13. Chapter Thirteen - Summer
Summer
I don't know how we make it up to my room. One moment we were sneaking through the lobby like James Bond on a mission to evade our families, then we're in the otherwise empty elevator, kissing like our lives depend on it. The next moment he's kicking the door to my room shut behind him, his lips still locked on mine as he walks me backward into my room, bypassing the light switch, hands roaming my body.
I breathe a satisfied hum into the kiss, and he swallows it greedily, pulling his jacket off and letting it fall to the ground, then tearing mine off my shoulders, leading me further inside until my back hits the window next to my bed.
"Fuck," I breathe into the kiss, feeling the corners of his lips lift into a grin, his hands slipping under my shirt, his palms warm on my skin as he draws gentle paths on it.
Without hesitation he opens my jeans and his hand slips inside my panties, his fingers quickly finding my core, drawing a satisfied sigh from my lips as he finds me wet and ready for him.
"Fuck," he breaks the kiss and presses his lips against my throat instead. "You're soaking already, Darling, so fucking ready for me.”
“Been thinking of your cock inside me," I whisper back with a wink. “About how perfectly it fills me." My last word turns into a moan as he pushes two of his fingers inside me.
"Fuck yes,” I whisper against his neck. “Tanner, we're still wearing too many clothes."
He lets go of me, but only to swiftly pull down my pants and panties, making me step out of my shoes before he stands up to rip my shirt off as well.
"Right here?" I ask him with my eyebrow lifted high, eyes jumping between him and the window.
“It's dark, Summer.” There's a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Nobody will see."
"Are you sure?" I bite my lip. It’s not that late yet, this feels profoundly different than fooling around on his armchair by the window in the middle of the night. Yet it’s absolutely something I really, really want to do again.
"No, I’m not, " he admits with a grin and gets on his knees in front of me, pushing my legs apart. "But you better make your decision now." His eyes wander on my face, slowly down my body until they find my glistening pussy. "Because I can almost taste you on my lips already." His tongue darts out to wet his lips. “And I can't hold back much longer.”
My eyes dart from him to the curtains, to the window. I can't exactly make out anything in the windows on the other side of the canal, so it should be fine the other way around as well, right?
Resolution washes over me and I take a deep breath.
It has to be fine. Because, turns out, I’m all out of fucks to give.
"Okay," I whisper, and I swear it makes his whole face light up. He lifts my leg over his shoulder, and I almost stumble and lose my balance, but he quickly steadies me with his strong arms.
"I got you, Darling. Stay upright for me." Oh God. Did that just make my heart flutter?
"Trying," I press out, my whole body vibrating with need and coldness since my back is pressed against the cool window. His face is positioned right at my pussy, and I feel his breath feathering over my wetness, the stubble of his beard rough against the inside of my thighs.
"Hold onto me," he whispers, and I barely manage to bury my hands in his hair when he buries his face in my pussy, his tongue immediately finding my clit.
"Fuck! Tanner!"
Zaps of pleasure shoot through me as he hums happily, his fingers finding my entrance again, torturing me by toying with the rim, but not entering.
"I love how you taste," he growls, circling my clit with his tongue, robbing me of my sanity before I can reply. My hold on his hair tightens, pulling on it as I try to keep my balance as his tongue makes me feel like he elevates me into another dimension.
It's a wonder that my leg is not giving out, the way that man is feasting on my pussy. I'm going to get addicted to this.
He pulls my clit between his lips and lets out a long, deep hum that sends goosebumps all over my body.
"Holy fuck," I curse under my breath, thinking straight impossible. His voice is so deep, it feels like he's sending sound waves straight to my clit. “Oh my God, Tanner.”
He lights up at my incoherent blabbering, doing it again, while finally sinking his fingers inside me. A familiar pressure starts forming in my core and I pull on his hair.
"Tanner, I'm almost there."
"That’s good.” He grins, giving my clit another flick with his tongue. “Come for me, Darling," he whispers. "Now."
And my body listens to him. Fingers digging into his scalp, I shout his name as my whole body coils in pleasure, then comes apart around his fingers.
I got you, Darling," he whispers, his fingers doubling their efforts as he fucks me through my orgasm with them, drawing it out until my leg starts shaking and a scream gets stuck in my throat as I fight for breath.
"Did you like that?" He lowers my leg from his shoulders, kissing his way up my body starting at my ankle until finally he captures my chin with between his fingers.
"Oh yes." I grin, even wider so when he grabs my butt and lifts me off the ground. I instinctively lock my legs around his hip, licking a trail up his neck until I stop right next to his ear.
"God, I love your voice," I whisper, kissing a trail down the side of his neck.
“More than my cock?” I’m not going to lie, the arrogance as he lifts his eyebrow cockily is kind of hot.
"It's a tie." I giggle after pretending to think about it for a moment, a grin on my lips as he lowers me onto the mattress.
"Crawl up a bit for me, baby," he growls after letting me go, and a shudder overcomes me as his voice gently caresses my skin like the softest touch.
"Enjoying the view?" I ask as I turn around, sticking out my ass to do just that with a seductive swing in my hip.
"Not as much as I'll enjoy your pussy around my cock."
When I turn around again, it's to find him grinning and biting his lip.
"Fuck." He palms his hard cock, and my tongue darts out to run over my lips. That man looks downright delicious.
While I crawled up the bed, he quickly slipped out of his clothes, now standing in front of the bed completely naked, his hungry eyes scanning every inch of my naked skin.
"Condom?" I ask, and he nods, lifting his hand with a foil packet between his fingers. "Good." My grin widens as an idea shoots through my head.
"Now, do you want to put it on and fuck me? Or watch some more?" I bite my lip and throw my head back with a soft moan as I let my hands glide over my body, opening my legs so he can have a perfect view as my fingers find my entrance, dipping inside me with a wet sound, and I add another moan for good measure.
"Get your hand away right now," he demands with a mischievous grin, climbing onto the bed, and reaching for my wrists to pin them over my head, his fingers entering me swiftly. "This is mine now."
Blood rushes to my cheeks as he presses his lips against mine. Fuck, that's hot.
He takes the condom in his teeth, then lets me go to rip the packaging open and quickly put it on as my hungry gaze follows every movement.
"Hurry up." I tease him by letting my hand wander towards my pussy, then evade it at the last moment. "Can't wait to feel you again.”
“You’re going to feel me the next few days," he promises with a grin and lines himself up to my wet opening, “I'll make sure of that.”
He presses the tip of his cock against my entrance, and I grimace when he starts to push inside. His length might be average, but goddamn, his width is driving me crazy.
"Oh," I let out a long moan. And he lowers his body as he continues, covering me like a blanket, his face only a breath away from mine.
"You fill me so good," I whisper, moaning again when it elicits a low, nervous chuckle from him.
"And you're so beautiful, taking me, Darling." He presses his lips against mine. "Love the way you feel around me." He pushes in further, and I gasp. "So fucking perfect, Darling."
My hands roam over his back, fingertips digging into his shoulders, as he presses further in, only starting to relax once he's fully inside.
"Give me a moment," I whisper, tracing a gentle pattern onto his back with my fingertips as I adjust to his size.
"All the time you need, Darling." He catches my chin between his fingers, keeping me right where he wants me as he captures my lips in a kiss, his tongue demanding a scorching dance that steals the breath from my lungs. His hand wanders between our bodies, toying with my clit until I squirm, not able to wait anymore.
"I'm ready," I whisper into the kiss, and without breaking it, he starts to move.
"Fuck." I let go of his back and pull back from the kiss to breathe and bury one of my hands in his hair, pulling at it as a long moan escapes me.
"Fuck yes, Tanner!”
“Summer," he whispers my name, and it sounds so in awe. "Look at me," he demands, and my eyes jump from the ceiling, that's so much prettier than my own, to his. "Look at me as I fuck you." He picks up his pace, one of his hands palming my breasts, roughly playing with my nipple.
"I adore you like this," he continues to growl. “Writhing in pleasure, giving yourself up to me.” I don't know what he’s doing, but somehow he must have changed the angle because all of a sudden, he's thrusting inside me just right, and I shout his name.
"That's it, baby, come again for me." He drives himself into me faster, and I feel the familiar pressure building in my core.
"Eyes open, Darling." I force myself to blink them open, watching him, creased eyebrows, cheeks flushed with pleasure, and a drop of sweat running down the side of his face.
"Come for me, Summer." And that's all it takes for him to push me over the edge. I pull him down to me, and he swallows my shouts as I come apart around him while he fucks me through my second orgasm of the night, chasing his own high.
"Tanner, I can't,” I whimper. I feel like I'm flying, already chasing my next climax, it's so overwhelming.
"I got you, Darling. Eyes on me,” he reminds me as he picks up his pace. "I'm almost there, baby." He ignores my whimpers, and I can't do anything but focus on his eyes.
"Will you come with me, Darling?" he whispers, a smirk on his lips. I want to shout, I want to cry, but all I can do is dig my fingertips into his hips and moan.
"Come on, baby, I know you've got one more in you." He bites his lip, his eyebrows furrowing in pleasure.
"Fuck, Summer, I'm almost there.”
“Give it to me," I press out, holding his gaze, my eyes are barely open, but it seems good enough for him. "Give me your cum," I whisper, and a low growl escapes him, as his whole body tenses, a groan falling from his lips as I feel him spurt inside the condom.
"Fuck," he grunts, his hand quickly wandering between our bodies to circle my clit to draw my third orgasm out of me, and before I know it, I come apart, together with him, forcing my eyes to remain open.
Goddamn it, it's hard to keep them open when all you want to do is drown in pleasure, but there is something so profound about our gazes locking as I come apart around him and take every single drop of his cum.
"Oh my God," I whisper once I've caught my breath. This felt intense, so much more intense than any of my prior experiences.
"Taking the words right out of my mouth," he whispers, his mouth right next to my ear as he's covering my body with his, "You are incredible, Darling."
"Can't complain either." I grin and welcome his kiss, savoring it.
I never thought I'd find my future in Amsterdam, but damned if I'm not glad that Luca convinced me to come along.
Thanks to him, I get to fall asleep in Tanner’s arms, a smile on my lips and satisfaction numbing my limbs.
Yet I would have never imagined that after this revelation of an evening, I would be waking up alone.