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TWO

MILLIE

The door slammed behind us, shutting out common sense and any clue about what we thought we were doing. It shut out everything except the two of us.

My chest heaved from having the life kissed out of me. Or maybe it was having the life put back into me. I had a feeling Tanner was about to show me exactly how he could put the life back into me.

“Millie, you have the time it takes me to put this box down to change your mind. Because I’m planning to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked.” He leveled a smile my way, one which slowly crooked on the left side, pulling in a dimple. “And by fuck, I mean worship.”

He could have dropped it on the floor like I had, but he carefully placed it down. Taking his time, giving me the opportunity to change my mind. His eyes never wavered from the hold they had me in, not as he stepped forward, not as he gripped my jaw in his hand.

“I meant what I said earlier.”

“What was that? ”

“That you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen in my life.” His eyes searched my face. “Now, which is your bed?”

I pointed to the one on the far side, near the window. I’d barely dropped my hand before I found myself launched into the air to land on it.

There should be alarm bells blaring in my head that I was about to make one of the more stupid decisions of my life, but instead, all it could focus on was the almost predatory narrowing of Tanner’s eyes, his steady gait as he stepped toward me, and how goddamn sexy it was.

“What?” I managed to rasp out as Tanner stopped at the end of my bed and stared down at me.

“Nothing. I’m just trying to figure out where to begin.”

Where to begin ? Oh, dear god.

Up until this point in my life, most—but not all—of my orgasms were courtesy of my tried and trusted battery-operated friends. I had a sudden and overwhelming feeling I was woefully underqualified for what was about to happen.

He said nothing more, so I toed off my sneakers, letting them thud on the floor, and glanced back up to find amusement pulling at his lips.

“Why stop there?” His blue eyes twinkled with challenge.

I might be out of my depth, but I imagined he was used to a girl who complied with anything he wanted and lived to do his bidding.

I saw them every time I was at a game. They lined the gates and piled into the clubs they knew the players frequented, all in the hopes of being taken home at the end of the night.

I was fresh off a train journey, and my face was still puffy from hours of crying, but if he wanted to set me a challenge, I wasn’t going to back down .

Crossing my arms over my chest, I tugged off the sweater. Before I could second-guess myself, my still-damp bra followed. Glazed eyes focused their attention on my rock-hard nipples and urged me on.

My fingers inched under the elastic of my workout pants.

“Stop.”

I stopped.

“I changed my mind. You don’t get to take this fantasy away from me.

” The mattress dipped as he knelt and gripped my ankles.

With one tug, I was pulled down the bed until his knees forced my thighs apart.

Leaning forward, his fingers replaced mine under the edge of my pants and tucked into my panties.

The brush of his skin against the sensitive spot on the right of my hip had my belly convulsing.

Before I could stop him, he dropped his head, pushing his nose hard into my groin and breathing in.

I was too shocked to be embarrassed; I was too shocked to be anything, even when he groaned loudly.

Goose bumps erupted over my skin at the raw intensity.

Even more unexpected was the throbbing in every cell of my body.

It was so pronounced Tanner had to be able to feel it too.

He barely lifted his head before he finished what he started, and my leggings were tossed to the side to land near my sneakers.

The AC hit my skin. I’d never felt so exposed.

I could feel the heat of his stare right at the point his eyes were trained between my legs, and the arousal dripping out.

It was almost too much. I couldn’t quite remember the last time I’d had sex, but I knew without a doubt I hadn’t been this turned on .

I hadn’t felt like I would explode just from the heat in their eyes.

“Oh, Mills , you little liar . For nine months you’ve treated me with nothing but indifference, but this…” He swiped his finger through my slit and held it in front of me like a trial attorney presenting evidence. It glistened in the sunlight. “ This is a whole other story. You’re drenched.”

I couldn’t stop the whimper, it was all I could do not to beg him to touch me again. That all too brief sensation had lit a fuse and I needed more.

“Tanner, stop talking and get on with it.” The order came out as almost a snarl.

His brow shot up, fierceness clouding his features. “Let me be very clear. We do this on my time frame, not yours. I have dreamed of you splayed out in front of me every day since we met, and I plan to make the most of every single second.”

My head fell back on the pillow with a groan, only to lift back up.

I didn’t know what was more frustrating, that he wasn’t yet touching me or that I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him.

His gaze was still locked between my thighs, held wide with his knees, while he slowly ran his thumb back and forth along his lower lip.

“Tan—”

“Say it, let me hear you.”

“Please.”

“Please what?”

My teeth would be gritting if I wasn’t so desperate. I could very well be having an out-of-body experience.

“Please, Tanner. Please touch me.”

“Fuck, Mills . Hearing you beg is enough to make me come in my pants.” His voice had dropped an octave, and when his eyes finally met mine again, the bright blue had been replaced by storm clouds. “Don’t worry, I’m going to make you feel so good.”

And then he did.

His tongue, his magic tongue that thrust into my mouth, thrust inside my pussy with the exact same fervor. My entire body arched off the bed, and I found myself pinned in place with the forearm I’d been admiring a mere twenty minutes ago stretched from hip to hip.

I couldn’t move. Every urge I had to grind against his mouth was halted by the grip he had me in.

The control combined with the tempo he’d set, added up to my desperate chase for a release, especially when he pulled back.

His head lifted, dilated pupils met mine.

I couldn’t tell whose chest was heaving more.

“I just needed to see your face. I don’t want to miss what you look like before you come, the very first time I make you.” Two fingers slipped inside me. “You are stunning.”

A whimper fell from my lips.

“And I need it on my cock.”

Before I knew what was happening, Tanner had reached behind him, tugged his shirt off, and I forgot how to breathe.

Compared to Tanner, everyone I’d slept with before had been a boy.

Tanner with thighs that could crack walnuts and abs sharp enough to grate cheese.

His biceps and triceps looked like they’d been hewn from the marble statues of Roman gods.

In short, I’d never seen anyone who looked like him. Not up close. Not ever .

He was so hot I could weep.

I didn’t even care that he knew how hot he was.

And then he dropped his pants.

I’d always heard stories about girls who’d slept with “well-endowed” guys. Horror stories of nights ending in the ER after too much enthusiasm. I was about to become one of those girls.

“Tanner…I…I…”

“You’re kicking yourself for waiting so long to sleep with me, aren’t you?” He stood at the end of the bed, lazily fisting his cock and not bothering to wait for an answer. “Don’t worry, if it hurts it’ll only hurt for a second, and I’ll make you feel so good after.”

I wasn’t sure how I was supposed to respond but he didn’t notice, instead bent down to pick up his pants and remove his wallet. After a second his eyes met mine, a thousand questions running through them.

“I don’t have any condoms,” he said eventually. “Mills. Tell me you’re on birth control.”

“I am.” I breathed out, using the last drop of breath in my body while his thumb began circling my clit. “God…yes. I am. I am .”

I’d barely finished speaking when the bed dipped again and my thighs were stretched wide. The head of his cock eased inside me, and I knew all bets were off. The control on his face was the most arousing thing I’d ever seen until he paused.

“Ahh, Millie Mills, fuck . Nine months, nine long months I’ve wondered how this would feel, and fuuck …it’s better than I ever dreamed. Your pussy is everything. Bare an d…oh shiiit ?—”

Another inch and the sensation of stretching around him was all it took for my eyes to roll back into my head.

I’d never felt like this before, needy and coiled so tight it would cause damage the second it was released.

Tanner upped the pressure on my clit, his thumb slipping through my arousal over and over until the telltale signs of an orgasm made themselves known.

“Oh yeah, that’s the face I want to see. Eyes on me, baby.”

“Tanner, move,” I rasped, trying to push myself down on his cock, my thighs shaking. But he held me in place.

“No way. I told you I wanted to see your face when you came. And I want to feel it on my cock, but we’re only at the beginning. So I’m gonna make you come now, and then I’m going to do it again.”

If I couldn’t see the tension rolling through his body—his shoulders, his arms, the flex of his abs—as he inched forward, I’d believe he was totally unaffected. I wanted to reach out and touch him but he was too far away, and when I moved, his thumb slipped down, increasing the pressure on my clit.

“Oh yes, let me feel you coming…squeeze my cock, Mills.”

“Ahh, oh god. Jesus, Tan ner ,” I cried out, my body finally giving in as waves and waves crashed through me.

“Hearing my name on your lips…” He dropped down and his mouth found mine. “It’s never sounded better.”