Dropping his head, he knew he deserved every word she spoke. “Sweetheart, these last few days have been torture. Not having you by my side at night was killing me. Not being able to hold you in my arms, unable to pull you close to me, is something I’m never going through again. No more being away from you. I’m coming home and we’re going to do this the right way.”
He felt her shiver beneath him as she looked into his eyes. Tanner leaned down to kiss her again softly, pouring out all the feelings he’d been forced to hold inside this week. She didn’t return the kiss for a moment and he thought he still hadn’t convinced her that he was back. That maybe she was still angry at him.
He didn’t care. Even if it took the rest of his life, he’d make it up to her. He just needed a sign that she was still here with him.
Tanner’s heart surged inside his chest when he finally felt her lips moving under his. About damn time. After shoving her top up, he grabbed her soft breasts in both hands squeezing her tiny dark brown nipples gently before following the caress with his mouth. He started out with light touches of his tongue against her turgid flesh, but when he sucked her flesh into his mouth, she cried out, pressing her soft bodyagainst him begging and pleading for more.
Lifting his head, he shifted his body so that he lay between her legs. “I’ve missed you so much. If we ever have another fight in the future, I’m not leaving our home. I’ll sleep on the couch. In a spare bedroom. Anything except leave you.”
Chantell nodded her head in agreement, her eyes shimmering with tears that refused to fall. “I was hurting too, Tanner. When I saw you at the bar, I almost ran to you and begged you to take me home.”
He smiled at her before kissing her softly on the lips. “Is that right?”
“Oh yes, I was willing to finally let it all out and show everyone in this town just who you belong to.”
“I almost wished you would have.” Leaning down, he kissed the soft skin of her neck, his tongue licking her skin. Damn, there was something about the taste of her skin that drove him crazy. “I want you naked. I need to be inside you.”
He slipped a hand up the leg of her shorts seeking the slippery flesh he’d become addicted to over the years. She was so wet for him,hemoaned out loud. Her silky juices coated his hand as he rubbed his fingers against her bare mound. He leaned back just far enough to unfasten the shorts and slip them and her panties off her hips. Placing his head at the juncture of her thighs, he swiped the tender flesh with his tongue before wrapping his lips around her hardened clit. He suctioned hard and quick, his tongue flicking against the flesh just the way his woman liked it.
Dipping his head lower, his tongue lapped at her pussy from bottom to top. Spreading her womanly folds, he stared at her, his mouth watering with anticipation. Nothing would stop him from tasting her. Grabbing her clit with his lips, he pulled and sucked, even as her body thrashed on the bed above him. Tanner wanted her to break apart in his arms; to know that he was the only one who could bring her pleasure like this.
That she really believed he would give her up. That he’d allow these motherfuckers to pull them apart. Now she was pregnant with his child. He owed her everything and he was going to give it to her. Focusing on making Chantell lose her damn mind, he focused on the task in front of him. Wrapping his arms around her hips, he pulled her closer to his mouth even as she tried to escape. She would never leave him. Fuck that shit. She was his and had been his since they were kids. Nothing and no one would break them apart.
“Fuck! Tanner! This feels so good…”
He didn’t bother answering her pleas. Words weren’t necessary right now and his mouth was busy.
If his baby continued to pant breathlessly and moan her pleasure, he must be doing something right. His cock thickened as he continued tasting her dripping wetness, her moans encouraging him to continue.
“Oh, damn… Yes, please, I’m about to come! Keep going, Tanner. Oh fuck, yes!” Chantell yelled out into the room, her voice breaking as the last couple of words.
Her body broke apart underneath him. Chantell’s back arched. Those beautiful toes he loved to suck curled into the blanket on top of their bed. Her juices flowed into his mouth. Tanner loved the taste of her and couldn’t get enough. He wanted to stay between her legs all night if she’d let him. He continued to lick and sip at her center until he was sure he had lapped up all her wetness.
Without preamble, he spread her legs even wider and thrust his cock inside her in one motion. She cried out and he almost stopped. Then again, his baby loved it a little rough. Just as a smile came over his lips and he began to stroke even deeper, Chantell shifted underneath him and began urging him on.
“I missed you, Tanner. Yes, just like that. Oh, God!”
“You are so fucking beautiful,” he whispered, looking into her gorgeous face.
With increasing urgency, he slid into her wet sheath again and again not wanting the ecstasy to end but knowing he would die if it didn’t. More. He needed more of her. The woman beneath him was all he’d ever dreamed about. All he’d ever wanted.
Flipping them over, he lay against the bed, placing Chantell on top. “Ride me, baby.”
Slow at first, she lifted her body up and down to get more of his thickness inside her. Chantell hissed each time her body allowed him more room inside, accommodating him like no other woman could, or would. Closing her eyes, she rolled her hips,
As he watched the tears begin to flow down her face, he raised his hands and wiped the wetness from her face. “Don’t cry, sweetheart.”
“I’m just happy. You mean everything to me, Tanner.” Even as she said the words, she didn’t slow her pace. There was something almost primal in the emotional response, even as his body answered in kind. He knew this was something they both needed. Tanner strained against the impulse to move his hips and take control.
He stared directly into her eyes as she finally came. Her wetness coated his dick as he grabbed her close, releasing inside her body. As the seconds passed, neither said a word, yet their silence increased the intensity of the moment.
He reached up and touched the tears that still streamed down her face. He brought the hand back to his mouth and tasted her tears, telling her without words that he understood exactly what she was feeling, how much he’d hurt her, and rededicating himself to her and the family they were building. It was time to bury the pain and start their lives together.
Just as they were drifting off to sleep, he whispered in her ear. “I love you Chantell. Always have and always will.”
After a short nod, she whispered back at him. “I know. No matter what we’ve been through, I’ve always known that.” Pressing her back against his front, she settled in deeper within the circle of his arms. “I love you right back.”
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