Page 14 of One Night Forever

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Page 14 of One Night Forever

My hands roam his muscular back as we kiss deeply. I can feel his hardness pressing against my thigh, and I ache to have him inside me. Breaking the kiss, I look into his eyes, seeing my own desire reflected back at me.

"I need you," I whisper, spreading my legs wider in invitation.

Tanner nods, positioning himself at my entrance. He enters me slowly, giving me time to adjust to his size. We both groan at the sensation of finally being joined. He stills for a moment, his forehead resting against mine.

"You feel incredible," he murmurs, his voice husky with desire. “Fuck baby, you feel so damn good. Your pussy was made for me.”

I wrap my legs around his waist, urging him deeper. "Move, please," I beg.

He starts to thrust, setting a steady rhythm that has me gasping with each stroke. My nails dig into his shoulders as the pleasure builds once again. Tanner's lips find my neck, kissing and nipping at the sensitive skin there.

"God, you're beautiful," he pants against my ear. "So perfect, and all mine."

His words send a shiver down my spine. I've never felt so desired, so cherished. It's overwhelming in the best possible way. I meet his thrusts, our bodies moving together in perfect sync. The room fills with the sounds of our moans, groans, and our bodies slapping together.

Tanner shifts slightly, changing the angle of his thrusts. Suddenly, he's hitting that spot deep inside me that makes my toes curl. I cry out, clutching him tighter as the pleasure intensifies.

"That's it, baby," he growls, his pace quickening. "Let go for me. I want to feel you come around my cock."

His words push me closer to the edge. I'm trembling, so close to falling apart. Tanner slides a hand between us, his thumb finding my clit. The added stimulation is all it takes. I shatter, calling out his name as waves of ecstasy crash over me.

My inner walls clench around him, and I feel Tanner stiffen above me. With a groan, he follows me over the edge, burying himself deep as he finds his release.

We stay connected for a long moment, both of us panting and covered in a light sheen of sweat. Tanner presses soft kisses to my face, my forehead, my cheeks, the tip of my nose - before capturing my lips in a tender kiss.

When he finally pulls out, I whimper at the loss. He gathers me in his arms, pulling me close against his chest. I snuggle into him, feeling safe and cherished in his embrace.

"You okay?" Tanner murmurs, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on my back.

I nod against his chest, still catching my breath. "More than okay," I whisper.

We lay in comfortable silence for a while, I’m trying to recover from the amazing orgasms he’s just given me. My mind wanders back to our conversation at dinner, how I'd opened up about my past. A part of me had expected Tanner to run, to decide I was too damaged. Instead, he'd held my hand across the table, his eyes full of understanding and compassion.

"Thank you," I say softly, tilting my head to look up at him.

His brow furrows slightly. "For what?"

"For..." I gesture vaguely at our naked bodies. "...This. For not letting me push you away."

Tanner's arms tighten around me. "You don't need to thank me for any of that, baby. I care about you. All of you."

His words make my heart swell. I press a soft kiss to his chest, right over his heart.

"I care about you too," I admit. It's terrifying to say out loud, but it feels right.

I have no idea what the future holds, but I do know it’s with Tanner and I’m okay with that. I’m actually really happy that it is. He’s given me the strength to do something I was too frightened to do. I’m taking this leap with both hands, knowing that he’ll catch me if I fall.

CHAPTER 8

Tanner

My gaze moves down the beach as I look for my woman. The conference is over and it was a huge fucking success, it was busy and I’ve made a lot of new contacts due to it, all of which will bring me more business.

My stomach clenches when I spot Arabella. She’s reclined on the sun lounger, her skin glistening in the sun. She has her eyes closed, her head tilted toward the sky.

She’s gorgeous, her beautiful body on display as she lounges. Since the conference has finished, she’s been enjoying the relaxation of Fiji. She’s also ensured that I do the same, something I don’t usually let myself do when I’m away, but I have to admit, it was much needed.

I make my way towards her, my feet sinking into the warm sand with each step. As I approach, Arabella's eyes flutter open, and a slow smile spreads across her face when she sees me.