His wide smile took my breath away. I had no idea how one small gesture could do such a thing, but Tanner had managed it time and time again. He disarmed me, and I’d happily give him my world. It was easy since I’d already given him my heart.
“You keep looking at me like that and I’ll blow before you’re inside me.”
I raised my brow and dropped my voice an octave as I picked up the lube and squirted a generous amount on my palm. I spoke at the same time my lubed hand clamped around him, “I can promise I’ll make you blow without even touching you once I’m inside you.”
His breath hitched, and I held on to the cocky promise I’d made him, determined to make sure I pulled it off. Tanner had done it to me so many times, perfectly so, that there was no way I’d stop until I made it happen. I just hoped I managed it before my dick dropped off. Then I’d be golden.
I grinned at my ridiculousness but didn’t spare another thought to it as I slid my right hand to his taint and gently rubbed.
Tanner was no longer grinning. Instead, he’d clamped his teeth on his bottom lip, and his hard-on bobbed, fresh precum dripping from him. I inserted one finger, and he exhaled loudly with a grunt. Moving in and out of him for a few moments, I let my gaze drift to watch. Fuck me, he was hot. Just watching my finger slide into him was enough to tighten my balls.
I needed more, and from the jerk of his hips, so did he.
With two fingers inside, stretching, scissoring, and working him over, I leaned forward and traced his belly button with kisses, working my way to one of his taut nipples. I sucked deeply, earning a satisfying groan. When I released with a pop, I lapped at the area, teasing his nipple. His hand clamped on to the back of my head.
“Fuck, baby. I need your mouth.”
Searing heat threatened to consume me as my lips met his. So lost in his tongue, his gentle caress of my own, followed by the growing intensity traveling through my veins, it was only his needy groans that kept my fingers moving. With three fingers now deep inside him, I tilted them lightly and almost came when Tanner tore his lips from mine and gasped loudly. He was thrusting erratically against my fingers. I had to get inside him before it was all over.
His large hands gripped my arms and our eyes connected. Desperation had never looked so fucking hot. Need dripped off every syllable when he said, “Carter, I swear to fucking God—”
I leaned back, removing my fingers at the same time. As he closed his eyes, I said, “Baby, I got you.” And I did.
With a quick slather of lube on my aching cock, a stroke of his balls for good measure, which earned me another delicious groan, I pressed against his puckered entrance.
My thighs shook. While nerves still slid through me, it was lust that rode me hard, that and a need to make everything perfect for the man before me. I’d told him countless times how much I loved him, but this was different, more visceral, a more perfect way of showing him exactly how deeply my love for him burned.
I breached him slowly, carefully, holding back my desire to thrust.
“Carter.” I dragged my eyes from our connection to his eyes. “Fuck me. Please.” The desperation was still there, but it was his eyes and the love held in them that had me plunging deeply.
A guttural moan escaped me when I bottomed out. His heat clamped down tightly on my hardness, and the moment was a contender for the most perfect moment we’d shared. As I pulled back, only to drive back in, I grinned widely at him.
“What?” he asked breathlessly, a grin curving his mouth.
“It’s as perfect as our first time.”
Tanner bit down on his bottom lip and closed his eyes briefly as I surged in and out once more. His eyes sprung open when on my next dive into him, I lifted his hips a little higher, aiming for his prostate.
“Fuck, yes. Perfect.” He moaned the words, almost gasped them, as I continued to thrust, wanting to blow his mind.
Releasing my tight grip on his hip, I reached up to his sensitive nipple. I rubbed lightly, pinching gently as I continued to guide in and out of his tight sheath, driving into him hard and deep.
“Oh fuck!” Tanner cried out.
Heat swept through me, his pleasure urging me on. I continued to thrust into him, determined to make good on my promise to make him explode without touching his steel cock once. I glanced at it, the thought of him coming all over us almost too much. Shaking the thought away, I fell forward slightly. Tanner grabbed my hand from his chest. Immediately, we threaded our fingers together and squeezed. “Fucking perfect,” I whimpered.
“You feel so good.” His eyes fixed on mine as he spoke.
So did he. His tight, hot channel clamped around me. My fears, my doubts… all of it flittered away. I pumped faster, needing him to orgasm. In my fantasies, I’d wanted this to last a while longer, but there was no way I could.
I held back my release as much as I could, shifting my angle and gripping his hand even tighter. When he cried out, his dick bobbing and spraying cum over his stomach, I gasped in relief and release. I jerked my hips a few times as I came down, emptying into his warm channel.
Slick with sweat and still connected to him, I took a shaky breath and leaned down to Tanner. I scattered kisses across his chest, his neck, his chin, before my lips finally claimed his.
The restof the weekend passed with us moving Tanner in while figuring out what to do with his place. He was still tied in for another three months, so we looked into the possibility of subletting.
We’d also spent some time at Davis’s house and told him the good news. Like my parents after I’d called and told them, he wasn’t surprised and was wondering what had taken so long. I’d shaken my head. While it seemed like Tanner had always been mine, we hadn’t even been together six months. I was a believer in when you know, you know.
