words.
"Wasn't it enough that you slept with Greg before our weddin’? Now you want to destroy everythin’ for me?"
Obviously he is talking with the girl from the pizza parlor.
"I couldn't care less what you want, Diane. I'm a lot happier now that I ever was with you and you hate the thought."
More murmurs filled the silence.
"It doesn't matter who I had with me tonight and it's none of your business who I'm seein'. This conversation is over. Goodbye."
Tanner hung up the phone and ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. She walked up behind him and put her arms around his waist, resting her head on his shoulder. He rubbed the hand resting on his stomach before turning around to cup her face with his hands.
"I'm sorry," she whispered.
"For what?" He pushed his hands into her hair and she closed her eyes for a moment, loving the feel of his fingers on her scalp.
"For the hell she put you through. I guess we've both been hurt pretty badly."
"I'm not lettin' her hurt me anymore. She's not worth the trouble," he murmured, pulling her to his chest. "This is what's important now, not her."
They stood in each other's arms for what seemed like hours. Tanner stroking her back as she clung to him, daring to hope somehow he wasn't too good to be true.
She stepped back slightly as she whispered, "Tanner, I think—"
His lips on hers stopped the flow as he took possession of her mouth, blinding her to whatever she planned to say. Desire raced through her veins like a match to dry grass, while his lips brushed against hers as light as a feather. She had always been a sucker for soft kisses and Tanner's drove her crazy. He moaned as she pushed her breasts against his chest. His tongue dove inside her mouth, swirling within, dancing with her own as he swallowed her answering whimper.
After a moment, he pulled away and ran small kisses down her neck to her shoulder as he whispered, "I love the way you taste. Your skin is so soft, I could touch you forever." He finally dragged his mouth from her and put his forehead against hers, as their rapid breathing mingled. "We should stop. I didn't bring you over here to try to get you into bed with me."
"But, I don't want to stop," she murmured, holding his gaze with hers.
He closed his eyes as she shifted to run kisses along his jaw and down his neck, nibbling at the skin beneath her mouth.
"Amy," he whispered, trying to step back, but she followed. "Amy, please. We shouldn't do this, not yet."
"Why?"
"We should get to know each other better before we jump into havin' sex."
She looked into his eyes. "I want you. Right now, I don't care how well I know you. You said something about fucking me until I scream." She heard him groan at her words. "Show me." His breathing hitched, coming out in little panting breaths as he fought for control. Goose bumps flittered along his arms while her lips trailed kisses down his chest, unbuttoning his shirt as worked her way down.
Cupping her face with his hands, he tugged her back up, the heat in his eyes intense and scorching. "Are you sure this is what you want?"
She let a small smile flitter across her lips. "Oh yeah."
He looked almost afraid as he whispered, "God, I need to fuck you so bad."
"What's stopping you, cowboy?"
He swooped down, taking her lips in a desperate kiss, his tongue gliding across until she opened her mouth. A deep moan rumbled in his chest, slipping from between his lips as she captured it with her own.
His hands were everywhere, wrapped in her hair, along her shoulders and down her arms, raising goose bumps on her skin. She wrapped her own in the hair at the nape of his neck, sliding the silky strains through her fingers. He released her lips as their rapid breaths mingled and he reached for the hem of her tank top before he slipped it over her head. His lips skimmed over her cheek to her ear, nipping at the earlobe with his teeth for a moment, prior to continuing his journey down her salty neck, nibbling at
"Wasn't it enough that you slept with Greg before our weddin’? Now you want to destroy everythin’ for me?"
Obviously he is talking with the girl from the pizza parlor.
"I couldn't care less what you want, Diane. I'm a lot happier now that I ever was with you and you hate the thought."
More murmurs filled the silence.
"It doesn't matter who I had with me tonight and it's none of your business who I'm seein'. This conversation is over. Goodbye."
Tanner hung up the phone and ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. She walked up behind him and put her arms around his waist, resting her head on his shoulder. He rubbed the hand resting on his stomach before turning around to cup her face with his hands.
"I'm sorry," she whispered.
"For what?" He pushed his hands into her hair and she closed her eyes for a moment, loving the feel of his fingers on her scalp.
"For the hell she put you through. I guess we've both been hurt pretty badly."
"I'm not lettin' her hurt me anymore. She's not worth the trouble," he murmured, pulling her to his chest. "This is what's important now, not her."
They stood in each other's arms for what seemed like hours. Tanner stroking her back as she clung to him, daring to hope somehow he wasn't too good to be true.
She stepped back slightly as she whispered, "Tanner, I think—"
His lips on hers stopped the flow as he took possession of her mouth, blinding her to whatever she planned to say. Desire raced through her veins like a match to dry grass, while his lips brushed against hers as light as a feather. She had always been a sucker for soft kisses and Tanner's drove her crazy. He moaned as she pushed her breasts against his chest. His tongue dove inside her mouth, swirling within, dancing with her own as he swallowed her answering whimper.
After a moment, he pulled away and ran small kisses down her neck to her shoulder as he whispered, "I love the way you taste. Your skin is so soft, I could touch you forever." He finally dragged his mouth from her and put his forehead against hers, as their rapid breathing mingled. "We should stop. I didn't bring you over here to try to get you into bed with me."
"But, I don't want to stop," she murmured, holding his gaze with hers.
He closed his eyes as she shifted to run kisses along his jaw and down his neck, nibbling at the skin beneath her mouth.
"Amy," he whispered, trying to step back, but she followed. "Amy, please. We shouldn't do this, not yet."
"Why?"
"We should get to know each other better before we jump into havin' sex."
She looked into his eyes. "I want you. Right now, I don't care how well I know you. You said something about fucking me until I scream." She heard him groan at her words. "Show me." His breathing hitched, coming out in little panting breaths as he fought for control. Goose bumps flittered along his arms while her lips trailed kisses down his chest, unbuttoning his shirt as worked her way down.
Cupping her face with his hands, he tugged her back up, the heat in his eyes intense and scorching. "Are you sure this is what you want?"
She let a small smile flitter across her lips. "Oh yeah."
He looked almost afraid as he whispered, "God, I need to fuck you so bad."
"What's stopping you, cowboy?"
He swooped down, taking her lips in a desperate kiss, his tongue gliding across until she opened her mouth. A deep moan rumbled in his chest, slipping from between his lips as she captured it with her own.
His hands were everywhere, wrapped in her hair, along her shoulders and down her arms, raising goose bumps on her skin. She wrapped her own in the hair at the nape of his neck, sliding the silky strains through her fingers. He released her lips as their rapid breaths mingled and he reached for the hem of her tank top before he slipped it over her head. His lips skimmed over her cheek to her ear, nipping at the earlobe with his teeth for a moment, prior to continuing his journey down her salty neck, nibbling at
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