Somehow my mind hasn’t worked past the whole ‘it’s my night’ thing. Tanner looks at me expectantly and I don’t know what to do. Usually, Tanner works his magic and I follow along because it’s damn sexy and I get off on it. But now… what do I do?
My teeth gnaw on my lower lip and an idea strikes. Hadn’t he mentioned something about my lips earlier in the night? “Go sit on the couch and unbutton your pants.”
Tanner gives me a crooked grin, “Yes ma’am.”
“And take your shirt off too,” I add, nerves pooling in my gut. He quickly buttons his shirt before tossing it to the side. He stops in front of the couch and turns to look at me. I haven’t moved a muscle, my back still pressed against the wall. Very slowly, Tanner lowers the zipper of his pants, letting them hang loose around his hips before he turns his back to me and sits down.
Holy shit.
Sucking in a ragged breath, I kick off my shoes and cross the room to my fiancé. I can do this. It’s all about what I want tonight.
So what do I want?
Tanner watches me with hooded eyes, his hand working over the stubble on his jaw. With his eyes on me, I pull my shirt over my head letting it fall to the floor at my feet. Tanner shifts forward, fisting his hands to cover his mouth. My hands slide down my stomach and make quick work of my jeans. I feel a bit awkward standing in the middle of the living room and undressing, but there’s only Tanner here to see me. My bra and underwear end up with the rest of my clothing and I’m standing naked before him.
“You look like a goddamn goddess. Now, what’s my goddess going to do to me?” His voice is gruff with arousal and oh-so-sexy.
Closing the distance between us, I plant my hands on his thighs and lean in, forcing his back to the cushions behind him. “I have a few ideas and I think you’re going to like them.”
His hands cling to my hips, “Is that so?”
Biting my lip, I nod. “Mmhmm.” I let my hand glide down his toned chest, trailing over the hard muscles covered with soft skin. “Very much.”
Tanner’s breath picks up when I kneel between his thighs. “I’m going to put you in my mouth and then,” I trail off as I tug his pants further down his hips, “I’m going to sit on your face.”
“You’re so goddamn perfect, you know that?” His large hand cradles my head as I pull him free of his pants. He’s thick and hard and my mouth waters. My response is to lick him from root to tip. “Oh, fuck,” he hisses between clenched teeth. “Such a dirty girl licking my cock like that.” I can already feel myself growing wet between my thighs.
My tongue trails over his crown before sucking on it. Slowly, I hollow my cheeks and work him into my mouth. Tanner grabs my ponytail, squeezing it as I take him down my throat. Taking my time, I make sure to flick my tongue around the sensitive tip before working him in again. He’s making the most delicious sounds as I suck his cock. Sensual moans, heaving breaths, and dirty praises spur me on even more. When his hips start to pump into my mouth, I know he’s about to go over the edge.
“Fuck.” Tanner’s breath hitches and I suck harder, wanting him to come. “Kate, wait.” Immediately I stop what I’m doing, releasing his dick with a wet pop. My lips are swollen, but I don’t care. What matters is whatever is going on with Tanner.
“Babe?” Bracing my hands on his thighs, I push myself up. “Is something wrong?”
Tanner sits before me on the couch, his dick bobbing with his heartbeat. “The only thing that’s wrong is that I want to taste you before I come.”
Tanner pushes himself upright and rids himself of his pants before laying down on the couch. “Now come sit on my face like a good girl.”
When he says it like that, how can I refuse?
Straddling his chest, I try to do what he says, but it’s easier said than done. He watches me trying to work through exactly how to do it. Instead of waiting for me to figure it out, he wrenches my thighs forward until I’m sitting directly over his face.
“Lean forward. Put your hands on the armrest. And sweetheart?” Looking down between my legs, Tanner smiles up at me. “Don’t you dare take this pussy off my face until I’m soaked. Understand?”
My voice comes out breathless and needy. “Yes.”
“Good girl,” he growls before pulling me down onto his mouth. Tanner’s gone down on me too many times to count, but never have I sat on his face. It’s the same, but different somehow. More intense.
His hands are wrapped around my thighs holding me in place above him as he licks and sucks my sensitive flesh. He takes his time, swirling his tongue through my folds and teasing my clit over and over again until I’m writhing above him, a heap of wanting need. My head falls to the armrest, hips moving on their own seeking out his mouth where I want it. Wordless cries leave my lips as the pleasure grows more intense with each swipe. He’s toying with me, winding me up farther and farther without letting me go.
His hands snake up to my hips, holding me steady while he continues his sweet torture. I’m a panting mess above him, unable to do anything but be worshiped by his mouth. Finally he starts to circle my clit with his tongue and my cry of pure ecstasy fills the apartment. With several more swipes of his tongue, my pleasure erupts through me. My fists clench the fabric of the armrest, my body frozen as the pleasure that was building inside me lets go.
I’ve never come so hard in my life. Tears spill down my face as I continue to spasm. Tanner laps at my folds, coating himself with my release. When my body finally relaxes, I shift my weight off his face and straddle his chest.
His face is glistening.
He looks so damn pleased with himself that he’s almost euphoric. “Is that what you wanted, sweetheart?”
That was so much more than I wanted.
