Page 82 of Keeper
A cute smirk of satisfaction creased his mouth as he played with the tits he’d claimed for himself. He bounced and squeezed and jiggled my boobs in his massive hands.
And while the girls certainly liked his doting attention,Istarted to feel a little left out.
“Kiss me?” I asked, enticing him with my sweetest voice.
I didn’t have to ask twice.
“Hell yeah,” he snarled.
His kisses were so right, a warm, shimmering glow began to tingle between my legs. He pulled my hair, exposing my neck, and began to suck.
I wanted more,neededmore.
“Touch me?” I asked, a yearning between legs.
He obeyed, his lips still locked on mine. Slowly, his giant hand began to wander down my side, dragging his finger tips across my skin until every frazzled nerve in my body tingled and screamed with anticipation.
I parted my legs, granting him access. Gently, he set a pair of fingers against my mound.
“Yes,” I bellowed, moaning with deep and primal desire. “Play with me, Tanner.”
Through the thin, stretchy material of my leggings, he dragged his thick finger up and down my folds. My pussy clenched, ratcheting tighter with tension. I moaned harder, louder, encouraging him to rip me out of what was left of my clothes and have his way with me.
The boy knew perfectly well what I needed. Digging his fingers under my waistband, he peeled my leggings off. At last, his hand burrowed beneath my panties. The scorching heat of our bodies melded when his thick fingers grazed my swollen flesh.
“Fuck,” he whispered in my ear, toying with my pussy. “You’re so wet.”
“Sowet,” I agreed, whispering back. I was never much of a dirty talker, but something about Tanner brought it out of me. I wanted to be slutty—but only for him. “I want your big dick, Tanner. Right now.”
My hands headed south, over a carved valley of toned muscle, the tips of my fingers playing his abs like a washboard.
“Ainsley …” he murmured.
I wrapped my fingers around the thick bulge in his sexy sweatpants and began to tug. His eyes fell shut and he grunted swear words and sexy nothings. But when I pulled back his waistband and reached into his pants, he caught me by the wrist and stopped me.
“Wait,” he said, gasping for air. “I wanna taste you first.”
I swallowed down a thick knot of surprise. “Yeah?”
He nodded, a determined smile on his handsome face as he retreated, slithering between my legs.
Tanner tugged my panties off my bottom, crumpling them into a tight ball in his fist before throwing them over his shoulder. Hooking his hands under my knees, he spread my legs and splayed me open, bringing my bare mound right to his thirsty mouth.
“Fuck,” he grumbled hoarsely. “That’s the cutest pussy I’ve ever seen.”
“It’s all yours,” I told him, clenching a fistful of his lush hair.
The cute smile on his face as he leaned in told me hereallyliked hearing that. Delicately, he traced my folds with the tip of his wet, warm, tender tongue. With the touch of a feather, he tuned my senses to the lightest touch.
“Ooh.” I moaned, writhing and sinking deeper into the mattress.
My insides twisted with carnal need as he licked higher and higher, inching ever-so-slowly towards my clit. I mewled with excitement as his brush strokes approached my pleasure center … and yet every single time he neared, he cruelly stoppedjustshy of it.
But I knew he was fartoo talented with that tongue for this to be a case of a guy who didn’t know what to do with a clit—no, quite the opposite, he knewexactlywhat he was doing. He was building a fire inside me one deliciously mean lick at a time.
He teased and tortured me until my thighs trembled, and the bed sheets beneath my bottom were soaked. He sucked and drank from my pussy until my sensitive nubscreamedfor his mouth. Only then, when he knew Ireallyneeded it, did he give me what I want.
“Yes!” I moaned as he finally tongued my clit. Passionately, he swirled and cupped and sucked with just the right amount of pressure to make my toes curl and my pelvis quake. The kindling he’d carefully stoked inside me had broken loose—now it threatened to sweep over me, like a raging wildfire, incinerating everything in its path into a molten ecstasy.
