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“I missed you, Tanner. I won’t leave like that again, not letting you know where things stand. I love you.” Her words shoot right to my heart, almost erasing the pain of the last two days.

“I love you too.” I slide her thong down, leaving it at her knees. I press myself into her, my cock desperate to be out of my briefs as I grind it between her ass cheeks. I pull down my briefs and take them off.

I look to the side of the bedroom, to the mirror on the wall. We make eye contact in the mirror, each admiring the way our bodies fit together so perfectly, like they were made for each other. But the way she looks at me, the wayshe sees me,is something I’ll never get tired of.

I run the back of my hand over her cheek before gently tucking the loose strands of her hair behind her ear. The way she closes her eyes and gently whimpers at my touch is pure music to my ears.

“Now, grab the headboard.” I tell her, but don’t even give her the chance before I grab her wrists and pin them on the headboard for her. The sight of her wrists and hands engulfed by my inked fingers makes my breath hitch.

Seeing the wordsFULL SENDspelled out in this moment, I can’t think of another time in my life where just letting go and saying fuck it has given me so much. I was always so afraid of this one thing, letting my feelings for her be seen, out in the open, exposing myself.

I finally let go and here I am, with the love of my life and all she wants is me.

I look back into the mirror, addicted to the way she arches her back, pressing her ass against me, her body begging me to be inside her.

“I’m going to fucking remind your pussy that it’s all mine. I’m going to make you come for me.”

I run my cock up and down her slit and she’s so wet and ready for me. The way her body wants me is intoxicating and unleashes something wild in me.

I rest the tip just inside her opening, teasing both of us. I lean forward kissing her neck as my hands reach for her hips. I run my fingers over her hip bones, pulling her tight against me.

“Please, Tanner. Fuck me. I want to feel you in me,” she whimpers.

I crane my neck and whisper into her ear. “I will be, soon.”

I leave one hand on her hip as the other runs down the front of her body to her clit. I spread her lips just enough to run a finger down to her opening and feeling the head of my cock in her, seeing just how wet she is. I bring the finger back to her clit and start running it over her swollen pleasure point in slow circles.

She moans and her body clenches, pressing herself further into me, driving my cock into her, past the tip now.

I ease in with slow thrusts, deeper and deeper each time, pulling her into me with my fingers still hooked on her hip bone. My other hand still teases her clit and she’s rocking her ass back into me in rhythm with my thrusts.

“Fuck, Ronni. You feel so goddamn good. I’m not going to last very long like this.” My voice is already fraying and I know it won’t be long. I start running my finger over her clit faster and faster and can feel her walls start to tighten along my shaft.

“Good, because if you keep doing that I’m going to come so hard.” Her words push me closer and closer and I start rocking my hips into her harder and harder.

I watch her nails dig into the fabric of her headboard as she moans and shudders. I feel her walls clench and flutter on my cock as she comes, muttering an inaudible swear into the headboard. The way she sighs and exhales in relief, her body still rocking with mine, feeling her ass against my hips with each thrust, pushes me over the edge. I feel myself let go, her walls tighten on my cock with each pulse of my release.

I grab her chin, turning her face to mine. I kiss her, our mouths open as we both gasp for air.

“I’m never going to stop fighting for us, Ronni. Never. I love you too fucking much.” I press my forehead to hers, kissing her one more time.

After grabbing a shower and packing a few more things, we make one more pass through her house. I watch how she goes through the house, stopping to look at things here and there. Even though she might be back eventually to get what she needs if Collin or Lizzy can’t help, I don’t get the feeling that it’s a hard or sad goodbye for her. She looks happy and excited, like she’s welcoming the journey ahead and actually ok with not knowing exactly what’s next.

After we finish loading up the van, we hit the road and spend the next twenty-four hours taking turns driving across the country with Rex, back to Jackson. Until the last day and a half, I’ve barely been more than five hours outside of Jackson, just occasionally visiting my family in Salt Lake. Now, I’m seeing new place after new place, listening to the radio, laughing, and talking about a future with Ronni.

Ronni, my forever dream woman.

As the drive wears on, it’s my turn to drive across Eastern Wyoming on the final stretch before we get back. She sleeps in the passenger seat, head resting on a pillow against the window, Rex curled up at her feet. Even when she’s sleeping, I can barely look away from her, stealing every glance I can while still watching the road.

I can’t describe the feeling of hope, of optimism it brings me to be with her. She can make my day better just by smiling at me, grounding me in the present. She can read when I’m down and ask me what’s wrong and be there to help. She fills a hole in my heart I was worried would be left open forever.

I fucking love this woman and I know I’ll do anything for her.

Always.

Forever.

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