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I lower myself down to my knees on the carpet between the couch and coffee table, with the fireplace behind me. He can’t be expecting this, can he? I mean I’m barely expecting this myself. He shifts restlessly again, just the slightest bit of stiffness appearing in his body. Question answered, I think.

I slide my hands over his jeans slowly up to his hips. You cannot be serious. His thighs are so damn muscular. There isn’t a spot on this man’s body that isn’t chiseled and rock hard. I stop my hands just at his belt line, leaving my fingertips just inside of his jeans. Maybe he remembers that feeling from our kiss in the mudroom.

My fingers linger there for what feels like an eternity before my right hand is on the move again, inching closer and closer to the fly of his jeans, dangling a finger just inside the buttons, excited at the prospect of what is waiting for me beneath.

“Isthisok?”I look up at him, my eyes begging for a yes.

His eyes look at me longingly, with the slightest hint of desperation as he nods in approval. Oh the feeling of being desired, something I haven’t felt in ages. I cup him over his jeans for a tease, for both of us. Even through his jeans, he’s so fucking hard, pressing against the fly. Well I guess I might have caught his mind off guard, but definitely not his body.

“Are yousureit’s ok?” I ask again, smiling and raising my eyebrows as I lock eyes with him, taunting him. Maybe I can match some of his confidence after all.

He nods yes again in earnest, more desperation in those beautiful green eyes, biting his lip. I start unbuttoning his jeans, eager to get to him. A spark of excitement coursing through me, the fireplace behind me, thinking about the gift I’m about to open for myself.

Before I can even get to the last button, I press one hand against his lower abs. I feel my body shudder when I touch those muscles. I slide it further down under his boxer briefs and grab his dick. Jesus, it’s throbbing. Its girth fills my hand. I can practically feel his heartbeat through it.

I realize I’m wet, craving to have what’s in my hand buried inside me. God, where have I been hiding this part of me? His fingers this morning were such a satisfying tease, but now I’m this close to the real thing and it’s all I want.

My mind starts doing the mental math of how long we have alone. It’s only a 15 minute walk each way to the bodega and back.

Fuck me. No time for that.

“Come closer.” I curl my finger at him, wrapping my arms around his waist, bringing him to the edge of the couch. It feels so good to hold him. I slide my hands up his back under his shirt, finally getting to touch all of the muscles I saw last night.

I slide his jeans and boxer briefs down to his ankles, getting a full look at what’s in store for me. His thick, lengthy cock is so hard, standing ready for me. It’s practically twitching with each of his heartbeats as the blood pulses through his veins, a single eager drip already running down the tip of it.

The Tanner I’ve known for years is certainlyall man.

I look back at him after admiring his cock.

With him on the edge of the couch, my wanting mouth is now only inches from his dick. God, his fucking big cock would feel so good inside of me and all I want to do is climb in his lap and ride him. But having him in my mouth will have to do for now.

“Have you been this hard since our little ride earlier?” I ask, raising my eyebrows again in my best attempt at a sultry taunt. I mean it’s been awhile, my game is off.

The thought of him being on edge all day because of me makes me so horny, if it’s even possible to get hornier at this point.

Still holding on to his waist I lean forward and give the head a little kiss. I slowly lick the tip with a flick of my tongue all while keeping my eyes locked onto his. I can feel his body shudder, only heightening my own excitement.

“I’ve been this hard since I kissed you last night and you were grinding up on me,” he stammers with that deep raspy voice, barely able to get the words out.

Fuck. That’s even hotter. He’s been trying to hidethisall day today?

My heart is pounding. Tanner’s dick is in my face and my arms are still wrapped around him. It’s a race against time, again.

I can hear the crackle of the fire behind me. It’s getting steamy in here with the fireplace to my back, but it’s not just that. The fire there is overshadowed by something new, the flames of desire for him roaring inside of me. As I lock eyes with him again, his cock inches from my face, I can see the flicker of the fireplace reflecting in his eyes.

I move my hands and take off my tank top, revealing the sports bra from skiing earlier. My nipples are peaked and showing through, my braided ski pigtails hanging in front of them. Clearly it’s enough for him though as I watch him practically salivate looking at my chest.

I lean forward again, this time putting one hand around the base of him tightly, a thumb rubbing his balls. He’s nicely manicured down there, which is a pleasant surprise given his otherwise scruffy and tousled look. He moans as I squeeze him, feeling even more blood rush to his cock.

“Fuck, Ronni. I-” He cuts himself off and hisses sharply as I put the tip of his cock in my mouth, gently holding it there and teasing him with the tip of my tongue.

God, I’m starting to drool again. It seems like every time I look at him I can’t help myself. I let some of my spit run down his shaft. With the tip of him in my mouth, I start stroking his length in my hand. The sound of my spit working his dick in my hand is making me so fucking wet.

If only we had more time.

I start working my mouth up and down him slowly, my tongue feeling every inch of the veins of his cock.

I can feel him flexing his ass, pushing his hips and his dick in and out of my mouth in rhythm with the motion of me sucking him. His right hand rests on his knee, squeezing tightly, flinching, as I move my mouth further and further down his cock with each motion. When I finally reach the base, my tongue reaches further giving his tight balls a quick tease. I think I surprised both of us by taking all of his length in my spit filled throat and mouth. Tanner writhes and lets out a raspy moan of approval.

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