27. Tanner
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Tanner
Get with the program or hard and fast
On the heels of a steadying breath, I eased myself into the cradle of her hips. I could feel the rapid rise and fall of her breath and the slick heat at her core.
“Oh, fuck,” I murmured, clinging to what little control I had left.
“That’s the point, right?” she said tartly.
I practically choked on my next breath. “You’re gonna kill me, Ava.”
“I’m gonna kill you if you don’t fuck me soon.”
I notched myself at her entrance. “Are you sure?” I asked.
She rocked her hips up in answer, whispering, “Yes…”, and I sank home into her slick, clenching channel. The feeling was so intense I almost came instantly. I had to hold still and grit my teeth to maintain control.
“Are you okay?” My voice was slurred, as if I were drunk on her. “Ava.”
“I’m more than okay. I just need a second. Maybe more than a second.”
She let out a soft sigh, her hips nudging up just a little bit. I rested on my elbows, brushing her hair away from her face as I looked into her eyes.
“Ava, you feel so fucking good,” I murmured.
Her eyes were wide and dark. She was impatient and began to nudge upward, and that was all I needed. I drew back slightly before sinking in more fully. She hooked her good foot around the back of my calf, her hips rising to meet every one of my strokes.
“Ava,” I gasped at one point when I felt the soft brush of her nipples against my chest.
My release was threatening, a shivering electricity racing down my spine and collecting at the base. She began to gasp. When she cried my name, her voice sharp as she shuddered against me, her channel clamping around my length, I let go.
My release slammed through me, so hard and fast my mind blanked.