Page 14 of QB Keeper
I cock a brow. “You embarrassed to be seen with me, Bunny?” I tease. We’ve hung out all our lives, with and without her brother. Everyone in town has seen me walk down the street with Grace tucked under my arm, and they wouldn’t give it a second thought if they saw me drop a quick kiss to the top of her head. It’s just…us. So, I’m wondering what’s making her say this.
She shrugs, looking down at her hands, which arefidgeting in her lap. “Not at all. I just didn’t know if you’d want people thinking something is going on between us.”
I bring my bowl over to the sink, rinsing it and placing it into the dishwasher before walking back over to where she sits on a backless barstool. From behind, I drape my arms around her, pulling her into my chest and kissing her jaw. She tilts her head, giving me easy access to her neck. I run my lips down past her ear, sucking the sensitive skin as her breathing quickens. “They won’t,” I say, trying to reassure her. “And even if they do,” I pause to lick along her neck, “who cares? I want to take you somewhere.” I should care, but we’ve been out together plenty of times. If people were going to suspect anything, they’d have done it already.
“Mmm,” she mewls at the feel of me lightly sucking on her heated flesh. “Okay.”
“There’s my girl,” I say, sneakily darting my hand forward and swiping the bag of candy that sits in front of her. “But you aren’t bringing these. Eat some Sno-Caps like a normal moviegoer.”
She reaches for the bag, but I pull it away, holding it high above my head.
“Tanner!” she whines, making me laugh. “Give me my kids back. I can’t just leave them behind! We’re a package deal, so get over it!”
I shake my head, pressing a chaste kiss to her lips before giving her the bag back. She looks inside as if I’ve injured her precious babies before looking at me with a scowl. “It’s hard out here as a single mom.”
“You’re so weird,” I reply, giving her ass a playful tap. “Let’s get ready to go.”
TEN
GRACE
I slowly drift awake,immediately feeling Tanner’s warm body pressed against my back. I have to keep reminding myself that I can’t let my feelings get involved with this whole thing, but it hasn’t been easy.
Yesterday, we went to the movies, trying our best to look like two pals hanging out until the lights dimmed, leaving us in the dark with only three other people in the large room, seated way up in front of us. It wasn’t long before his hand slid down the front of my shorts, stroking my clit while he whispered dirty things into my ear until I quietly orgasmed.
I was hoping that when we got back, he’d finally make the move and take my virginity, but he didn’t. Instead, he went down on me until I begged him to give me a break. I woke up in the middle of the night, seeing him lying there naked, and couldn’t stop myself from kissing down his body and taking him into my mouth. He woke up, grinning down at me sleepily before digging his hand into my hair and controlling my movements until I was gagging and gasping for breath. By the time he finally came, my face was covered in tears and my throat was sore in the most delicious way.
I can tell he’s starting to let go a little. At first, he was socareful, treating me like I might break if he was even the slightest bit rough. But each time, he’s given me a little bit more of the dominance I’m dying to experience.
“Mmm,” he hums, pressing his nose into my hair. “Morning, beautiful.”
“Morning,” I rasp, pressing my ass into his cock, which is already hard. He tightens his hold on me as I move slowly, grinding back into him. His fingers move up and down my bare stomach, reminding me that we’re both completely naked and turned on.
Is this it? Could weactuallydo it this time?
Nerves take over my insides, but I want this so badly. In fact, I’ve never wanted anything more in my whole life. It’s gone from just wishing it was over and done with, to actually longing to give my body to Tanner completely.
I roll to my back, and he immediately starts moving his lips all over my skin. My neck. My collarbone. My shoulder. And when he works his way to my tits, taking one tight, hard nipple into his mouth, I moan loudly. I can feel myself getting more aroused by the second as he sucks and bites on the sensitive peak. I have to squeeze my thighs together to quell the ache that’s pulling at my core.
“Are you wet, baby?” he coos, lowering his hand between my thighs. I open for him immediately and my heart pounds in my chest as he rubs my slit, groaning at what he finds. I whimper, lifting my hips from the bed, trying to get him to push inside. I need him. I’m desperate for all of him.
He stills for a moment, looking into my eyes. “Are you sure you’re ready, Grace? I need you to be absolutely positive. Once it’s gone, you can’t get it back,” he says, his expression completely serious.
“I’m ready,” I whisper. “I want to give it to you, Tanner. Please. Take it.”
His brows pull in as though he’s contemplating something. I start to get nervous, thinking maybe he won’t gothrough with it, until his conflicted expression morphs into one of sincerity and acceptance. I exhale the breath I was holding in, thankful that he’s not running out of here before we can go any further.
He swallows thickly, nodding his head before he cups my cheek in one hand. He lowers his lips to mine and slides on top of me, where my legs are already open and waiting for him. The feel of his bare, hard cock rubbing along my wetness is unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. And when he slowly thrusts his hips, rubbing his head at the perfect angle on my clit, I cry out. He’s not even inside me and I’m already seeing stars. He feels like stone wrapped in velvet as he continues pumping himself over my most sensitive part, making me desperate for more.
“Please,” I beg.
“We need a condom,” he says, clearly pained by the idea of leaving the bed to get his wallet. I don’t want him to go, either.
“I’m on the pill,” I blurt. I’ve always had heavy periods, so when I was fourteen, my doctor prescribed birth control to combat the symptoms. Even though I’ve never had sex, I’ve been on it ever since.
He squeezes his eyes shut. “I can’t come inside you, Grace. It’s too risky.”
“Then pull out,” I tell him. “I want to feel you.”
