“Some things never change. Youalwaysfell asleep in the car.”
“I know.” I stretch and yawn. “But in my defense, I didn’t sleep this time. I was just resting my eyes.”
“If we had to go much further, you would have been snoring inside of two minutes.”
“I don’t snore.” I narrow my eyes at him before getting out of the car and walking with him to the house. I haven’t been in the little guest house since last week.
“It’s a delicate, ladylike snore.”
“Ipurr,” I inform him as he unlocks the door. “There’s a difference.”
“Right. Okay.” He laughs, and I walk straight back to the bedroom to change into something comfortable.
But right after I’ve pulled off my shirt and pants, Tanner appears behind me and glides his hands over my belly.
“Well, hello there.”
His lips find the ball of my shoulder. “You’re beautiful.”
Tanner doesn’t seem to ever get tired of telling me how much he wants me. And frankly, I don’t get tired of hearing it.
“Did I interrupt?” His hands journey up to my breasts. My head falls back on his shoulder.
“I was just about to take off my bra.”
I feel him smile against my skin, and then my bra falls to the floor at my feet.
“Thanks.”
“Anytime.” He nibbles a line up my shoulder to my neck. “I’m going to make love to you.”
“Oh, good, I thought maybe you were just teasing me.”
Suddenly, he pushes me forward, and sweet lust becomes primal arousal. “Press your hands on the wall.”
I do, without hesitation. I widen my stance just a little, and Tanner’s thumbs hitch in the sides of my underwear, then he peels them down my legs, and I step out of them.
I don’t feel him stand back up behind me, and I look over my shoulder, only to find him squatted there, staring at my bare ass.
His hands work magic from my thighs, up over the globes of my backside, and then he presses his thumbs on either side of my lips and spreads me wide.
I cry out when he covers me with his mouth, and when his tongue laps at my lips, then inside of me, then down to my clit, I turn, but Tanner simply shakes his head.
“Face the fucking wall, Sarah, and back to where I put you.”
I raise an eyebrow, but he’s so damn sexy with my wetness on his lips and the fire in his eyes that I do what I’m told.
And I’m rewarded with a light smack on the ass and his mouth devouring me. I still cry out, but I don’t move, careful to stay exactly where he wants me, even if I have to push up onto my toes and press harder into the wall.
It’s a wonder that I don’t break right through the drywall.
The first orgasm is a dam bursting. I can’t help but push back against his face, and my God, it feels like my knees will buckle.
But they don’t.
And after I’ve ridden that wave, he scoops me up and tosses me unceremoniously onto the bed and covers my body with his.
I reach for his cock, stroking it firmly from tip to root before he grits his teeth and sinks inside of me.