8. Chapter Eight - Tanner
Tanner
As soon as the elevator doors close behind us, I crowd her against the cold metal wall and she melts against me, like her body was made to fit mine.
My eyes fixate on her lip that she's pulled between her teeth and her long eyelashes flutter, breath hitching and eyes glossy with heat.
"I’m serious, Tanner," she whispers, leaning in closer to snake her arm past me to press the button for my floor. "I'm a one-night kind of girl."
"I heard you," I say, my voice just above a whisper, grinning when she shudders at the sound of my voice. “And trust me, I’ll make this night so unforgettable you’ll be begging me for more.”
I bridge the gap between us, capturing her lips in another heated kiss. As she lifts herself onto her tiptoes, she buries her fingers in my hair, fingertips digging into my scalp as she melts into the kiss.
And suddenly, the elevator door dings and we break the kiss, heavy breaths mingling as we stare at each other while the heavy metal doors open. Glancing at the little screen above the floor buttons, I realize we’ve reached mine.
"Thank God, for a second I thought someone was joining us," I say with a chuckle and take her hand, pulling her into the deserted hallway with me, the sound of our steps muffled by the thick carpet as we make our way to my room. The melodic sound of her giggle as she almost has to jog to keep up with my quick strides goes straight to my cock, my fingers itching with the urge to peel her out of her clothes and have her writhing in pleasure at my hands.
I fumble with the keycard, distracted by her hands sneaking under my shirt and the heat of her stare fixated to my face as she impatiently watches me trying to find the right way to hold the card to unlock my door, a little happy hum coming from her throat at the soft click of the door unlocking.
Once inside, I try to fumble it into the key card slot so we can have some light, but after barely a second I give up, way too impatient as her hands are already grabbing my coat, all but tearing it down my shoulders.
"Well, I don't think we need lights for what's about to happen after all.” I chuckle and grab her hands, pulling her so close to me that not even a sheet of paper would fit between the two of us.
For a moment, we look at each other wordlessly, catching our breaths. Fuck, she’s so pretty. An orange glow from the streetlamps illuminates the side of her face, making her seem ethereal, like an entity straight from my wildest dreams.
Slowly, I lift her hand to my face and press a kiss into her palm, watching as her cheeks darken. Fuck, I can’t wait to make her blush even more.
Reaching for that oversized thing she’s calling a scarf, I gently unravel it from around her neck, carefully draping it on one of the hooks by my door. Then I help her out of her jacket, all urgency suddenly gone.
I don’t want her just for a fuck. I want to worship her, bring her so much pleasure that all she can picture when she pleasures herself after this night is my face and my voice in her ear.
"We've got the whole night," I whisper with a grin, gently cradling her face in my hands. "No need to rush."
Her lips pull into a tiny smile.
"You have a lot more patience than I do, Tanner," she whispers, her hands finding the hem of my sweatshirt. But then her tone turns serious. "Don't look at me like you intend to make love." She pulls it up along with my shirt, right over my head, and I let them fall to the ground at our feet. "Because we both know that's not what's going to happen here tonight."
My heart races as my eyes search her face, finding her jaw set and resolve written all over it.
"Okay." I shrug and lean down, not denying it. She wants it more heated? Not a problem.
I snake my arms around her, and three seconds later, she's on my bed, the air rushing from her lungs in an amused squeak as her back hits the mattress.
"Holy shit," she curses under her breath, and I lean in right next to her ear for a deep chuckle.
"Does that suit your style more?" I ask with a grin as she trails her fingers up my bare sides, leaving a tingling trace on my skin.
"Eh," she says, teasing me by increasing the pressure as she traces her fingertips down my shoulders, sending a shiver down my spine. “You’re on the right track.”
"You know, you’re still wearing way too many clothes for what I want to do to you." I grin and pull her up by the collar of her sweatshirt, until she's in a seated position.
“Then you should change that,” she whispers, and I grab the hem of her sweatshirt, pulling it off along with the long-sleeved and regular shirt she’s wearing underneath for warmth. A satisfied hum forms in my throat when my fingertips finally feel her warm skin beneath.
“Fuck it,” I whisper and lean down, pulling her into a kiss as my hands fumble with the button of her jeans, trying to open it while her hands are fighting with my belt.
I break the kiss, long enough to pull the jeans and leggings underneath off her legs, then jump up to pull my jeans and boxers off, kicking them aside.
"Now that's more my style," she whispers with a seductive smirk, reaching behind her back to unhook her bra, slowly revealing her perfect breasts.
Damn.
I can't help but growl when she throws the garment aside. "Is this what you imagined when you tried to hit me up?" She lets her hair fall over her shoulder as she leans back on her elbows, a mischievous glint in her eyes.
"No," I growl, climbing over her until my body covers her and our lips are only a breath apart. “So much better.”
I catch her lips in a seething kiss that leaves her whimpering into my mouth as I try to explore every inch of her body: the soft skin along her hips, her nipples that start to harden under my touch, her thundering heartbeat under my palm.
I swallow her moan as my hand trails between her legs, exploring her inner thighs.
Fuck. I might only have this one night, but I fear she has just become my addiction.
"Tanner," she whimpers when I break the kiss, and the way she says it, so full of need, makes the sound shoot through my body like an electric shock.
“Such beautiful sounds,” I growl, smirking when it makes her whole body tense, then shiver until she starts to squirm under me. “Tell me, Summer, what have you imagined?”
I push my knee between her legs, grinning when she continues to squirm, trying for friction where she wants it most.
“Did we do it on a bed? Or did I fuck you by the window, for all the world to see?” I mumble, starting to kiss a trail down her neck. “Did you imagine me touching you like this?”
“Tanner, for the love of God—” she curses but it turns into a moan when I swipe a finger through her folds, finding her clit with ease.
“Did you imagine my fingers inside you?” I ask, circling her entrance with my fingertip, teasing her until her words turn from curses to incoherent whimpers.
My lips capture her nipple, giving it teasing flicks with my tongue.
“Fuck, you’re so wet already,” I whisper, pushing my finger inside her. “So ready for me.”
“Tanner,” she moans weakly, and I grin as I trail my tongue to her other breast.
"I love the effect my voice has on you," I keep mumbling as I kiss the light trail down her throat. “Knowing it makes you this hot.”
“Will you keep talking the whole time?” she asks with feigned annoyance in her voice.
"Right now I think I'd rather do something else with my mouth," I whisper and kiss a path down her body. There's nothing more intoxicating than her right now. Her limbs move almost of their own accord in an attempt to find pleasure, her cheeks flush with pleasure and her hands fist my hair, trying to push me where she wants my mouth.
Well, good thing that’s right where I want it too.
“Can’t wait to taste you,” I can’t help but tease her some more, nibbling on the skin of her inner thigh as I drive my fingers inside her again, crooking them and searching for her sweet spot. “To bury my face between those gorgeous legs of yours.”
“Well then get to i-” she whimpers and pulls on my hair as I crook my fingers just the right way. “Fuck yes!”
“Don’t come yet,” I demand and add a third finger, making her back arch off the mattress.
“Then don’t fucking make me,” she curses, and I feel her tense around my fingers.
Fuck. I groan and push her legs apart with my shoulders, swiping my tongue through her folds, closing my eyes when her sweet taste hits my tongue.
“You taste amazing, Darling,” I growl and curse under my breath when it sends a sting of pleasure straight to my cock. "Now with all that inspiration you got, any position in particular you wanted to try out?"
My question is interrupted by a moan when I begin to create a rhythm with my fingers, thrusting inside her with just the right angle.
"Ask that again when I can think straight,” she presses out and moans when I give her clit a nudge with my finger. "As you said, we have all night. Ah!"
I pull my fingers out of her, chuckling when the action is met with a whimper and her knees instinctively pulling together.
I sit up and nudge her legs apart again, groaning when I get a look at her glistening pussy.
With a grin, I grab her ankles and put her legs over my shoulders, making her shriek in surprise when it lifts most of her body off the mattress.
“Tanner! Let me down!” Only her shoulders and head remain on the bed, her hands hitting the mattress as she desperately tries to find something to hold onto. But before she can complain any further, my tongue circles her clit, drawing a long sigh from her.
"Holy fuck," she moans, her fingers now digging into my thigh, and I answer with a low hum against her sensitive bud. "Ta-ahhh," her moan turns into a scream when I push my fingers inside her again, picking up a fast rhythm immediately.
"Come for me, Summer," I growl against her pussy, plunging my fingers inside her. "Come on now, don't be shy."
"So close," she whimpers, her eyes fluttering closed and her eyebrows furrowing as she moves her hips, chasing her release.
I circle her clit with my tongue, guided by her increasingly loud moans and curses until her whole body starts to tremble, her thighs tightening around my neck and her channel tightening around my fingers.
“Coming, I’m com- ah!” she shouts, her fingers digging into my thighs as her whole body goes rigid, then shakes with waves of pleasure. “Fuck, Tanner,” she whimpers as I continue my pleasure-bringing torture on her clit, slowly lowering her into the mattress as I try to stretch out her orgasm.
Until she buries her hands in my hair and pulls me up.
"Oh, we're going to have so much fun," she whispers breathlessly and with a satisfied smile playing at her lips.
“We haven’t even started yet.” My lips stretch into a wicked grin as I slowly crawl over her body, positioning myself at her entrance.
"Wait," she suddenly says, eyes wide, an expression of shock on her face as she presses her hands against my chest.
I freeze, eyes immediately jumping to her face. Is something wrong? Did she change her mind?
"Do you have a condom?" she asks in a whisper, and I lower myself on her, groaning as I bury my face in the mattress and curse under my breath.
"Yes, of course. One moment." I get up and reach for my pants. There should be some in my wallet, but desire is clouding my brain and I fumble, trying to pull it out of the pocket too quickly.
"I’m sorry," she whispers and when I glance at her, worry is written all over her face. "I didn't want to ruin the moment."
She pauses when I look at her confused.
"Darling, never apologize for looking out for yourself." I shake my head at her.
Finally, I've found a condom, so I pull it out of my wallet and hold it up between my fingers for her to see before I tear open the foil packaging and put it on as quickly as humanly possible, then throw the empty wrapper aside as I climb back into bed.
"I'm still sorry for ruining the moment," she says, evading my gaze, her blonde wavy hair feathered over the pillow, her breasts rising and falling with each breath, and a happy smile on her flushed face.
"Don’t worry. I’ll make sure we’ll have many more,” I press a kiss to her neck, “‘moments’ tonight. I'll be more than happy to replicate it for you."
"As talented as your tongue is," she grins and reaches for my cock, giving it a gentle stroke that almost makes my knees buckle even though I’m basically laying on top of her, "I think it's about time you fuck me until I can't walk anymore."
"Well, if that isn’t the hottest thing I've heard out of your mouth yet," I whisper and wink at her, slowly pressing my cock against her entrance until I sink inside her, groaning when her warmth welcomes me.
“Fuck, Darling. You take my cock so well,” I whisper, right next to her ear, grinning when it makes her dig her fingertips into my hips.
“You feel amazing, Darling,” I continue, whispering her praise until I’m fully inside her. I lift myself off her, only enough to come face to face with her, my mouth only a breath apart from hers.
"You're okay?" I ask her with strained voice, fighting for breath.
Fuck, she feels so amazing. It’s taking every ounce of willpower I can muster to not fuck her without consideration, chasing my own high, and spill every last drop of my seed inside her.
“You’re big,” she whispers through gritted teeth, making me chuckle. “Feel so good.” She arches her back off the mattress, but her face is still tinted with pain. I remain completely still, until she opens her eyes again and exhales with a soft, happy hum.
“Fuck me, Tanner.”
My arms strain as I pull out of her slowly, only to thrust insider again with force, grinning when she moans and digs her nails into my shoulders.
"You feel amazing, baby," I whisper against her throat, grinning when I see goosebumps forming on her skin. “You’re taking me so well. So fucking pretty with my cock in you.”
I slowly pick up my pace, wishing this could last forever. But it doesn’t take long until I feel a familiar tug in my balls and curse under my breath. “Fuck, Summer.”
Her walls tighten at my growl, a steady stream of incoherent whimpers falling from her lips as she trails her fingers down my back.
"Tanner," she cries between whimpers, and I don’t think I’ll ever have enough of hearing my name from her lips. "Almost there again."
"Fuck, Darling. Me too," I manage to press out before pulling back from her, much to her protest.
I need to go faster, I need to go harder but she let go of me, so I pull her up with me, having her sit in my lap. I drive into her quicker, and with more force, until her fingertips dig into my shoulders so harshly, I'm sure they break my skin.
"Tanner," she cries out, her core tightening and I know she’s about to come.
“Do it, Summer,” I growl, thrusting into her relentlessly. “Come for me.”
Instantly, I feel her come apart around me and I continue to fuck her through her orgasm, watching her face flush with pleasure, eyebrows creasing as waves of pleasure shoot through her.
“Summer,” I growl just before my own orgasm washes over me. "Holy fuck," I mumble against her throat, and continue to drive myself into her, my whole body tense. Her fingers, playing with strands of my hair on my neck as I cum inside her. She’s everywhere, commanding all of my senses. The way she feels around my cock, her heavy breaths right next to my ear, the taste of her essence still on my tongue and the scent of her shampoo driving me crazy while all I can see is her face.
"Fuck, yeah, we need to do that again, later," she whispers, and my eyes dart to her exhausted yet happy face, adorned with a satisfied grin and her cheeks still flush.
I press a kiss to the corner of her mouth. "Don’t worry,” I say with a wicked grin. “I intend to do that many more times tonight."
"I'll hold you to that." She bites her lip, but the grin remains on her lips.
And that's when the realization washes over me like a tsunami: I might just have gotten myself into more than I can handle here.