Chapter 10 #2

Holly’s neck arched, her head pressing deeper into the pillows as she took even more of me, inch by inch until I was buried as deep as I could get. There was no other way to describe it; Holly’s pussy was the closest thing to heaven on earth.

“Ah, fuck,” I groaned, her heat driving me crazy. “You feel so fucking good.” I squeezed my eyes shut and breathed deeply as I silently willed myself not to come too soon.

“Tanner,” she said in a pleading tone as she wrapped those sinful legs around my hips, “please, move.”

“Hold on, baby. I want to give you time to adjust. I told you I wouldn’t hurt you.” Though holding myself back was fucking killing me. To the point I was the one in pain.

Holly’s heels dug into my ass like she was trying to force me in even farther. “I’m fine,” she insisted. “But if you don’t move, I’m going to go crazy.”

She was killing me. “I’m trying to be careful with you.” Because I now knew, without a shadow of a doubt, I’d rather rip off my own limb than cause her any kind of pain.

She brought her hands up, sliding her fingers through my hair before scraping her nails gently across my scalp.

“Please,” she said on a whisper. “Don’t be careful.

I’m not made of glass.” Her heels dug in harder.

“You aren’t going to hurt me. I want you to do what you like,” she said, almost as if she could see inside my head and already knew my preferences in the bedroom.

Any hope I had of taking it slow was shattered with that handful of words. My hips pulled back without any input from my brain, and I slammed forward, relishing the way her cunt began to flutter around me.

“That what you want, Holly?” I gritted out as I drove in and out of her like a man possessed. “You want me to fuck you hard?”

Her back arched as she clawed at my back. “Yes. God, yes. Don’t stop!”

“Does my good girl like to be fucked rough and dirty?”

My words seemed to spur her on. She tightened around me, her hips rising up to meet my own with every thrust. “Please, please,” she continued to beg like she was afraid I’d stop at any moment.

Like I could if I wanted to. Which I absolutely didn’t.

I craved her, and I never wanted this to end.

“I’m so close.” Her eyes widened like she couldn’t believe it.

“Tanner, I—” Her words cut off when she curled her lips between her teeth and bit down.

“Fuck yes, Sunshine. Give it to me. I want to feel you come all over my cock.”

She went off a second later, every muscle in her body locking tight as she clamped around me like a fist. She came on an explosion, screaming my name.

If I thought she was beautiful when she came on my tongue, it was nothing compared to how she looked as she drenched my cock.

It was impossible to hold off, and I followed her a moment later, burying myself as deep as I could get and growling my release into the crook of her neck.

That caveman part of me reared its head, and all I could think was how badly I wished my cum was coating her pussy in that very moment.

As it was, she’d ruined me. That sex hadn’t just been the best I’d ever had. It had been out of this goddamn world.

When I was finally able to lift my head, I gave myself a few seconds to take her in.

Her skin was flushed and glistening with a fine sheen of sweat.

Her plump lips were swollen from my kisses, and that sweet honey gaze was glazed over.

But the most beautiful thing was the way her lips had curled up in a small, pleased grin, like she was exhausted but still couldn’t keep the smile off her face.

“You’re extraordinary,” I stated, even though that word felt less than adequate to describe her perfection.

Her smile grew wider as a giggle pushed past her lips. “I could say the same thing about you.” Just then, her mouth opened on a yawn. “Oh man. It’s really late isn’t it?”

I twisted my head to get a look at the alarm clock on the nightstand. “It is, yeah.”

Her features shifted, an expression that looked a lot like disappointment taking over. “I should probably go home.”

There wasn’t a chance in hell I was letting her go. Hell, I wanted to keep her with me as long as possible. If I had my way, we’d never leave this bed.

Leaning down, I sealed our lips and swiped my tongue against hers before pulling back, reveling in the way she lifted her head to chase after me. “Stay,” I said quietly.

She blinked. “What?”

“If you want to go home, I’ll take you. But I want you to stay. I want you to fall asleep in this bed, curled up in my arms. Then I want to wake up in the middle of the night and fuck you all over again. Then I want to do it all over again when the sun comes up in the morning.”

I let my confession sink in, but as I waited, my heart had lodged itself in my throat.

“I want to stay too,” she finally confessed. “And I want you to do exactly what you just promised.”

I was starting to think there wasn’t anything I wouldn’t give her if she wanted it.

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