Chapter 40 My Wild Girl
TANNER
Tonight meant more to me than Wren will ever know.
We’re laying in bed, and she’s curled up in my arms. My mind is bouncing between thoughts of the bar and telling her I love her, but I’ve never said those words to anyone before, and it’s scary as hell.
I think I probably need to take her on a few more dates, and then if I can muster the courage, I’ll tell her when the timing is right.
“You still awake?” I ask.
“Yeah.”
“What’s something you’ve always wanted to try but have never gotten the chance to do?”
“Um, like sexually?” she asks, and even though that’s not what I meant, I love that’s where her head went.
“I meant like a non-sexual activity.” I chuckle. “I was just thinking about our next date, but now I want to know what popped into that head of yours.”
“Oh, oops,” she says. “No, forget I said that. I’ve always wanted to take a pottery class.”
“No, you’re thinking about something, and I must know what it is.”
“Yeah, a pottery class,” she says.
“No, you’re thinking about a sex activity. What is it?”
“It’s silly.”
“I doubt it. Come on—I’ll tell you my sexual fantasy if you tell me yours.”
She hesitates again.
“I’m gonna start guessing,” I warn.
“Don’t you dare.”
“Is it me in bat wings like that book you like?”
“No.” She giggles. “Although, now that you mention it, that might be added to the list.”
“Come on, tell me. This is a judgment free zone.”
“Okay, well I’ve always wanted a guy to, um, fuck my mouth.” She turns her head away from me, and buries it in her hands.
“Like a blow job?” I question, confused, because she literally gave me one an hour ago.
“Well, yeah, but not like a normal blow job. Like I’ve always wanted to try the thing where I hang my head off the side of the bed and the guy fucks my mouth.”
“Consider it done,” I say, jumping out of bed, pulling her towards the edge.
“I didn’t mean right now, you psycho,” she says, laughing hard. “You have to tell me yours first.”
She sits up, and I climb back into the bed. “That wasn’t on my list of things I wanted to try, but it sounds hot as fuck, and I’ll gladly fuck that pretty mouth of yours anytime you want.”
“Good to know,” she says, kissing me. “Now tell me yours.”
“Butt stuff,” I say, quickly.
“Okay,” she says. “You’re gonna need to elaborate. Like do you want me to use a finger or are we talking full blown pegging, because I’ve never done either before, but I could research how.”
“What? No,” I say, starting to panic a little. “I didn’t mean my butt. I meant yours.”
“Oh!” She laughs. “Well, you need to be more specific. So, are we talking just a finger or anal? Because I’m not opposed to anal, but your dick is really big, and I think we’d really have to work up to that.”
Her statement shocks me a little, and I’m surprised how easy this conversation feels.
“I didn’t mean anal. Have you ever used a plug?”
“No, but I’m game to try it if it’s something that would turn you on. I have a few vibrators, so I like toys.”
“You’re serious?”
“I mean, yeah. Sex for me has always been boring and vanilla, and I’ve always wanted to spice things up with previous partners, but I didn’t trust them enough. I trust you, though, so if you wanted to try it, I would. I know you won’t hurt me.”
It’s official. I’m the luckiest man alive.
“I don’t want you to feel like you have to do anything.”
“I know I don’t, but it does intrigue me a little, and I think it might be exciting to try new things with you. Have you ever used one with a partner?”
“No, that would’ve required the girl to stick around for longer than one night, and they never did.”
“Got it. Well I don’t plan on going anywhere, so I say order one, and we can figure it out together.”
“You’re serious?”
“Yes,” she says. “I promise.”
“Good,” I lean forward, and my mouth finds hers. Her hand finds my cock and takes me by surprise.
“Wren.”
“What? All that sex talk made me horny, and now all I can think about is hanging my head over the side of the bed.”
“You’re serious?” I ask again. She nods, stroking my shaft.
“Please fuck my mouth,” she begs.
Fuck.
She begins to tug on the band of my underwear.
My cock springs free. She wraps her hand around my length again, stroking me a few times before running her thumb over the tip, collecting the bead of salty liquid gathered there.
Her finger meets her tongue, and I watch in awe as my girl sucks it clean.
“I want to take care of you first,” I say, rolling to my back. “Sit on my face, and then I promise to make your fantasy come true.”
I watch as she removes her thong and climbs toward me. Positioning herself above me, she straddles my head.
“Sit,” I command, and she does.
I take her pussy into my mouth and watch as she grips the headboard above me.
I work her center with my tongue, and she writhes against my face.
Fuck, there is nothing better than her using me like this.
My dick strains under the sheets, and I could easily come like this, but I know it’s not what she wants.
No, my wild girl wants me to fuck her mouth, and who am I to tell her no.
My hands find her ass, and I push her up gently so I can speak.
“Tanner,” she pleads, desperate for more. “Don’t stop.”
“Can I touch you here?” I ask, rolling my hands around her hips and over her ass until I reach her puckered hole.
“Yes,” she nods.
“I’ll be gentle,” I promise. “Sit for me, baby,” I urge her, and when she does, I suck her clit back into my mouth. My finger gently circles her asshole.
She moans and pushes into the finger. The tip gently stretches her, and another moan escapes her lips. “Fuck…Tanner…yesssss…fuckkkk,” she says, grinding against my face.
I continue to play with her ass, lapping up everything her pussy gives me.
“I’m close,” she says, her hips now moving quicker. My tongue finds her clit, and I inch the finger a little deeper. I feel her body relax above me as she meets her climax, and she rides out every last wave.
She moves down my body and takes my mouth with hers.
“It’s my turn,” she says, moving to sit up on her knees, turning away from me. I move out of the bed, and she pulls the T-shirt she’s wearing over her head, giving me the perfect few of her back and ass.
“Fuck, you’re sexy,” I say. Leaning forward, I kiss her shoulder, and she turns her head, exposing more of her neck, so I place a line of kisses all the way up to her ear.
“You sure you want me to do this?” I ask. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I’m not some porcelain doll that’ll break. This was my idea, so I’m very sure that I want to try it,” she says, looking over my shoulder.
“I want to make sure I take care of you too,” I say, taking a step back. I study the bed, and my mind tries to think through the logistics of what we’re about to try and where I’ll put my hands.
“You just did. Let me take care of you.” She lays down on her back, tipping her head over the edge of the mattress. Her red hair cascades down, and I take a step closer to her.
A sly smile spreads across her face, and my cock leaks at the idea that I can turn her on like this and that she wants to try new things with me.
“Now tell me what to do,” she says.
“Open,” I say, and her whole body shivers. Her lips part, and I push my dick into her mouth. Her hands find the back of my thighs. She pulls me closer, opening her throat as she takes me deeper.
A moan escapes and vibrates around my cock, and I know I’m not going to last long. I begin to pump my hips forward, and she takes me deep into her throat over and over again. Reaching down, I pinch and play with her nipples, and a long moan escapes from her mouth.
She whimpers around me, and I try to pull back, worried it might be too much for her, but her fingers dig into the back of my thighs and she holds me against her, taking everything I have to give.
There’s no way I’m going to last long, and despite my best efforts, I can feel myself nearing the edge.
“Look at you,” I say, mesmerized by the sight before me. Her whole body is splayed across my bed, and her pink lips are around my shaft. “You’re taking me so well, pretty girl. I’m almost there.”
She hallows out her cheeks, and after two more pumps, the tension at the base of my spine releases. I coat the back of her throat with my cum. She hangs on, swallowing every bit of it. When I finish, I take a step back and carefully sit her up. Tears streak her face, and my heart drops a little.
“Did I hurt you?” I ask.
“Are you kidding?” she asks. Her blue-green eyes are still a little glossy, and her cheeks are flushed.
“That was so fucking hot. We’re definitely doing that again.
” Her mouth forms into a sexy grin, and fuck I don’t know what I did to deserve her, but I know now that I have her, I can never lose her.
“You did so good,” I say, sitting next to her and running the pad of my thumb over her cheeks. She leans forward and kisses me.
“Did you like it?” she asks.
“Did I like that?” I laugh. “Babe, that was the hottest thing I’ve ever done. Sorry it didn’t last longer, but I just couldn’t help it.”
“That’s okay. I have some ideas for how we can spice it up next time.” She giggles.
“My wild girl. What am I going to do with you?” I ask, kissing her again.