Page 9 of QB Keeper
“Fuck, Bunny,” he chokes out. “Your tits are perfect.”
All the embarrassment I should probably be experiencing right now takes a back seat to the ache between my legs. I can feel my bikini bottoms becoming damp under my shorts, and all I want to do is reach my hand inside to quell the throbbing. I have to ball my fists at my sides to stop myself, because I’m desperate to see what he does next.
Returning his hands back to my hips, Tanner squeezes before dipping his head down and licking around my nipple. I suck in a quick breath at the contact, because even though I’ve done this before, it didn’t feel like it does with him.
“Mmmm,” he hums. “Your skin is my new favorite flavor.” He sucks gently on my puckered bud, making a bolt of electricity shoot down between my legs so fast, my knees almost buckle. They might if he wasn’t holding me up.
“Tell me, Gracie girl. Did that douchebag Cash make yourclit throb when he did this? Did he make your body shake like it is right now?”
Fuck. Iamshaking. I just now notice the adrenaline spreading throughout my body, causing involuntary tremors to rack all of my limbs. I try my best to pull myself together, so I don’t look like a complete amateur in front of him, but it’s no use. I’m losing control and we’ve only just started.
I remember that he asked me a question, but I’m unable to make more than a pathetic squeaking sound at the moment, so I just shake my head. Because, no, Cash definitely didn’t make me feel this way. In this moment, I’m convinced nobody else in the world ever could. Only Tanner.
“Yeah, I figured as much. You poor girl. I’m going to take care of you,” he coos. The tone of his voice makes me feel like I could combust, and even if he stopped and walked away from me right now, it would still be the single hottest moment of my life.
Holding my hips, he walks me backward until the backs of my thighs hit my bed. He pushes gently, and I land on the mattress with a softthud. Tanner has always been a lot taller than me, but now that I’m sitting in front of him, I realize just how vast the size difference is. He is so imposing and dominating in the most delicious way, and I haven’t even experienced the full effect of it yet.
He brings his hands to my face, tilting it upward so that we’re looking into each other’s eyes. I try my best not to be completely entranced by just how beautiful he is and the amount of tenderness I see in his expression as he stares down at me. I know it’s only been seconds, but it feels like he’s been studying me for hours before he leans back down and kisses me again.
“Is it okay if I take off your shorts?” he asks. “We’re still going to go slow, but I want them out of the way.”
I can barely find my breath long enough to reply. I haven’t even moved, yet I feel like I just ran a marathon. “Yes,please,” I whisper. I don’t trust my voice to speak any louder right now.
“Lie back for a second,” he says. I obey, and he immediately trails his fingers from my face down my body until he reaches the button of my shorts. He goes at an agonizingly slow pace as he unfastens them, sliding the zipper down before pulling the denim down my legs. I’m left in my white bathing suit bottom with light blue ties at the sides. I’m afraid that when I open my legs, he’ll be able to see just how much this is turning me on. Even though they have extra padding in the gusset, I’m completely sure I’m starting to soak through them already. I don’t know if I should be embarrassed about it or not, but I can’t find it in me to give a shit while he’s hovering over me like this.
With my shorts tossed aside, Tanner grabs around my waist and hoists me up the bed so my head is on the pillow. He lies beside me and returns his lips to mine as his hands roam freely all over my body. I’m still shaking, but it’s not because I’m cold. I can’t put my finger on exactly which emotion has me trembling, but if I had to try, I’d say it’s a mixture between nerves, desperation, and excitement. I’ve never felt so much all at once.
I get lost in the kiss. I’m consumed by the way his tongue explores the inside of my mouth, the little movements causing sparks to prick all over my body. When he moves his hand down, putting pressure on the mound above my clit, I let out a loud moan. That seems to spur him on further as he continues his descent and presses the pad of his middle finger on my bundle of nerves through my bathing suit. I’m not sure if he’s taking things slowly because he thinks I need it, or because he’s just enjoying teasing me, but either way, I can’t take it anymore. My hips begin to move on their own accord, trying to create some friction between his fingers and the part of me that’s aching to have him.
“Needy little girl,” he chides, letting me continue to rubon him as he presses to the fabric. Normally, him calling me a little girl would piss me off, but right now, it just might be the hottest thing I’ve ever heard. Especially knowing that once we get all of this beginner stuff out of the way, he’ll be completely in charge of everything when we’re together. I can’t wait to know what it’s like to let him dominate me. The thought has me making larger circles with my hips and whining in frustration because I can’t quite get what I need.
As if he knows what I’m thinking, Tanner finally takes mercy on me and slides his hand up just enough to slip it between my bottoms and my most intimate part. A part that, up until now, has always felt wrong when a guy touched it. I should have known it would be different with him. Just feeling the calluses on his fingertips against my newly bare flesh is enough to make me want to orgasm without him even touching my clit. We are every bit the contradiction that I feel with his rough skin against my soft skin, but I’ve never felt more connected to another human being in my whole life.
He finally gives me what I’ve been silently begging for when he begins to rub tight circles over my aching bud. I can’t control the volume of the moans coming out of my body, not that I want to. I want him to know how good this feels. I want him to know that I’ll do anything as long as he doesn’t stop.
Just when I think it can’t possibly feel any better, he inches down just a little bit more and gently pushes the tip of his middle finger between my lips.
“Fuck, Bunny. You’re soaking wet. All this just from a little kissing and rubbing?” he teases. “You’re going to be a lot of fun.”
“I’ve never felt like this before,” I say on a breath just as he enters me up to the first knuckle. It isn’t uncomfortable because I’ve gotten this far by myself, but I’ve always been too nervous to go any further. He takes his time, pumping gently in and out as he uses his thumb to rub my clit back andforth. I’m a writhing mess next to him as he carefully coaxes me toward my release. It’s the most euphoric thing I’ve ever felt, and we’re not even done yet.
“I’m going to go in a little farther, okay?” he asks. “Tell me if it hurts, and I’ll stop.”
I huff a breathy laugh. “Tanner, you could hit me with your car right now and I wouldn’t want you to stop. Please keep going. I want to feel you inside me.” I’m sure I sound beyond desperate right now, but I really want this.
He chuckles before leaning back down to take my lips again. Just as I’m falling into the kiss, he pushes his finger further into my pussy. There’s a bit of a sting, but the pleasure definitely outweighs any type of discomfort. I don’t hold back the satisfied sounds as they come out of my mouth, wanting him to know that I like what he’s doing to me.
“Look at you,” he says, pulling his head back so he can drag his eyes down my body. “Taking my finger so well. What a good fucking girl you are.”
I know the moment he feels my muscles clench at his words because his eyes widen. That makes him double down and pick up his pace, finally bottoming out with his middle finger inside me. He doesn’t stop or slow as I feel my release begin to tighten in my core. My pants and moans have become so loud, I would be worried that Tanner’s parents could hear them from next door if they were home. Thankfully for us, there’s no one within earshot. I let it all out for him.
“Your pussy is getting so tight. It’s practically strangling my finger. You going to come for me, baby?” he asks. I nod my head rapidly because I’m already there, every muscle in my body seizing as he buries his finger to the hilt. My orgasm takes over and my back bows from the bed. I can’t think. I can’t breathe. I can’t do anything but surrender to the waves of pleasure as they crash into me over and over again. It feels like minutes have gone by before my body finally loosens. Isink into the mattress, my heart pounding wildly behind my ribcage as I try to catch my breath.
My eyes are still closed, but I feel Tanner’s lips press against my cheek. “You look like an angel when you come. Did you know that?” he breathes into my skin. I want more of him.
I wantallof him. Like, right now.
I fist his shirt, pulling him to me and crashing my mouth to his. Even though I just got off, I can already feel the need building inside me again, but I don’t want all of this to be just about me. I want to make him feel good too. I want to touch him everywhere and taste his skin. I want to know what it feels like to take his cock into my mouth and hear the sounds he makes as I do it. I want all of that.
