Page 49 of QB Keeper
When I feel like I can go faster and harder, I do, pounding into her relentlessly as she writhes below me. It may not seem like we’re making love with how rough it is, but we are. In every sense of the word. This is us.
“Feels so good,” she whines. “Please, sir. Make me come.”
“You want to soak me, baby? See if I can make it rain all over these sheets?” I ask. She nods her head rapidly in response. I lean back even further, pulling her hips up off the pillow as I fuck up into her. I use my thumb to rub her clitfrom side to side, just like she likes, as the head of my cock bumps her g-spot with every thrust.
She’s a sloppy, moaning mess as her inner muscles start to flutter around me. I can feel a pressure deep inside her that tells me I have my girl right where I want her. “Atta girl,” I praise. “Push it out for me. Let it go.” A couple more thrusts and she comes so hard, it forces my cock right out. She soaks the pillow, screaming in ecstasy as her body shakes uncontrollably. I land a couple slaps to her sensitive clit to prolong her orgasm, making her clamp her legs tightly around my hips.
Before she’s even had time to recover, I push back inside, earning the sweetest little whimper from her overstimulated body.
“Use your safe word if you need to,” I say on an exhale as I pick up my pace, feeling her cunt grip me with how fucking swollen she is right now. She doesn’t say anything as I use her, only able to moan and cry out in a mix between pain and pleasure.
“You’re my little pain slut, aren’t you?” I grit out, fire licking up my spine. I feel like my soul is leaving my body as I slam into her, chasing my sweet release. “Your poor, used little pussy hurts so bad, but I can feel that you’re ready to come again.”
I lean forward, pressing some of my weight onto her as I fuck her into another goddamn dimension. We’re grunting, panting, moaning as we kiss so dirty, my lips feel like they could bruise from the force.
“I’m gonna come,” I say into her mouth. “I need another one from you.”
She doesn’t have to be told twice. Her pussy seizes around me, making my vision go black as I empty everything I have to give into her. I work us through our orgasms, only stopping when we’re both completely spent and exhausted.
We lie there, me on top of her, gasping for breath as we calm down. I’m so tired, I could fall asleep right here insideher, but I don’t want to even blink. Now that I have her back, I don’t want to waste a single second not looking at her beautiful face.
“I love you,” I say, kissing her cheek. “I love you,” I murmur, kissing the tip of her nose. “I love you,” I whisper, kissing her other cheek as she giggles underneath me.
“I love you, too,” she replies, and fuck if my whole world hasn’t started spinning again.
THIRTY-SIX
GRACE
“Yeah,thanks for taking care of it, Grady,” Tanner says into his phone before hanging up and setting it on the kitchen table.
“Is it bad?” I ask, turning away from the stove where I’m cooking breakfast to look at him.
“Yeah,” he replies, dragging his hands down his face. “The floors have water trapped under them and it’ll turn to mold if we don’t have them pulled up and replaced.”
I cringe. Since he’s had practice every day this week, Tanner hasn’t been able to get to the lighthouse to assess the damage. Every handyman in Hope Harbor has been booked solid with all the homes that were affected by the storm. Since it’s right on the water, his little place got hit pretty hard. They were able to remove most of the water, but the damage is too bad to make it habitable right now.
“I can find somewhere else to go,” I say, knowing it’s going to put stress on him that I won’t be able to stay there.
He looks up at me, raising a brow.Fuck, he’s hot.“Did you really think I was letting you leave here anyway?” he asks, making me smile.
I’ve been driving back-and-forth to work on the days Ihave to be at the boutique, and working from here on the days that Claire doesn’t need me. I even told my parents I was staying here. They actually bought my story about needing some time away from Cash so I could think long and hard before marrying him, and they honestly weren’t too surprised when I told them I had been at the lighthouse. They were thankful that Tanner came to bring me to safety during the storm, and to them, it just looks like two friends reconnecting after years apart. They know all about his guest suite, so I don’t think they’ve given a second thought to me being here.
I’ve always suspected that my mom knew a little more than she let on about my relationship with Tanner, but thankfully, my dad just wants me to be sure before I get married to Cash. My happiness has always been their number one priority, so they were completely on board with me taking some time to myself. Little do they know, that that cheating, lying sack of shit is about to be out of our lives for good. Now that the housing project is finished and the grand opening is just days away, I’ve already got a plan as to how he'll be taken care of.
“Are you finally going to give the place a new look?” I ask. He kept the lighthouse exactly the same as it was when we used to go there, but now that he has the chance, I figured he might want to update it to be more modern.
“Fuck no,” he says, looking at me like I have an extra head growing out of my shoulder. “It’s part of us.”
“Is that why you got that?” I ask, pointing my spatula at the tattoo on his leg. I couldn’t make out what it was the day he was chopping wood, but since I’ve spent the last week relearning every inch of his body, I’ve gotten to take in every detail of the intricate lighthouse portrait inked into his skin. Each line tells the story of love, heartbreak, and healing. It serves as a permanent reminder of where we came from, and the amazing road that still lies ahead.
He stands from the table, walking over to me and pulling me into him. “I got it,” he says, pausing to drop a soft kiss to my lips, “because not a second went by while we were apart that I didn’t wish I could relive that summer. On the days when I thought I couldn’t breathe without you, I’d close my eyes and go back to that lighthouse, remembering what it felt like to hold my whole life in my arms.”
“I love you so much,” I say, pressing up onto my toes to kiss him again. I never thought we’d make it back to each other. I spent months trying to put myself back together after he left, and I thought I had. But now I know what it feels like to truly be complete. I was a shell of who I used to be without Tanner by my side, and being here with him now makes all the pain and suffering we endured worth it. I’d go through it all over again if it meant getting to love him for the rest of my life.
“You’re my lighthouse,” he whispers. “My way back home in the storm.”
He tightens his arms around me, and we make out like teenagers, breathing each other in until the sizzling behind me forces me to pull away. He doesn’t let me go as I flip the bacon, trailing wet kisses along my neck and shoulder. I try to focus on our breakfast as Tanner does everything he can to distract me. And just as I consider abandoning my mission to feed him before he heads to the stadium for tonight’s primetime game, the doorbell rings.
