24. Epilogue - Summer
“Crawl to me.”
My eyes instantly shoot away from my laptop screen over to Tanner in his recording booth. Immediately upon meeting his eyes, his lips stretch into a cocky smirk, and he shoots me a wink before he focuses on his script once more.
"That's it, you’re such a good girl."
Well, I guess that concludes my workday. With a grin, I log out of my work account and close my laptop, getting up to put it on table at the far end of the room.
It's been a little less than a year since Tanner collected me at the airport like a freshly abandoned puppy and we decided to give this thing between us a chance.
Well, I decided to give us a chance, having no idea where life would lead us and if there was a way we could make it through.
But life has a funny way of working out.
As dejected as I was right after that whole airport ordeal, once I had let some time pass and taken a short breather from applications again, things worked out better than I ever expected.
I didn't make it to the company that Tanner's friend works for. Just like he said, he only gave my application a little nudge. This was never meant to turn into a nepotism hire.
I still told him to stay out of my future job applications.
And once I started to apply again, luck was on my side, and only three weeks later, I secured a job that exceeded all of my expectations. And the best thing about it? It's fully remote, which means that it doesn't matter if I work from Tanner's home or mine.
A few months after I started work, I took Luca up on his offer to permanently move into his old house. How could I not? It’s close to my parents, close enough to Tanner that we can spontaneously pick whether we want to spend the day together or apart.
Someday I will start looking for my own space. A space that I can decorate exactly how I want it. But for now, as I need a quiet spot to work and hone my independence, this was the best possible solution.
And I have to say, Mom and Dad also seem more than happy to have their house back to themselves.
I need to keep the guest room ready for Luca in case he wants to drop by, but that was really the only condition he gave me and in exchange for free rent, how could I say ‘no?’
Now, having him as a guest can either be fun as hell or my own personal hell. And whenever it's the latter, I just get into my car and spend a few days with Tanner, just like today.
While I'm sure we'll be having the "moving in together" conversation sooner or later, right now, this works perfectly for us.
Thankfully, there have been no more emergencies over the past year. No more disappearances in the middle of the night, no waking up wondering where he went, no more ghosting.
Although I've since learned that he's not a strong message writer in general, but at least I'll get some kind of reaction if I send him one.
"Now, open my pants and take out my cock. That's it, sweetheart."
I shake my head, yanked back to reality and grin, hugging a pillow to my chest as I listen.
Goddamn, his voice still never fails to make me hot. No wonder his audiobook spots have been booked out months in advance.
And I love working alongside him—getting to listen to him as I work or getting some foreplay in the form of listening to him narrating steamy scenes, just like right now.
"Yes, that's it," he growls into his microphone, making me look around for something to fan myself with.
"Take it deeper, baby girl. I know you can."
He closes his eyes. I’d once asked him what he imagined when he closed his eyes during spicy scenes, but it only earned me a pointed look that made me blush.
"Yeah, just like that. Come on, take all of me."
I think he's doing some kind of duet narration, where his counterpart is narrating the rest of the scene, and he's only speaking the dialogue. But honestly, the dialogue is all it takes to make me squirm in my seat.
"Those pretty lips of yours look so fucking sexy around my cock."
Our eyes meet again, and his tongue darts out to wet his lips, sending a wave of heat right to my cheeks and between my legs.
"Does this turn you on, baby girl? Ah, look at you, so fucking wet from sucking my cock."
I bite my lip.
"You're so needy for me. Do you want this cock to wreck your pussy? That's what I thought. Stand up."
I gulp. What I'd give to hear the rest of the scene. But truth be told, his voice is enough to make my hand slip underneath my loose jogging pants.
The wetness pooling between my thighs is undeniable.
Tanner cocks his eyebrow at me, the corner of his mouth twitching when he realizes what I’m doing. With a grin, he hits a button, then speaks into his microphone.
"If you're going to do that, at least get naked and give me a show."
He wiggles his eyebrows, and I shoot him a grin.
"Nothing I'd like more."
I jump up to step out of my jogging pants and panties, pull my shirt over my head, unclasp my bra, and let it fall to the ground as I seductively sink down on the couch.
"I'm ready. Go on," I say, positioning my ass on the very edge of the couch, opening my legs, and swiping my fingers through my already wet folds.
His eyes darken when I push two of my fingers inside while palming one of my breasts, moaning softly for good measure.
"Right," he sputters, his eyes fixated on my glistening pussy. Another soft moan falls from my lips as I circle my clit with my thumb, all while keeping my eyes on him.
"Let me fuck your mouth, and then I'll spill every last drop of my seed in your pussy," he continues, holding eye contact with me.
Holy hell, what kind of book is he narrating? I definitely have to listen to the whole scene.
But later. Right now, I'm a bit preoccupied.
I moan as I add another finger, starting to fuck myself, while letting his voice carry my imagination.
"That's it, my good girl. I know, you can take me. Fuck, you’re so pretty with my cock inside you."
Tanner's gaze turns more heated, and then he grins. It’s his turn to narrate the scene.
“I pull her up by her hair, bending her over the couch. Her scream, as I push myself inside her tight little hole, echoes from the bare walls. 'Is this what you wanted?' I ask her."
A few seconds of silence follow, probably the part of the conversation that is supposed to be spoken by his counterpart again.
"You don't want me to stop," he says, adding a little cocky chuckle. "You love the way I wreck your insides, don't you?"
I bite my lip, my breath hitching as I feel my pussy tingle. It won’t take me much longer to come.
"Look at them. All of them want your sweet little pussy, but it's mine."
He grins at me as the point of view of the scene appears to jump to his counterpart again. Wait. I must have missed the start of this scene; they’re fucking in front of people?
Fuck, that’s hot.
"You love having them watch, don't you? Well, let's show them how you come and take every last drop of my seed. Come on, scream for them. Be a good girl. Show them your pleasure."
"Oh, holy shit," I curse and gasp for breath as my walls tighten around my fingers, a moan falling from my lips as a wave of pleasure breaks over me, making me shudder with Tanner’s name on my lips.
I hear a click and when I blink my eyes open, I realize Tanner has left his booth. He’s standing in the doorframe, his cock out of his pants, giving it a lazy stroke as he watches me come just from my fingers and listening to his voice.
"Fuck, you're so hot," he growls, his eyes firmly on my fingers pumping inside my hole.
"Please," I whine, shifting on the couch, opening my legs for him. "Fuck me."
"Your wish is my command." He grins and lines himself up to my entrance, entering me in one swift thrust.
"Fuck, Tanner!"
I'm still trembling from my climax, fingers digging into his upper arms as he immediately picks up a quick and hard rhythm.
"I've been thinking about your pussy the whole day," he growls against my neck, and I pull his face to mine for a searing kiss, tongues dancing lazily as he fucks me so hard my body scoots up the couch until my back hits the armrest.
"God, I love your cock," I sigh, and instead of trying to hold onto the couch, I snake my arms around his back, holding onto his shoulders.
"And I love the way you take me," he growls, snaking his arms around my hips to turn us around so I'm on top. But that doesn't mean I'm in charge. Not with him.
No, it means he can place his hands on my hips and pull me into his thrusts. And also watch my boobs jiggle, I guess, judging from the way his eyes are transfixed on them.
"Fuck, you feel so good," I moan and throw my head back, hair feathering over my shoulders.
"Not going to take me long, Darling," he grits out, picking up his pace. "Watching you pleasure yourself had me rock hard, thinking about burying myself in that sweet pussy of yours."
"Tanner!" I moan.
With one swift move, we flip again, and I cross my leg behind his back as he pushes me towards the edge of my second orgasm.
And then I come again. My whimpers turn into incoherent shouts as he continues to fuck me, his movements turning more erratic and stiff as his pleasure overwhelms him too, and I feel him coming inside me.
We ditched the condoms long ago, after we both got tested and I got back on the pill, and it was the best decision we'd made so far. There's just something about having him come inside me, feeling him without any barriers.
"I love you," he grumbles against my throat once he's caught his breath again, and I grin into his hair.
"I love you too," I whisper and press my lips against his forehead.
I don't know what life will bring us, but the one thing I know for sure is that I don't give a fuck, as long as Tanner is by my side.
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