I’ve Got Her
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
This is it. My girl. I’ve got her.
Now I have to show her what we’ve been missing out on all these months.
My entire body ignites, tightening under the flames, desperate to be put out by Annie. But my heart is leaping, my pulse racing and my torso feeling like a kaleidoscope as I devour her mouth. I’m like a boy gearing up for his first time, which is not what I want tonight. I want this to be the start of every great time with Annie.
“Tanner Pace, are younervous?” she asks, placing a hand over my chest where she must be able to feel every organ in my torso thrumming.
“Nervous as hell. You?”
She licks her outstanding lips – a move that tightens my jeans. “No. Not nervous. Ready.”
I nod. “I want every time to be perfect for you, Annie. I want you to know how incredible you are, to make you feel it. You deserve that.”
She steps into me, thigh between my legs, and unbuckles my belt, more in control than I could hope of feeling right now. I moan as soon as her thigh connects with my hard dick and dig my fingers into her fine ass, pulling her against me.
“Tanner, I’ve seen what you can do with a feather, so I’m pretty sure you’re going to drive me wild with your cock.”
My eyes widen at her words and I show her how her dirty mouth makes me feel when I grind my crotch against hers. “If you keep speaking to me like that this won’t last long.”
She drags my lip through her teeth. “Then the second time will be slower.”
That’s right. I get to do this over and over with the woman I love.
I take her mouth roughly and she groans, wrapping her tongue around mine, and with it taking away my nerves.
“Shirt off, Annie Quinn, right the fuck now.”
“Are you flirting with me, Tanner Pace?”
“You bet your fine ass I am.”
She takes off her shirt, unsnapping those pearls at the speed of lightening, showing me those fine tits pushed up in her bra.
I can’t resist pulling down the cup and sucking one of those sweet nipples until she’s writhing against me.
“Every part of you tastes so fucking sweet, Annie.”
I hoist her thighs so she wraps her legs around my waist as we kiss each other in a way that’s definitely more foreplay than tenderness.
It’s fast and furious, biting, nipping, hair pulling, groaning, as if months of pent-up sexual frustration are finally being unleashed. They are.
“Sofa,” Annie says between bites of my neck, and even the way she’s taking control is driving me wild.
I carry her to the sofa, where weeks ago I watched her unravel, wishing I could have her then the way I intend to now.
I take a pause to appreciate the woman straddling me, baring herself to me the way I feel naked fully clothed around her.
“You’re all woman, Annie, and you’re all mine. For keeps.”
One side of her swollen red lips curves up – the animal inside me loves that I made that happen. “I just want to say, it’s been a while for me and I know you’re experienced. I don’t want to let you down, so?—”
“Annie, you’d better be fucking kidding me. I’ve nevereverwanted anyone the way I want you. You made me come in my pants for Christ’s sake.”
Her smile broadens and she nods as I push my fingers into her hair. “We’ll take it slow, okay? If you’re uncomfortable or you want to stop, or wait, you tell me. I’ve been sitting on wood for months since you’ve lived here, a few more won’t make a difference.” She throws her head back as she bellows out a laugh. Neck taut, breasts pert, stunning. I rake a hand down her chest and gently squeeze her over her bra. “You’re calling the shots, okay?”