Page 85 of Billionaire Unforgettable: Tanner

God, his cock felt so good inside me that I could feel another orgasm starting to curl tightly.

“I need you to come for me, Hannah,” Tanner commanded as he thrust harder and deeper.

“I don’t think—”

“Don’t think,” he rasped. “Touch yourself. I want to feel you milking my cock, and I want to see you get off this time.”

I wanted whatever would arouse him right now, so I reached between our bodies and felt the place where his cock was thrusting into me at a furious pace.

Feeling that connection, the push and pull of that hard cock was so erotic that my head hit the wall with a moan.

I could see the look on Tanner’s face, and it was the most sensual thing I’d ever seen.

His eyes were wild.

His chest heaving.

He was laser focused on exactly what our bodies were doing.

There was something heady and delicious about watching a man like Tanner lose himself because he wanted me so badly.

I slid a finger over my sensitive clit, giving myself exactly what I needed to send myself over the edge.

I wanted to see Tanner completely lose control, and I wanted to go with him.

I sensed that was exactly what he wanted and needed, too.

My body overwhelmed with sensation, I let go.

I closed my eyes as my walls spasmed against Tanner’s cock.

“Fuck, yeah, Hannah,” he groaned as he buried himself inside me over and over again. “That’s exactly the way I wanted to come. Just. Like. This.”

His powerful body surged into me deeply as he found his own release.

“Tanner,” I screamed as my fingernails dug into the skin on his shoulder.

I was so senseless that my fingers clawed at his back as his mouth claimed mine like he owned it.

I kissed him back, our tongues tangling, our bodies molded together in the aftermath of our orgasms.

It felt so damn good that I never wanted it to end.

I’d never felt quite this intimately close to Tanner, and I knew it was a feeling that was going to be completely addictive.

I gasped for breath as he released my mouth, my body totally spent.

Without a word, he moved toward his bedroom.

My head dropped onto his shoulder, not certain how the man could still move.

I definitely couldn’t.

I felt like a limp noodle.

He finally disconnected our bodies and laid me gently on the bed.

I felt the loss of our connection almost immediately, so I was relieved when Tanner got into the bed beside me, wrapped his arms around me, and pulled me close to his warmth again.

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