Chapter 29
Tanner
Present day
A grunt rips through my chest as Aisling’s lips meet mine and I stumble back against the wall, hauling her with me. I pull her body tighter against my chest as I hunch down to lessen the height difference, and then I reach out to the side, fumbling for the door handle so that I can close it.
I tear my mouth from hers with a groan, head snapping in the direction of the door so that I can finally grab it and shove it closed, making the room smaller, warmer, more intimate for just the two of us.
I grip her hand tighter in mine as I turn back to her, pressing kisses all over the smooth skin of her wrist before finally releasing it. She throws her arms around my shoulders and I grip my palms around her ass, leaning down and crushing her mouth with mine before I haul her up off the floor and start walking us toward the bed.
“You made me another bed,” she breathes out, lashes fluttering as I nudge my forehead against hers.
“I’m gonna make you every bed that you ever sleep in,” I rasp, dropping her to the ground just before we reach the mattress. I bunch my fists in the sides of her long dress, scrunching the soft fabric up so that I can get a glimpse of her perfect legs.
My forearms flex the second that I see her smooth ankles, my cock growing heavier as I bunch the fabric higher and higher. The second that I see the first inch of her thighs I growl low and rough, and hunch down to take her lips with mine.
Her sweet moan fills my mouth until I pull away grunting, my fingers fumbling with my zipper so that I can get a little room to fucking breathe.
“Jesus Christ,” I rasp, going lightheaded at the instant thickening of my cock, shoulders heaving faster by the second as I tower over Aisling. I tangle my fingers up in her hair. “I’m so fuckin’ hard for you,” I choke out, vision blurring when she bites me.
My hands drop the fabric of her dress, gripping her by her ass so that I can rub her against me, inhaling her scent before kissing my way back to her lips.
“We don’t have to do anything,” I say hoarsely, pulling back so that I can look down at her.
Even though I built the bed for Aisling I’m aware that she doesn’t intend to keep this house. Whether her family is going to rent it or sell it I don’t know, but she might not want to do anything on a bed that isn’t for keeps.
“It’s a tradition,” she whispers breathlessly, mischief sparkling in her eyes.
I breathe out a laugh, squeezing my palms more roughly around her waist.
“What, me building you a bed?” I ask.
“Yeah,” she whispers, “and then you showing me how to use it after.”
I crush my mouth down on hers, grunting as I shove my tongue inside, and she gasps as I slide in deeper, her nails digging hungrily into my biceps.
“You sure?” I rumble, hands rubbing up and down the back of her dress, searching for the fastening so that I can get her the fuck out of it.
She nods quickly, forehead pressing against mine, just as my fingers brush against a small button at the nape of her neck. Fuck yes . I flick it between my fingers and the tight neckline of the dress relaxes, making me drop my head against her shoulder as my chest expands with satisfaction.
I grip both of my fists around the thin straps but make no move to slide them down her shoulders, well aware that it’s the only layer obstructing me from seeing Aisling in her bra and panties.
“You wearing a pair of the panties that I bought for you?” I ask gruffly, unable to lift my head as my breathing pumps faster and faster.
She makes a taunting noncommittal purr as she slides her delicate fingers down the neck of my shirt. My shoulder muscles flex, anticipating and hungry for the bite of her nails, wanting her to dig them in.
She gives me a gentle teasing scratch. “Guess you’ll have to find out.”
I stand upright on a deep inhale, searching her eyes before my mouth tugs into a grin, her little dimpled smile the prettiest thing that I’ve ever seen.
I tug the straps down gently – or at least I mean to. But the second that I’ve got them off her shoulders the whole dress drops to the floor, pooling in a soft pile of baby pink around her ankles.
“Fuck,” I rasp, mind blanking as I stare at her bra. “Four years, baby. Four years since I saw you like this.”
With those big innocent eyes she pushes her body right against my pecs and a rough sound rumbles through my chest as I stare down at those tempting curves.
“Fucking beautiful,” I rumble, shoving my hands through my hair, and raking my eyes over her perfect tits. “I shouldn’t even… I shouldn’t even be looking at them. Don’t deserve to look at those things.”
Aisling closes her eyes, arches her neck and shakes out her rich hair, making me choke on a growl as other parts start shaking too.
Done for. I’m fucking done for.
She peeks one sparkling eye open as I drop my shaking hands to my sides and she shows me one of her playful little dimples as she wraps her arms back around my neck.
“You don’t think that you deserve to look at me?” she says, laughing quietly as she smiles.
“Hell no,” I rasp, hands hovering around her hips, my whole body bathed in fucking fire. “They’re… you’re… they’re just so…” I grit my teeth and tear my eyes away from her. “I’m… not gonna do it. I don’t deserve–”
“You can touch them if you want,” she whispers.
“Over the bra or under?”
Her eyes sparkle as she grins up at me, and I drop my forehead against hers, breathing roughly as I lift my hands to touch her.
“Definitely over the bra,” I murmur, voice so deep that it’s resonating in my balls.
Slowly, so slowly, my thumbs brush the lace cups of her bra, and the gentle peaks of her nipples make me grunt, rubbing harder.
“Tanner,” she whispers.
I keep my eyes on her tits, lightheaded but nodding.
“You can touch me under–”
I slip two digits down the back of her bra and tug, yanking down the straps before tearing the whole thing off of her. I pull it hastily down her arms and shove it roughly in my back pocket.
She raises an eyebrow and breathes out a laugh.
“Uh, what exactly do you think that you’re gonna do with that?” she asks, as if she doesn’t fucking know.
I grip my hands around her jaw, hunch down and kiss the life out of her. I’m so damn overwhelmed by the knowledge that she’s almost completely naked right now, only wearing her panties, that I have to try and calm down by licking my tongue gently against hers.
“Dream girl,” I murmur, turning us around so that it’s my back that’s facing the bed. I lower my body down onto the thick sheets, hands immediately dropping to the backs of her thighs, easing her on top of me until she’s straddling my lap. Then I press a couple of smaller kisses against her lips, take a deep breath, and pull back to look at her.
My cock jerks so hard beneath my jeans that Aisling jolts in my lap and yelps, before bursting into a fit of giggles. My neck flushes red as I give her an apologetic smile, palms roaming over her ass as I glance back down to her chest.
It’s my first time ever seeing her bared to me.
Round, soft, perky. Everything that I ever dreamed they’d be.
And I’ve dreamt about them a lot.
“Beautiful,” I say hoarsely, chest heaving as I rub her lap slowly up and back over my shaft. I meet her eyes, feeling dazed, and press a slow kiss against her lips. “Really gonna let me touch them?” I ask her, almost groaning when she nods her head.
I reach one hand behind my neck and rip my shirt over my head, tossing it across the room as Aisling’s eyes grow wide, lips popping open.
“O-oh,” she squeaks, making me smirk as she stares at my pecs.
“It’s only fair,” I rumble quietly. “If I’m allowed to touch your tits, then you’re sure as shit allowed to get your hands on my pecs.”
“I can… touch them?” she whispers, and I lean back, jerking my chin at her in the affirmative.
We both start breathlessly laughing as she giggles and squeezes at my chest, but it quickly turns into panting and grunts as she sinks her teeth into the meat of me, grazing her teeth dangerously over my nipple.
“Jesus,” I rasp, chest heaving as I watch her mess around with me. “You are the hottest, weirdest, most fucking irresistible woman I’ve ever met.”
I grip my hand around the nape of her neck and haul her upright, while keeping her hips shoved firmly down on my lap. She whimpers at the momentum and I grunt hard as those pretty curves bounce up and down.
Then I lift her up by her ass so that her breasts are at the perfect level for my mouth.
“My turn,” I growl.
“W-what?” she whimpers. “You’re gonna touch them with your… with your mouth–?”
The gasp that I pull from her throat is enough to turn me into an animal, and I look up into her wide eyes as I suck her hard and fast. Her fingers tug hard at my hair, more perfect sounds escaping her throat as she pushes her breast into me harder.
I smirk and let her go with a firm pop , massaging her ass as she digs her nails into the back of my neck.
“Like getting sucked?” I ask roughly.
She drops her voice to a husky whisper. “I like getting something-that-rhymes-with sucked.”
In the next moment my pants are off and I’m hauling my bodyweight on top of her, stroking my tongue against hers as I grind my erection between her thighs.
“Your fuckin’ mouth,” I rasp, grunting when I shove my chest right down on hers, rubbing us together in a way that makes my mind explode.
“I’ve never seen you naked before,” I rasp, well aware that her pretty panties are the only remaining thing keeping her covered from me.
She smiles naughtily as she bites her thumb and I push her hand away from her mouth, reclaiming it with mine.
She giggles excitedly as I kiss her, her body growing softer as I work our lips together.
“I’ve seen you naked before,” she whispers, a secret smile in her voice.
I grunt, reliving the memory of four years ago. Of how well she lay back and took me.
“Yeah,” I rumble. “You wanna see it again?”
She nods and I roll us over, so that I’m laying on my back and she’s tucked safely against my side, nestled protectively under my biceps.
I use my free hand to quickly shove down my boxer briefs, kicking them to the end of the bed when I get them unhooked from my ankles, and then I wrap my fist around the thick base of my cock and start pumping nice and slow, putting on a show for her.
Aisling releases a small sound that makes a smirk tug at the corner of my mouth, and my eyes search her face as she stares down at my cock.
“You like that?” I rumble, grinning at the expression on her face. I pause my strokes so that I can grab my balls and this time she fully squeals. She hides her face in the side of my chest, giggling uncontrollably and breathing hard.
I laugh quietly as I release my sac, rolling onto my side so that I can cuddle her into my chest. She peeks up at me with sparkling eyes, a nervous smile, and the most flushed cheeks that I’ve ever seen.
I hunch down so that I can kiss her and then I tug the sheets cosily around her body.
“You look terrified,” I tease, smirking when she bites her bottom lip. “Forgot how big a hose from the holler was, huh?”
“Tanner!” she exclaims, burying her face in her hands.
I chuckle and wrestle her hands off of those cheeks, wrapping my palms around her waist so that I can haul her up the bed and bring her to my height.
“I’ll go gentle,” I drawl, brushing her nose with mine. As ego-boosting as it is to watch her pupils dial out at the size of my dick, I don’t actually want her to be scared of taking it.
I gently squeeze my hands over her breasts, her little gasp making me groan.
“Prettiest tits I’ve ever seen,” I murmur, pressing another kiss against her lips and slipping my tongue inside. I stroke my thumbs over her nipples and slide my tongue deeper as she moans for me.
“When we were together before,” I rumble, pulling back so that I can look at her carefully, “when we did it in our freshman year, what did you think?”
Aisling blinks up at me and gives me the most beautiful smile.
“I thought you were huge ,” she laughs, pressing her body up against mine.
I smirk down at her, pleased with that lasting impression. “Yeah?”
“Like, you were so big that I thought you were gonna crush me.”
I breathe out a laugh and slap a hand over my face, embarrassed.
“Great,” I tease, “that’s exactly what I was going for.”
Aisling laughs and pries my hand from my eyes. “I mean it in a good way. I loved feeling you on top of me.”
I suck in a sharp inhale as her palms squeeze their way over my muscles – over my biceps, down my heaving chest, and then lower, until she’s–
“ Baby ,” I growl, fingers gripping her waist as I thrust myself into her small fist. In the next second I’m rolling onto my back with Ash on top of me, grabbing one of her wrists and pushing it lower, begging for her to relieve that other ache.
“Tug ’em,” I grunt, chest heaving fast as her fingers gently brush my sac. “Harder, baby. Harder. Yeah, fuck , just like that.”
The brush of her chest against mine draws me back to exactly what’s happening, and I blink hard at the ceiling, trying to clear that red animal haze. I shove one hand through my hair and stare down at the beautiful girl straddling my quads, eyes alight with curiosity as the deep green bedding halos around her.
I pull her hands off of me, sit upright, and kiss her, the sheets falling to her waist as I massage my hands over her thighs.
“I didn’t mean to crush you,” I murmur, making her laugh as I kiss down her neck.
“I told you, I like it. You’re the biggest guy I’ve ever been with.”
I pull back, eyebrows raised, and Aisling instantly pauses, like she said too much.
I am very fucking intrigued with this new information.
“I’m sorry, what?” I ask, my voice so deep that Aisling’s nipples pinch tighter.
“Uh, nothing,” she mumbles, trying to scramble off my lap.
Not a fucking chance.
“I’m the biggest guy you’ve ever been with?” I ask, smirking like an asshole as I wrap my arms around her waist, keeping her in place. “Like, are we talkin’ height, weight, or the size of my cock?”
She twists to claw at my forearms but I hold her tighter.
“None of those things,” she huffs. “I take it back. You’re the smallest.”
I grin before giving her a quick bite to her throat.
“I can’t tell you how good it feels to be the tallest, biggest guy that you’ve ever been with, baby. So, with regards to my cock, is it the longest and the thickest or–?”
She manages to wriggle off of my lap but I roll over on top of her ass, making her squeal and laugh until she remembers that she’s angry with me and throws me a sulky glower.
I press a kiss to her shoulder, grinning wickedly as I hold her eyes with mine.
“It’s the longest and the thickest, isn’t it?”
She twists her lips to one side, trying to hide her smile, before letting me roll her onto her back so that I’m not mounting her from behind.
I release a low contended rumble as I settle down on top of her, one hand toying with the side of her panties while the other gently strokes at her jaw.
My voice is teasing as I drawl, “Damn, it’s tiring being this big.”
Aisling throws her head back into the pillows with a giggle before saying, “Oh no, you’re tired? We better get to sleep then.”
“Did I say that I’m tired? I meant that I’ve never been more awake.”
She laughs into my neck as I tangle one of my hands up in her hair.
“Seriously, I don’t think I’ll ever need to sleep again. Ever.” She peeks up at me and I press a kiss to the warm apple of one of her cheeks, nuzzling into her hair as my digits tug more firmly at her panties. A silent question, looking for her instructions.
“I can’t believe that you got me fairy lights,” she whispers, and I pull back a couple of inches so that I can glance up at the headboard, the string of bulbs that I bought from the mom-and-pop home and electric store in town wrapped as neatly as I could get them around the ornate wood.
When I look down at her and see her pretty smile shimmering in the faint glow of the bulbs, my heart clenches tight, so in love with everything about her.
“Thought you might like ’em,” I reply gruffly.
“I love them,” she whispers back.
I avert my eyes, pumping myself a little, before resettling my palm around her hip and pressing my forehead down on hers.
“Do you still wanna…?” I rasp quietly, watching her hand as it roams over my chest, squeezing at the large muscles and getting me excited.
“I still wanna,” she whispers back to me.
I hook two digits under the side of her panties, a pair of skimpy as fuck lace ones. A pair that was in her basket that day in the lingerie store.
I shove my tongue in my cheek as I give them an experimental tug.
One good yank will tear these things clean off her pussy.
My eyes meet hers, her pupils almost as wide as mine.
I clear my throat. “Can I take off your panties?”
She bites into her lower lip. “Do you have protection?”
“Yeah,” I grunt immediately. My gaze rakes down to her belly, tongue swiping over my lower lip. “You’re not on the pill?”
She hesitates for a beat before whispering, “I’m not on the pill.”
I grunt and close my eyes.
Something about the fact that she’s unprotected makes me fucking feral.
I nod my head and raise onto my haunches, quads splaying between her thighs. I caress her hips, scanning the room for wherever the fuck I threw my jeans.
“Condoms are in my wallet. I’ll grab ’em.”
She gently brushes her fingers over my cock, laying hard and heavy against her belly.
I clench the muscles in my jaw and start reciting the names of all the States.
“Okay,” she whispers, “go and get them.”
I lunge off the bed, sheets tangling around my feet as I grab my wallet, tear out the condoms, and half-sprint back to where Ash is giggling, fixing the sheets into place before climbing back on top of her.
I toss all but one of the condoms onto the bedside cabinet, ripping the foil packet in two before grabbing my dick with one hand and rolling the rubber into place. Aisling giggles and gets up onto her knees, letting me kiss her deep as my palms slip her panties down her thighs. By the time that I’ve tugged them off her ankles I’m so ready to see all of her, to be inside of her, that I’m almost growling.
I grip my palms into her bare behind, massaging her roughly as I pull away. “Can I look at you?” I rasp, eyes closed, waiting for the green light.
“Mm-hm,” she whispers, and I exhale harshly.
My eyes are aflame as I take her hips and stare down at her.
I’m sat on my haunches while Aisling is on her knees, and she’s still almost a full head shorter than me. My mouth goes dry as I take her in, loving every single curve and peak.
“I need you,” I rumble, rubbing two digits between her thighs.
Her nails bite into my biceps, gasping gently as she squeezes my wrist.
“How do you want it?” I ask her, rubbing faster, pressing closer.
“I can’t think straight right now,” she admits on a whimper, and I nod once in understanding, trying to quickly decide which position will be the best for her, the most romantic.
“Wanna go on top?” I rasp, already knocking her thighs apart with the muscles of my quads, the hand wrapped around her hip roaming down to her ass. Hauling her up onto my lap. Getting ready to push inside of her.
“W-what?” she pants. “I thought that you liked–”
“Yeah,” I grunt, “I like that. The position you’re thinkin’ about.” Wow, it’s really hard to remember the names of the States right now. “But, uh… for our first time in four years I shouldn’t take you like that. I shouldn’t take you from behind. Want it to be romantic.”
Not that I didn’t find it romantic the first and only time that we did it in my favourite position but the angle is so deep, and it can get so rough, that I don’t want to lose every fuckin’ ounce of control when I’m trying to prove to her that I’m not a player.
“It was romantic,” she whispers.
I nod gently before cupping my palms around her jaw and kissing her. I lay her back against the sheets and range my body over hers, my cock jerking eagerly against her heat as I try to nudge it carefully into place.
“I know,” I murmur back to her, “but I don’t wanna lose control with you tonight.”
I only just got you back. I don’t wanna scare you away again.
Aisling purses her lips and then purrs a disconcerting, “We’ll see.”
My mouth lifts into a half-grin and my eyes glance down between her thighs.
“Dream girl,” I rumble, one hand gripping the nape of her neck while the other massages her soft behind.
She whimpers at the nickname and rakes her nails down my chest.
I hiss through bared teeth, slowly pushing at her entrance.
“That’s it,” I say gruffly. “Dig ’em in and hold on.”
Her nails bite into me harder and then she’s pushing her head into the pillow and whimpering, my balls scraping against the sheets as I ease in the first few inches.
I withdraw to the tip and then give her a few slow, languid strokes, getting her used to the size of half of me before I give her the whole thing.
She’s breathless and panting as I pump her gently.
“Think you can take it all?” I ask, pulling back so that she can see what’s left to go.
She glances down at it and squeals, her pussy clenching involuntarily.
I breathe out a laugh and she gives me a light slap across the chest.
“Mm, yeah. Get rough with me, baby,” I tease, deep and gravelly.
She hides her smile in my neck and then nods, fingers gripping tight around my shoulder blades.
“You sure?” I murmur, cock flexing in anticipation.
“Yes, I’m sure,” she whispers.
I pull back and take her jaw in my palm, holding her eyes with mine as I withdraw to the tip.
“Good,” I rumble, rough and wanting. Then I shove it deep inside, shoulders heaving as she gasps.
“ Tanner ,” she whimpers, thighs squeezing around my middle.
I grunt and thrust again, eyes on her beautiful face.
“My girl,” I rumble, squeezing the nape of her neck as I start moving faster. There’s still an inch at the base that I can’t get inside but I’m more than satisfied at the amount she’s taking.
My back muscles roll rhythmically as I pump my hips between her thighs.
“Big as you remember?” I grunt, dropping one of my forearms beside her head. My bicep crowds around her face, making her flush harder when she glances at it.
“Bigger,” she whimpers, making me smirk like an asshole. She scowls at my expression and murmurs something that sounds a lot like big shot.
“What’s that, now?” I grin, pumping her harder, making her drop that attitude real quick.
“N-nothing,” she says quickly, before arching back and moaning hard. My eyes drop to her tits and my strokes instantly become faster, pushing myself deeper as I watch her whimper and bounce.
“You’re so pretty,” I rasp, groaning as a rope of pre-cum shoots out. “Ash, you’re so pretty. I’m so into you, it’s fuckin’ crazy.”
She makes a little gasp as she wheezes out, “You’re telling me.”
I breathe out a laugh, thrusting harder when she pulls my chest down to hers, cuddling me against her while I give her exactly what she’s been needing.
Suddenly her gasps are getting louder, nails biting harder, and my balls are spanking against her ass as I thrust her straight to the finish line.
And as much as I want that, I want this to last longer for her even more.
Only problem is, her orgasm is no more than fifteen seconds away, and she’s so goddamn tight that I’m not going to last once she starts squeezing me.
I pull back with a growl, tangling my fingers in her hair.
“Not yet, baby,” I plead roughly. “Don’t come. Not yet.”
She blinks up at me quickly, swallowing hard as she watches me take her.
“W-what?” she whispers. “What d’you mean ‘d-don’t come’?”
“If you come, then I’m gonna come too,” I rumble. “And I’m tryna make it last for you. Tryna make it last a little longer.”
Her eyes stay on mine, wide and unblinking.
Looking guilty as hell, like she’s about to do exactly what I just told her not to.
“Ash,” I growl out. “Do not fucking come.”
She digs her nails into my chest and moans, “Try and stop me.”
“Ash,” I grind out, groaning as she squeezes up tight. “Baby, for fuck’s sake, I’m trying to make it last–”
I grunt and gasp as she suddenly grips my sac, massaging it so thoroughly that my vision turns hazy.
“Aisling,” I rasp, “slow the fuck down.”
She tugs them harder and I groan so loud that I have to bite my own goddamn tongue.
Keep it down, asshole. You want everyone across the lake to hear?
Ash wants to keep this thing private and you will not fuck that up for her.
“You’re holding back,” she whimpers, brow arched upwards because she’s so close to her release. “I need you with me and you’re holding back.”
I steel my jaw, eyes on fire as she glowers up at me.
“I’m being a gentleman,” I growl. “Stop tryna make me get rough with you.”
Something dangerous flashes in her eyes. “If you don’t then someone else–”
I crush my mouth down over hers and shove my tongue straight inside, feeling her sparkle with satisfaction because she knows that she just pressed the right button.
“Dammit,” I rumble, tearing my mouth away from hers, and giving her that deep relentless pounding that’s going to ride her straight over the finish line. “Beautiful – stubborn – woman,” I grunt out, forearm leashed tight beneath her back so that I can hold her flush against my chest.
Her head drops back against the pillow giving me clear access to her neck and I hunch down the second I see it, sucking hungrily at her throat.
“I’m almost there,” she whispers, moaning loudly when I squeeze her tits.
“I fucking know,” I growl, temples throbbing as she holds me tighter, burying her face in the crook of my neck as I alternate between rubbing two fingers against her clit and massaging her nipples.
“Tanner, I’m gonna, I’m gonna–”
I move both of my hands so that they’re positioned behind her knees, grip them firmly, and then shove them back against the pillow. That extra inch of cock that was too thick to slip inside has me grunting like an animal when I thrust it right to the hilt.
“Tanner!” she screams, tight and soaked, and her orgasm explodes, chest heaving as I pump her through it.
“That’s it,” I say gruffly as I shove my shoulders beneath her calves, keeping her legs hitched up against the pillows while freeing my hands so that they’re free to roam. They go straight for her breasts and I grunt hard as I squeeze them.
“Need to come,” I tell her, growling when her nails bite into my shoulder blades. My back muscles bunch tight as I roll harder and faster, driving her through her orgasm while I hang on to my last shred of self-control. “Can you take it?” I ask gruffly. “Just a couple hard thrusts, then I’ll be done.”
Her answering nod, plus the soft hands that caress my biceps, are the last things that I see before I clench my fists in the pillow and come.
I power into her, barely seeing as I lick at her jaw and bite at her neck. I remove one fist from the pillow so that I can grab her ass and keep her flush against me, my movements rough and deep as I spurt my load into the condom.
“Almost done,” I grunt, holding her tighter as she falls limp beneath me. I find her mouth with mine and slip my tongue inside, groaning with pleasure as her body instinctively tightens.
I thrust once, twice, three more times, and then I drop heavily on top of her as she lets out a breathless whimper. I wince as I tug off the condom and then roll onto my back, panting hard as I drag her on top of me.
I leash both of my hands in her hair and pull her face down to mine so that I can kiss her. She wraps her arms around my neck but she lets me take the lead, her body small and warm, her butt too soft and perky to resist. I untangle one of my hands from her hair so that I can squeeze lovingly at her butt and she giggles into my mouth, making me smile as I kiss her.
I don’t let her out of my arms for the entire night.