Page 17 of QB Keeper
She tilts her head, biting the inside of her cheek to hide her smile. “Why are you so good to me?”
The sincerity in her eyes prompts me to round the counter, cupping her face in my palm before pressing a gentle kiss to her lips. I know I’m blurring the lines with this whole thing, but when she looks at me like I hung the moon just for her, Ican’t fucking help it. I have the opportunity to have Grace Valentine for the summer, and I’m going to enjoy it until our time comes to an end and we both head off to school.
It starts innocent. I had every intention of keeping it quick so we could eat dinner, but now that I can taste her on my lips, I quickly turn feral, taking her hair in my fist and holding her to me. As soon as she opens, I deepen the kiss. I lick along the inside of her sweet mouth, swallowing every moan and gasp that comes out of her as I flex my fingers in her golden waves.
She’s fucking perfection and I’m gone. Completely gone for her.
“Tanner,” she breathes against my lips, “I want you. Right now. I don’t want to wait anymore.”
As much as I should stop this so we can have our food while it’s still warm, I can’t even think straight. Fuck dinner. I just need to be inside her. I grab her hips, lifting her off the stool and into my arms. Her legs wrap around my waist and I move my hands to her ass, squeezing firmly as I walk us to the bedroom. My cock is as hard as steel, pressed between us. We never break the kiss. I follow her, our mouths fused together as I lower her onto the bed, dropping my weight on top of her and grinding myself between her parted legs. The friction has me seeing fucking stars, and we’re both still fully clothed.
“I have to taste you,” I say, wasting no time kissing down her neck, stopping to lick at the cleavage that’s peeking out of the top of her sundress. I can’t even be bothered to take it off of her before I’m poised between her legs, inhaling the scent of her arousal that’s literally filling the entire room.
I pull her panties to the side and lick along her cunt, gathering the wetness and savoring the taste. She moans as I explore, flicking my tongue along her sensitive skin, teasing every part of her. And when I can’t take the way I’m torturing us both any longer, I suck her swollen clit between my teeth. She gasps as her hips begin bucking, pushing down hard intomy face. We’re both losing control and it feels so fucking good to finally let go with her. I can’t imagine ever wanting anything more than I want this girl right now.
Yanking her panties down her legs and tossing them somewhere behind me, I return to her dripping pussy, licking and sucking like a man on a mission. “Mmmm,” I hum. “You taste so fucking good, baby. You gonna come on my tongue so I can fuck you?”
For a minute, she’s so lost in what I’m doing to her that she doesn’t answer. But when I push one thick finger inside her, she lets out the sexiest little gasp. “F-fuck me,” she stutters. “Tanner, I’m so c-close. I need to—” She doesn’t even finish her sentence before I feel her grip me, her muscles fluttering against me as I continue to thrust in and out.
“Good girl, Bunny,” I praise. “Make that tight little pussy nice and wet for me. Keep coming.” I don’t stop. I don’t slow down. I just continue fucking her with my finger and my mouth as she shakes and writhes against the mattress.
Eventually, she begins to whimper from the overstimulation, so I pull my finger from her and press one last, soft kiss to her clit. I crawl back up, dragging my tongue over every part of exposed skin that I pass, tasting the saltiness of the sweat that’s glistening on her body. I’m so goddamn addicted to her already; I don’t know how I’ll ever get enough. That should raise every possible red flag, but I can’t find a single fuck to give while she’s lying sated underneath me.
When we’re face to face, she slowly opens her eyes, and when they connect with mine, the emotion is almost too much to take. I definitely don’t want to sort through everything I’m feeling right now, because I’m starting to think it’s possible that this won’t be as simple as I initially thought it would be. Right now, though? I need to focus on Grace and making this a special moment for her.
I reach to the bottom of her dress, pulling it up her body and over her head before tossing it to the floor. Using onehand behind my neck, I pull my shirt off just in time to watch her arch her back, making my mouth water as she unclasps her bra and slides it down her arms.
Fuck. I’ve never wanted anything more in my whole life.
Barely able to see straight through the lust I’m feeling, I quickly remove my sweats and boxers, that are both soaked in the front with a mixture of us both from when we were grinding against one another. I’m still dripping precum as I lower back down, pressing our bodies tightly together.
Leaning down, I kiss her gently. “Are you still sure?” I ask. “We can wait. If you’re hungry, we can?—”
“I told you,” she says softly, cutting me off before I have a chance to let myself spiral. “I want this. With you. Right now.”
“Okay,” I say on a shaky exhale. “It’s going to hurt at first, so we have to go slow. Promise you’ll tell me if it’s too much and I’ll stop.”
She gently grabs hold of my biceps and swallows roughly. “I promise I’ll tell you, but I need you to keep going unless I say so.”
I line myself up at her entrance, pressing my forehead to hers. I hate that I have to hurt her like this, but hopefully I can be gentle enough to make it bearable. As conflicted as I am about everything that’s swirling in my head, I’m still completely sure I’m the only one who will take care of her the way she deserves right now.
We’re both trembling as I press my lips to hers and gently thrust inside. She whines in pain, and I pause, waiting for her to tell me whether or not to continue. When she doesn’t say anything, I push forward a little bit more, feeling myself break through her barrier. She sucks in a gasp, and I push my tongue into her mouth to swallow her scream. I hold off for just a few seconds before I take another inch. I have to grit my teeth together because she’s so warm and wet, I feel like I could come right here. But this isn’t about me. It’s about her.
“I’m so sorry, baby,” I whisper. “You’re doing such a good job. I’m almost all the way in.”
“Tanner,” she whimpers as a tear slips from the corner of her eye. I bring my thumb up to brush it away, wishing I could take away all the pain she’s going through right now.
“Do you want the rest of me? Or do you want me to stop?” I ask, on the fence about what I want her to say. Of course I don’t want to hurt her, but I also don’t want to leave her warmth either.
“More,” she whispers, her voice shaking. “I need all of you.”
“Okay,” I choke out. “Open those big blue eyes and look at me when I make you mine.” As soon as she does, we connect in every possible way and it’s almost overwhelming. So much so, that I can’t stop myself from pushing the rest of the way in. It doesn’t seem to cause her any more pain than she’s already been through, so I pause when I’m buried to the hilt, giving her a moment to catch her breath and get used to having me inside her.
“Such a good girl,” I say, hoping the praise will distract her a little bit. She seemed to really like it when I did it before, so that’s what I’ll give her. “You’re taking my cock so well. So tight.” I’m not lying. Her pussy feels like heaven wrapped around me.
“Tanner,” she gasps, “can you move a little bit?”
I give her a small smile. “Are you aching, beautiful?”
