Page 82 of Billionaire Unforgettable: Tanner

Ididn’twant to rush her, but I wasn’t sure I could handlethisconversation.

There was only so much a guy could take.

However, I must like torture, because I asked, “How long have you been getting yourself off thinking about me?”

It wasn’t like Hannah and I had never been intimate, and I wanted to know.

“Almost from the moment we saw each other again,” she said without an ounce of hesitation.

I grunted with satisfaction. “Same. I can’t look at you without wanting to bury my cock inside you until you’re thinking about nothing else but me.”

Hannah buried her hands in my hair and gazed at me with a vulnerable look in her dark eyes. “Do it,” she said suggestively. “Do it before I lose my mind. I want you, Tanner. I’ve always wanted you, but that longing is worse than it’s ever been before. I don’t care about our past or our future right now. I just want you to fuck me until I can’t think straight anymore.”

She put her hand between our bodies and stroked boldly over my hard cock before she added, “I think you want exactly the same thing.”

The desire in her liquid brown eyes broke me.

Hannah wanted me, and fuck knew I couldn’t go through another night without her.

I gripped her silken hair, holding her head to keep her looking directly into my eyes. “Be sure this is what you want, Hannah. Once I take your gorgeous body, youaregoing to be mine. No turning back. Ever.”

Her gaze burning into mine, she reached for the hem of her nightgown. “Then I hope you’re ready for a long night,” she said in a low, tremulous voice.

That was her answer.

No hesitation.

No fear.

Christ!She was bolder than she’d ever been, and that confidence ramped up my possessive instincts even more.

IneededHannah, and I didn’t give a fuck about admitting that to myself.

My heart nearly stopped when she raised that demure nightgown up and over her head and tossed it onto the floor without looking away from me.

I broke eye contact then.

I couldn’t help it.

The woman had the body of a curvy, sexy goddess, and she’d been completely naked underneath that gown.

She raised a brow, an action that was almost a challenge.

A what-do-you-plan-on-doing-now-that-I’m-standing-here-naked challenge.

I had her on her back on the couch, my body over hers, before she could take another breath.

I gripped her hair, tilted her head, and growled, “I’ll make you pay for being a tease.”

“Oh, God, I hope so,” she said breathlessly.

“Count on it,” I vowed right before my mouth slammed down on hers in a greedy kiss that almost made my head explode.

Honestly, it wasn’t really a kiss. It was more like a desperate claiming of the only woman I’d ever really wanted.

I needed my cock inside her, but I wanted to possess her in every other way possible before that happened.

She moaned into my mouth, and fisted my hair.

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