Page 35 of Keeper
She turned and whispered into my ear. “Can I tell you something, Tanner?”
“You can tell me anything you want.”
She leaned even closer. The rasp of her warm breath tickled my ear, raising the hairs on the back of my neck. “I liked kissing you. I didn’t mean for you to stop.”
I smiled and whispered back. “I liked kissing you, too.”
We looked at each other. The leather couch cushions crinkled and gave way as we leaned towards each other.
I followed the curve of her lip with my tongue—a question that only she had the answer to. Her shy tongue emerged and touched mine. Our tongues slid together, pulling and pushing, as we learned to move together as one.
The movie continued to play in the background, but therealshow was the fireworks exploding behind my eyes.
“My God,” she whispered beneath her breath. She grabbed a fistful of my shirt and pulled me into the cushions with her. “Your kisses give me the butterflies, Tanner.”
We laid side by side on the couch and made out in the dark. Our clothes stayed on but we lost ourselves in each other, trading tongues and rubbing ourselves against each other. I was so hard for her, I wassureshe could feel my swollen cock throbbing against her thigh.
We lost track of time, making out like a couple of teenagers. Before we knew it, the credits were rolling.
“The movie’s over!” she giggled, burying her flushed face in my chest. “How long have we been doing this …?”
I kissed her again, sucking on her tongue. Her taste and scent filled my senses, making me drunk on her essence. The hotter we kissed, the brighter our passion burned. I wantedallof her.
“I don’t know,” I said. I suddenly tore myself away from her and sat up. “But we’vegotto stop.”
She looked disappointed. “Why?”
“Because I’d giveanythingto have you right now, Ainsley.”
She whimpered. “Tanner.”She climbed into my lap andstraddled me. “Why are you so hot?”
“Ainsley …” I growled, using every last ounce of willpower to keep from putting my hands all over her.
But a dry knot of desire twisted in my throat when I peered down her arched back and spotted her tiny thong. She’d been fighting with her short dress all night, but now she didn’t care as it hiked up her perfect ass. And she didn’t care when I clapped my hands on her ass, either. I grabbed two handfuls of her rear and gave a squeeze and a jiggle.
“Such a nice ass,” I grumbled, a hitch in my voice.
“Tanner,” she purred, grinding her hips on me.
I felt her animal heat radiating through her panties and against the crotch of my pants. I rocked against her, my cock so full and hard it ached.
“Poor boy,” Ainsley whispered. “You’ve been so hard for so long.Hours!”
“Yeah.”
She leaned back on the solid bulge in my pants. Forbidden pleasure washed across her pink cheeks as she slid her mound against my pounding cock. She’d teased me for so long, I could blow my load just listening to her little moans of pleasure.
This was too far—I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed her.Now.
“I want you,” I whispered, pawing at her waist. “Ineedyou.”
“Tanner,” she panted, a look of pure torture on her face. “I want you, too …”
I threw her onto her back, spread her legs, and climbed between her. She moaned as I reached up her thigh with my hand. The heat between her legs sweltered hotter with every inch I traveled, until my hand was just outside the source of her damp heat, when—
“Wait!” Her eyes were tightly squeezed shut, her palm stuck to her forehead. “Tanner, I’m so sorry. We can’t.”
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