Chapter 9
Nine
WRYAN
W e pull up to his house, and, as usual, I’m struck by the beauty of it. I wish I could live here or that I found it first. It’s perfect. He stops at the front door and gets out of the car. I watch his body as he stalks toward my side, making me pant. He’s so sexy, like a jungle cat stalking its prey.
He opens my door after letting Eddie out, and I’m so struck by him that I don’t unfasten my seat belt. I let him do it. I love his hands on me. He lifts me out bridal style and carries me to the front door. As he enters a code in the keyless entry, I lean in and kiss his throat, sliding my tongue over it. The corded muscles tighten, and I’m struck by how strong he is and that he’s all mine.
After he kicks the door closed behind us and locks it, he issues an order for Eddie to stay. To my surprise, Eddie obeys him.
Tanner heads right for the stairs and up them without pausing. I’ve never been up here, and part of me wants to look around, but I really am hungry for him. I continue licking, sucking, and kissing his neck and chin. His stubble against my lips turns me on. He carries me into the primary suite, where he finally sets me down next to the bed.
“This is the last warning you’ll get, kitten. As soon as I get between those silky thighs again, I’m not giving you a chance to run.” His gruff voice has an edge to it.
In answer, I unhook my overalls and let them fall, revealing my black top and panties underneath. I start to sit on the bed, but he stops me with a finger under my chin.
“I warned you.”
“I want all of you again. I’ve missed you.” I’m breathless and lost in the moment.
He leans down and takes my lips gently, but as soon as I open for him, he dives in and takes everything. Dominating and bruising my lips. I wrap my arms around his shoulders and slide my hands through his short hair. He lifts me up by my ass, and I feel the bed at the back of my legs before he pushes me down. He steps back, and I watch him through my hooded lids.
Tanner removes my boots, dropping them to the floor with a loud clunk. He slides my long socks and overalls off next. He tugs his shirt off, followed by his pants. His long cock stands at attention, a drop of precum on the tip. I lick my lips, wanting to suck it off. I look up to his eyes when he groans. The green is overpowering, and he’s focused on me. I reach down and lift my top, sliding it off and exposing my breasts that are straining against the bra that’s almost too small for them.
“Fuck, kitten. I can’t wait to lick their milk.” He slides a finger in each side of my panties and drags them down my legs. I unhook my bra and grab my breasts, playing with my nipples. I removed my nipple piercings months ago so they could heal and I could nurse our baby. He drops to his knees beside the bed and presses my feet onto the mattress, opening me up.
His nose brushes against my nether lips, and I cry out as my hands fly to his head. I want to press him in, but I don’t. I just slide my hands through his hair instead. He moans before his tongue starts sliding up and down my pussy. He uses a hand to open me up and dives in. His tongue fucks into me like it does when he kisses me, and I slide my hand between him and my pussy to play with my clit.
I need to get off.
“I’m so close already, Tanner,” I say, and he pulls away.
“Hands over your head, kitten,” he orders.
I do as he says, and he leans back down, sucking my clit in deep. I scream as the first orgasm hits me hard. He doesn’t stop, though. He releases my clit and returns to my entrance, taking every part of me. He licks and sucks. His thumb circles the rosebud of my ass, and my hips buck as I come again. I feel the intrusion, and my second orgasm rolls into another.
When I am finally able to see straight, he’s sliding into my body in a long, deep thrust. He leans over me and takes a nipple in his mouth as he continues to move inside me. I start moving my hips, needing him faster and harder, but he pulls back slightly so I don’t get the full penetration.
“You won’t hurt us. Fuck me, Tanner,” I beg. “Please. I need you.”
“I’m. Going. To. Make. Love. To. You.” He says each word like a sentence, gritted through his teeth, and I’m momentarily lost in his words. He wants to make love to me.
I still my hips and let him move, but it’s becoming too much. Each long and slow thrust causes his pelvis to press into my clit. I’m barely hanging on.
I can’t stop the tightening of my core if I wanted to. When he looks down at me, I almost see madness in his eyes before his pupils overtake everything as he slams into me, making me scream. He pulls out and slams in again, and I cry out.
“Yes. Yes. Tanner. Yes.”
“No more fucking. Just you and me, kitten. Loving you forever.” His words are punctuated by a thrust, and I scream again as my orgasm slams into me.
Tanner
Her orgasm takes me over, and I plant myself deep, coming so hard it feels like I’m being twisted inside out. I look down at her and wonder if she really heard my words. I love her, and I want her to know it. But I’m afraid it will scare her off. Or that she will think I’m only saying it because we are having sex or because of the baby. It’s none of those. It’s all her nerdy self.
I hold myself up over her, not wanting to put any pressure on the baby. As soon as I trust my legs not to collapse, I slowly pull out. She mewls and sighs. Her dazed eyes are focused on my cock. It’s still partially hard. I want her again, but I don’t want to hurt her.
I lift her up and carry her to the adjoining bathroom, where I slip into the shower and hit the controls. The cold stream hits me first and then warms. I hold her against my body as I slowly lower her legs, making sure she can bear the weight and that her heart rate is good. She practically purrs as I wash her body.
She’s dressed in one of my shirts. It’s longer than the dress she wore the first time I saw her. She’s sitting on the counter as I look in the fridge for something to make for us to eat. Eddie already had his dinner and is relaxed on the kitchen floor. I set up his food bowls and stocked his kibble before the first time I went to her apartment. Ridley told me what to purchase.
“Here, let me.” She slides off the counter.
I lean against the other as she pulls out some leftovers. She knows where everything is in the kitchen. She prepares us a meat, gravy, and potato dish, the gravy being the only part she makes from scratch. I just watch her, loving the sight of her feeling at home in my kitchen.
We sit at the bar to eat with her sitting next to me. I hate that I’m going to have to take her back to her apartment tonight. I want her to stay here. I look over to where Eddie has now moved to the rug in the great room. They are both content in my home.
I’m not going to remind her that she should go back to her apartment. I’ll let her bring it up. As we eat, we ask each other questions. I learn that she might be heading to LA right after the New Year to help with production on the show.
“The baby will still be a newborn.” I hate reminding her.
“I know. That’s why I’m requesting that I do it over Zoom. I don’t want to travel when she’s that young,” she says. I can’t hide the breath of relief that escapes me. She reaches out and presses her hand to my leg. “Tanner, our daughter is my priority. I won’t jeopardize her or our relationship. They can do this over the phone or via video chat.”
“I know she means so much to you. Have you thought of a name for her?”
“I was thinking, since she’s due at Christmastime, we could do a play on a holiday name.” She smiles.
“I like that idea. How about Noel?” I suggest.
“I really like that, but how about we spell it N-o-e-l-l-e? That way it won’t always seem like a Christmas name.”
“Good idea.” I slide a hand along her arm and up to her neck. She leans into my touch, and I feel myself falling deeper for her.
“I have to get back,” she says softly, and I nod.
I hold her hand the whole drive back. As we pass the cliffs heading back to town, I roll down my window so we can hear the waves crashing below.
“I’ve always loved that sound, but I hate this part of the road.”
“Why?”
“I have a fear of going over the cliff.”
“That won’t happen, kitten. I won’t let it.”
“Thank you.” She leans her head back, and we both listen as we drive through the darkness to her apartment. The urge to turn around and take her back to my house grows as we get closer to hers.