders. He owns my body, commands it, and brings both of us immense pleasure when he does.
I love it.
Crawling forward I straddle his thighs, grip his impressive length stroking it from base to tip. Tanner’s head falls back against the edge of the tub, his groans of pleasure ricocheting off the tiles surrounding us.
“Kate.”
Giving him one last squeeze, I position myself above him and sink down until he’s fully sheathed within me. The overwhelming fullness when he’s inside of me makes me see stars.
“Fuck. You’re such a good fucking girl. Riding my cock like you own it. Because you do, sweetheart. You own me.”
“Yes,” I cry, riding his cock like it’s something I was born to do. We both moan when I lean forward, the angle of my hips sliding him further inside me. Tanner’s rough hands grip my hips, fingers digging into my skin, but I don’t care. Let him mark me as his.
“That’s it,” he growls as his hands plunge my hips down as he thrusts from underneath. Whimpering, gasping pants fall from my lips and into his mouth, just like he wanted. He’s giving me all of him, and I’m giving all of me. Holding nothing back.
With each thrust, I squeeze my inner muscles around him, making him hiss. “You’re a dirty fucking girl, milking my cock with your sweet pussy. Let’s make that pussy come for me.”
