When I entered my room early this morning and overheard the conversation between my woman and Jersey,hopeignited in my chest. Thinking on my feet, I decided to play the yes, no gamewith her, and thankfully, she was onboard with it. When I asked her if she loved me and she verbally spoke instead of shaking her head, my world tilted—in the best way possible.
I don’t mind rocky rides, they’re always a test of my resolve and I thrive on those never throwing down the gauntlet, but Britton, she’s been the biggest challenge of my life. Holding her in my arms is the best reward I’ve ever received.
After we pull apart from our kiss, my head spins. This woman has a way of yanking the gravity out from underneath my feet and causing me to wobble. Placing my hand on her cheek, I look into her eyes and curse the fact that she’s on restriction.
“I want nothing more than to take you to bed and show you how much you mean to me, Britt.”
She chews on her bottom lip and I know she’s done something that she’s afraid I’m not going to like. I give her the time she needs to gather the courage to tell me what that is, but it’s not easy, my emotions are already frayed from last night’s events.
“Just tell me, Britton,” I encourage as she lowers her eyes to stare at her lap where she’s playing with a stray string that’s come loose from the stitching of her shirt. “Whatever it is, we’ll deal with it.”
“It’s not bad, I promise,” she swears.
“Then it shouldn’t be this hard to talk about,” I rebut.
She releases a sigh before squaring her shoulders and lifting her eyes to meet mine. “My hormones are all over the place, you know that because it’s been hard to hide.”
“It’s expected, Britton. You’re carrying our baby, your body is adjusting while protecting and growing a new life. I can’t imagine that’s easy,” I remind her.
She blows out a heated breath before confessing, “I emailed the doctor and asked for permission to…a… to fix a problem.”
“You’re babbling, Britton. Just spit it out, woman,” I tease.
“I’m horny, Tanner! I can’t help it. It’s your fault, you know? You walk around looking like that and all I want to do is climb you like a tree,” she accuses, huffing and puffing.
“Looking like what, baby girl?” I ask, leaning further into her and placing a chaste kiss to the nape of her neck before blowing hot air over the spot my lips just claimed as its favorite spot.
She shivers before she gaspingly responds, “Sex on a stick. Tanner, I’m having one helluva time controlling myself around you. You make me want to do things I only write about.”
“Tell me more,” I demand, swiping my tongue over her collarbone.
“Jesus. I can’t think when you do that,” she pants. Like a prowling cheetah, she strikes. Catching me unaware, she pushes me back and I lose my balance, landing flat on my back. She crawls over me, raking her fingers up and down my chest as she settles in. “Kiss me.”
Reaching up, I grab her by the back of her head and bring her down, crashing my lips onto hers. She grazes her body against mine, rubbing herself on me like a crazed feline and I’m her catnip. She bites my bottom lip before drawing it into her mouth and releasing it with a loud pop. “Doctor Dennison gave methe green light. She says we’re safe to carry on with our regular activities.”
Excitement strums through me and all of my blood flows to my dick, who’s jumping behind the zipper of my jeans in celebration. “She gave us the thumbs up for sex. Hell yeah!” I shout, pushing her shirt up over her head and tossing it to the floor. When her luscious tits bounce in front of my face, I tug one of her rosebud nipples into my mouth and suck on it. She tosses her head back, grabs my hair with her hands and hauls me closer to her.
“Yes! I could come just from you doing that,” she gasps as she grounds her hips over mine, dry humping me. My jeans and her panties are a barrier, keeping me from what I want most—her pussy.
“And I’m gonna come if you keep teasing me,” I counter. “It’s been too long since I’ve had you in my bed.”
She giggles before reminding me, “It was just that once and neither one of us remembers it.”
“We may not, but our bodies do,” I state. “You make me so hard I could hammer nails with my cock, Britt.”
“Are you in pain, Tanner?” she asks, lowering herself down my body and cooing at my dick. I love this about her, the way she’s still ready and willing to banter with me when I’m about to rock her world.
Using her mouth, she bites at the denim directly over the zipper and my hips jackknife off the bed. I hiss, “Fuck.” She pops the button and yanks at the fly of my pants, the teeth of my zipper gives as she grabs the waistband of my jeans and begins sliding it down and over my hips. Like the gentleman I am, I lift mymidsection, flexing and tightening my abs so she doesn’t have to work so hard to get to her goal.
“Tanner, you’re commando,” she says, licking her lips when she notices the pebble of cum beading on the head of my dick. She swipes a single finger from base to tip and I growl.
“Britton, I’m trying to give you control here, but you’re playing with fire,” I warn. “I’m like a volcano that’s about to erupt. So figure out what you want and do it or I’m not going to be able to help myself.”
“Don’t hold back on my account,” she purrs as she wraps those luscious lips around me and swallows. She treats my cock like a lollipop. Lick, suck, lick, suck, repeat. Sweat pebbles on my forehead and I grit my teeth trying not to explode. Glancing down, I see her head bobbing and my eyes cross as I grip the sheets and pool them in my clutched hands. When she comes up for air, she says, “Take me, cowboy. I’m wet and achy, I need you to fill me up with this anaconda you’ve been hiding in your pants.”
I grip her underneath the armpits and twist us both until she’s the one with her back glued to the mattress. Lifting up on my knees I give her a smirk. “My turn,” I announce as I toss my cut to the end of the bed and remove my shirt and fling it in the same general direction. I’m usually a lot more respectful when it comes to my leather, but I’m too anxious to taste her skin on my tongue and devour her essence.
“Tanner,” she moans as I nibble at her belly and slowly make my way down her body until I nip at her hip bones, getting closer to my destination. “Please, Tanner.”
