Chapter 51
I watched Jake leave, looking at him in a whole new way. Yeah, he wasn't bad-looking. A little tame for my taste, but I could see why Cody was into him. But Tanner? He'd said a little something in all of that. I waited until Jake closed the door behind him, then turned to look at my boyfriend.
"Jake?" I asked.
"I'm not shocked," Tanner said. "I mean, you're the one who said she should stretch her wings a bit. Clearly she's doing just that."
"Naw, I meant you," I said.
Immediately, he chuckled and glanced away. "That was a long time ago. He was a new rookie, and I just happened to catch him a few times."
"Ah," I said, because yeah, having a man throw himself into your arms might make a guy get ideas. "Not my type."
"But I am?" he asked.
I flicked my tongue over my canine tooth. "Oh, yeah. Babe, you're crazy in the way I like 'em. Pretty too, but you tend to hide that. Because of the bulls, I mean. That shit you wear out there ain't doin' no favors for ya, but those jeans?"
He jerked his chin at me. "I thought you liked the shirt."
"Oh, and the tie," I assured him. "The suit coat?" Fuck, my dick was getting hard all over again. "You look real good, Tanner, and you don't even need black to make it work for ya."
"I can pull off black too," he countered.
So I pushed myself out of the chair, shrugged off my blazer, and left it on the back. "I have a weakness for men in purple, it seems."
He stood, clearly intending to follow me. "Yeah? Well, I happen to get hard over men who can pull off pink."
"I look damned good in pink," I promised, backing toward the bedroom.
He followed. "Yep, I know." Then he crooked his finger, making me pause. "And I have not forgotten where we were before Jake interrupted us."
"You," I said, daring to take another step back, "were holdin' me where you wanted me."
Oh, and that made a hunger light up in his eyes. His legs stretched a bit, but I kept backing up. Still, Tanner reached me right at the doorway into our bedroom. And when he caught me?
One hand dove into my hair. The other finished pulling my shirt from my jeans, and he kissed me the way I liked: hard. I kept moving backwards, doing my best to get my shirt open, but he didn't seem to care about that none.
"You," he breathed against my lips, "drive me crazy."
"Good," I said, giving up on my shirt and grabbing his tie.
I yanked that free, not being too gentle - or too rough - about it. He shrugged out of his coat, but I was already kicking off my boots.
"How do you feel?" he asked just as we reached the bed. "Hurt anywhere?"
"Nope," I assured him.
"Good," he said again, then popped my belt buckle open. "Because you are definitely overdressed."
"Lube," I ordered, going for those few buttons I'd missed on my shirt.
He grunted softly, proving he didn't want to let go of me, but he still obeyed. Thankfully, it wasn't too far, but I watched him the whole way, stripping myself as fast as I could. When my shirt hung open, I bent for my socks, tossing those away just as Tanner returned.
He tossed the lube on the covers and began opening his own shirt. I dropped my jeans, stepped out of my underwear too, then scooted backwards onto the bed so I could watch. Yeah, my dick was proving how much I liked this, but I still had to say something.
"Damn, you look good," I told him.
He tossed his shirt away, then shucked off everything on the bottom real fast. That little bit of hurry was hot as hell. What I didn't expect was for him to crawl onto the bed, grab my hip, and flip me over onto my belly.
"I like the idea of you biting pillows," he said in a voice rough with desire.
And now I did too. Oh yeah, that sounded real good when he said it like that.
Then his lips found the back of my leg and started working higher.
I shifted, knowing where he was going, and not sure if I wanted him to take his sweet time or get there already.
When he reached my ass, he nipped at the left cheek and kept moving higher.
The feel of him kissing his way up my spine?
Fuck, but I was a goner. My eyes had closed and I knew I was making some real desperate sounds. Then I heard the cap of the lube flick open, but his mouth didn't slow down at all. He reached my shoulder, kissed across the side, then back toward my neck.
"Now this," he breathed against the shell of my ear, "is how you deserve to be treated."
Then he dragged his dick down my crack until he found my pucker. Before he could thrust, I pushed back, taking him just the way I wanted, and Tanner made a sound of complete and total pleasure. For just a moment, I was sure I had him where I wanted him, and then his hand clamped down on my hip.
"Be a good boy," he whispered - and then rocked into my body.
Yeah, I didn't care about trying to take over after that. I just loved the way Tanner turned a little feral like this. It was like something inside him woke up, and he made me feel like I was the reason. Like I had the power to drive him completely crazy the same way he did me.
He started with long, slow thrusts into my body. Each one ground my dick into the soft covers on this bed, adding its own kind of friction. I thrust an arm out, trying to brace against our bodies shifting, and his hand landed on top of it, tangling our fingers together.
And we fucked. Yeah, maybe this was making love, but it was fucking too.
It was real, without any stupid varnish on top.
There were no pretty words, but a whole lot of grunting and touching.
I could feel his smooth chest sliding against my back, and I liked the feel of his thighs flexing between mine.
There was nothing soft about Tanner when he loved me, and yet everything. I loved that crazy mix of too hard and too soft, all blurred into something I couldn't get enough of. When he kissed my shoulder again, I arched into the touch. I couldn't get onto my knees, but he didn't seem to care at all.
He just kept moving, driving me higher and higher until nothing else mattered but us.
The way we combined so easily. His calm and my rage.
His beauty and my rough edges. His wild passion and my longing for letting go.
Together, we were everything I'd ever wanted - and more. Cody made us so much more.
But he was the one making me whimper. He was the man I was so fucking in love with I couldn't find the words for it. And when he found that spot I liked so much, then worked it? Oh, I was gonna give him everything he ever wanted. I was gonna spoil him more than he could imagine. I was gonna...
My orgasm hit so hard I forgot to even think. All I could do was groan, and a little too loud. My body locked up as the euphoria took over, and Tanner just kept going, kept working me, and kept kissing the back of my neck until I could barely even breathe.
And then he tensed. His breath came out shaky against my shoulder until the last of it fell out in a rush. Then he relaxed, his body weight pinning me down on the bed as he panted to catch his breath. Then again, I wasn't any better.
"Sorry," he said, untangling our hands so he could lift himself off me.
I waited until he slid from my body and dropped down beside me, then turned to face him. "For?"
"Crushing you," he said, offering me a lazy smile.
I gave him one back. "I kinda like it." And I flopped an arm out in an invitation.
"Mm," he murmured as he shifted closer to rest his head on my chest. "J.D., you are a confusing mix of a man. Good, but never what I expect."
"Because I don't have a reason to give a shit," I told him. "You can like it or not. But this? This is me."
"And I am in love with you," he said, looking up at me.
Damn, he was cute like that. I couldn't help myself; I had to curl my arm around his back and hold him a little closer.
"You're perfect," I told him. "Babe, I love you so much it makes me stupid."
"And her," he said.
"Yeah," I breathed. "And her. But we know she's there. This? It's couple time, and that means I just have to say I love you."
"I can deal with that," he said, shifting a bit to see me better. "But I have a question."
"Yes," I told him, making a guess at his question. "Once my legs remember how to work, we're gonna go crawl in bed with her."
Which made Tanner chuckle. "Ok, that too. But I want to know what you really think about Jake. If she decides to fuck him, what does that mean for us?"
"Means she's fuckin' him," I said. "And he'll be good to her. Jake's that kinda man."
"But..." He made a little noise instead of finishing. "Am I being stupid?"
"Jealous?" I guessed.
"Not sure. I think it's more worried."
"She loves you," I reminded him. "And me.
And this thing? It's not pie. There ain't no limit on the pieces.
Besides, if we're in here, then she's alone, and that ain't real fair to her.
And if I'm in there, then you're alone. So, while sleeping's real nice and all, sometimes talking is good too, or fucking, or cuddling. "
"I'm talking about Jake," he said.
I nodded slowly, enjoying my after-glow.
"Yeah. Me too, babe. I kinda like when you get all sweet with her.
And I like that Jake said something. I like that he had the balls to tell her no, to tell us it happened, and to accept that this is a mess.
I also like that he didn't say no about her.
He said he likes her because he can't stop, and we're not making that feeling slow down none. "
"That's not what he said," Tanner pointed out.
"It's what he meant," I assured him. "Like, all the between the lines shit, get me?
Jake's into our girl because she's amazing, not because he wants to get fucked.
I'm ok with him because he's into her, Tanner.
Because no matter how hard he tries to keep his hands off her, he can't, so that makes me think he'll work just fine. "
"And when she likes him more than me?" he asked.
"The way she likes you more than me?" I asked.
"Shit," he drawled. "No, I don't think..." And he pushed out a rush of air. "Oh."
"Zactly," I said. "She'll like him like Jake, she'll like you like Tanner, and she'll like me like me. And you know what that'll make?"
"Hm?"
"It'll make Cody happy. It'll make her love us more. It'll also give me a little more time to spoil this sexy bullfighter I have." And I bent down to kiss his lips. "Because as much as I love her, I deserve more of this."
He lifted his head. "Yeah, you do." And he stretched to get closer. "J.D., you've been a very good boy, and I intend to make sure you enjoy it." Lifting up, he stole a quick kiss. "I'm also ok with you being on top."
"Then we need round two," I said, rolling him onto his back. "And then we'll cuddle with our girl."
"Good plan," he breathed, catching the back of my neck and pulling me down to kiss him.