Page 12 of QB Keeper
“Mmmmm!” she whines, and I know it won’t take much to push her over the edge. She’s kept her arms over her head this whole time like such a good girl. She deserves to come her fucking brains out.
I keep my pace, looking up at her as she stares right into my eyes. And when I pull her clit into my mouth, sucking hard, she detonates. A loud scream leaves her as her whole body convulses, surrendering to the most intense orgasm I’ve ever witnessed. Only then does she bring her arms down, fisting my hair and holding me tightly to her. I grunt into her sensitive skin, not slowing or letting up until her muscles relax and she sinks into the mattress. I unlatch from her, gently licking around the outside of her cunt until she whimpers from the overstimulation. As much as I’d love to see what she could handle, I stop myself.
Kissing my way back up her body, I hover over her, taking in the satisfied look on her face. Her chest is heaving as she tries to catch her breath. Her skin is flushed a beautiful pink and glistening with a sheen of sweat. She’s the most beautiful goddamn thing I’ve ever seen in my life, and I think I might be just a tiny bit fucked, because my heart squeezes in my chest at the sight of her lying under me.
Her eyes open and she gives me a lazy smile. “That was…” she says, shaking her head in disbelief. “Wow.”
I laugh, leaning down and taking her mouth in a slow, sensual kiss. I give her the opportunity to lick her taste off my tongue, which she does. My hard cock twitches and even though I don’t mean to, my hips thrust forward on instinct. It feels so good that I keep doing it, even after telling myself repeatedly to make this about her right now. Plus, I’m barely hanging on to my restraint as it is. I need to get my shit together before I accidentally push her too far, too soon.
“Tanner,” she says into the kiss.
“Mmhmm,” I reply, keeping my lips pressed to hers.
“I want to make you feel good.”
I pull back, the internal conflict obviously apparent on my face because her expression deflates a little.
God, I want that. More than anything. But if we cross that line, where I’m the only one getting pleasure from something we do, it’s no longer just for Grace. It’s for me, too, and it obliterates the imaginary line I drew in the sand. The line where, if I stayed on the right side, I could justify this whole situation by saying I was just trying to protect her. Otherwise, I’m taking advantage of herandbetraying my best friend.
“Please?” she says, her expression full of hope and determination. “Teach me to suck your cock, Tan.”
Buh bye, self-control. It was so nice hanging with you for the last twelve hours.
You know what? Fuck it.
Fuck. It.
Either she learns here with me, or she learns with someone else. What if he’s too rough and ruptures her esophagus or something?
That’s probably not medically possible, but let’s just say it is. For the sake of my delusions…and the fact that if I don’t get in her mouth in about five seconds, she’s going to watch me come in my pants like an idiot.
“You want to swallow me, baby?” I ask.
“Yes,” she breathes. Her eyes twinkle as I stand from the bed, pulling her up and untying the ribbon on her wrists. I check to make sure there aren’t any red marks from her pulling on it, but she’s all good.
“On your knees then, Bunny. Let’s see how fast of a learner you are.”
EIGHT
GRACE
I sink to my knees,settling in front of Tanner, looking up at him while I wait for further instruction. I’ve never done this before, but I’ve watched enough porn to know the basics. I’m not going to let him know that though. I want to see how he teaches me. I want to know exactly what he likes so I can make him feel as good as he made me feel.
I can’t help but notice how strong and tall he looks, towering over me. Even though I just came, I can feel the coil of warmth start to bloom back to life inside me.
“Lick it through the fabric,” he orders. I immediately obey, placing my hands on his thick, muscular thighs, and dart my tongue out to swipe over the small spot of wetness in the front of his boxer briefs. As impossible as I thought it was, his taste explodes on my tongue, and all I can think about is how badly I want more.
I press further into him, opening my mouth and putting my lips over the head of his cock. He hisses through his teeth and his hand grabs hold of my hair. He doesn’t pull, he just holds me there as I move my mouth around, gauging his reactions.
“Fuck, baby,” he says. “I’m not even in your mouth yetand I’m already on the verge of coming.” I preen under his praise and decide to make the next move as I grab his waistband and pull down enough for his cock to spring free. I could tell it was big by the way it felt rubbing against me a few minutes ago, but I certainly wasn’t prepared for the real thing. Not only is it long, but it’s so thick. Wide veins wrap around the length of it, and I swear I can see it pulsing with need. My mouth waters even more now that I know I get to taste it.
“Touch it, Grace,” he commands. I’m too excited to hesitate, so I reach up, wrapping my hand around as much of it as I can. He’s so big, I can’t even connect my fingers while I hold him.
He sucks in a breath. “Fuck. Stroke me. Firm grip, up and down slowly.”
I do as he says, tightening my hand until I see the muscles in his abs flex. And when I start stroking him up and down, his hips immediately begin to thrust into my grip. As much as I want to look at his dick, I’m completely entranced by the expression on his face as I jerk him off. His eyes are closed, and his mouth is hanging open as he sucks in deep breaths, exhaling forcefully every time I tighten my fist.
He opens his eyes and looks down at me. The intimate way we’re staring into each other is almost too much for me, but I can’t seem to tear myself away from it. I want him inside of me in every way.
