Page 71 of Snowed In with Four Firemen
“Tanner—”
“Enough games,” I growl, my voice low and rough. “I’ve been patient, I’ve beengood,but I’m done waiting, Emily.”
Her breath catches, and then, to my shock, her eyes darken. “Then what are you going to do about it?”
I don’t bother answering. I just lean down and crush my mouth to hers, kissing her hard and deep, pouring every ounce of frustration and need into the kiss. She moans, her arms flying around my neck as she kisses me back just as fiercely, her fingers tangling in my hair.
“Upstairs,” I rasp against her lips, my voice rough with need. “Now.”
She nods, her breathing ragged, and I grab her hand, pulling her toward the door.
We reach her room, and I practically kick the door open, pulling her inside. The second the door closes behind us, I have her pinned against it, my mouth on hers, my hands roaming over her body, squeezing, groping, needing to feel every inch of her.
“Tanner,” she gasps, arching against me as my hands slide up to cup her breasts. “Oh God…”
“Tell me you want this,” I growl, my mouth trailing down her neck, biting and kissing. “Tell me you want me.”
“Yes,” she breathes, her fingers clutching at my shirt, pulling me closer. “Yes, I want you. Please?—”
That’s all I need to hear. I spin her around, my hands yanking at her clothes, pushing her up against the wall. She moans, her head falling back as I kiss her hard, my hands sliding down to untie her sweatpants, shoving them down her thighs.
“Fuck, Emily,” I mutter, my hands trembling as I pull her pants down just enough, exposing her to me. “You have no idea how badly I want you.”
“I think—” She gasps as I push my cock into her belly, her hips rocking back against me, desperate and needy. “I have some idea.”
I chuckle under my breath, my fingers dipping into her underwear and finding her wet heat.
She looks down at my cock, and I can hear her catching her breath. “Tanner—you’re so big.”
“I know,” I murmur as I rub my cock against her right thigh. “But don’t worry, I’m going to be gentle. Turn around, I want you from behind.”
She bites her lips and nods, and the absolute trust she has in me makes me even harder.
The second I’m lined up, I push into her, burying myself in her cunt. She’s so fucking tight around me. She cries out, her whole body shuddering, and I groan, my head falling to her shoulder.
“You okay?”
“Yah, just go slow,” she responds gently.
I give her a few seconds to adjust, not moving, and when she relaxes, I thrust into her shallowly. I feel like I’m about to nut right there, but I want her to be as comfortable as possible.
“Ahh,” she says, her ass wiggling a little.
“Emily, you’re making it hard for me.”
“It’s okay,” she says, turning back to look at me. “You don’t have to hold back. I can take your big cock.”
She leans back, and we kiss hard. I grab her tits as I stroke inside, sitting fully inside of her before I lift her up a little so her ass is in the air.
“God, you feel amazing,” I rasp, gripping her hips hard enough to leave marks. “Emily?—”
“Please,” she whispers, her voice breaking. “Don’t stop.”
I won’t.
I start to move, hard and fast, thrusting into her over and over, the pleasure almost blinding in its intensity. She’s panting, her hands braced against the wall, her body rocking with every thrust, and it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
“Tanner, oh God?—”
