10. Grace

TEN

GRACE

I slowly drift awake, immediately feeling Tanner's warm body pressed against my back. I have to keep reminding myself that I can't let my feelings get involved with this whole thing, but it hasn't been easy.

Yesterday, we went to the movies, trying our best to look like two pals hanging out until the lights dimmed, leaving us in the dark with only three other people in the large room, seated way up in front of us. It wasn't long before his hand slid down the front of my shorts, stroking my clit while he whispered dirty things into my ear until I quietly orgasmed.

I was hoping that when we got back, he'd finally make the move and take my virginity, but he didn't. Instead, he went down on me until I begged him to give me a break. I woke up in the middle of the night, seeing him lying there naked, and couldn't stop myself from kissing down his body and taking him into my mouth. He woke up, grinning down at me sleepily before digging his hand into my hair and controlling my movements until I was gagging and gasping for breath. By the time he finally came, my face was covered in tears and my throat was sore in the most delicious way.

I can tell he's starting to let go a little. At first, he was so careful, treating me like I might break if he was even the slightest bit rough. But each time, he's given me a little bit more of the dominance I'm dying to experience.

"Mmm," he hums, pressing his nose into my hair. "Morning, beautiful."

"Morning," I rasp, pressing my ass into his cock, which is already hard. He tightens his hold on me as I move slowly, grinding back into him. His fingers move up and down my bare stomach, reminding me that we're both completely naked and turned on.

Is this it? Could we actually do it this time?

Nerves take over my insides, but I want this so badly. In fact, I've never wanted anything more in my whole life. It's gone from just wishing it was over and done with, to actually longing to give my body to Tanner completely.

I roll to my back, and he immediately starts moving his lips all over my skin. My neck. My collarbone. My shoulder. And when he works his way to my tits, taking one tight, hard nipple into his mouth, I moan loudly. I can feel myself getting more aroused by the second as he sucks and bites on the sensitive peak. I have to squeeze my thighs together to quell the ache that's pulling at my core.

"Are you wet, baby?" he coos, lowering his hand between my thighs. I open for him immediately and my heart pounds in my chest as he rubs my slit, groaning at what he finds. I whimper, lifting my hips from the bed, trying to get him to push inside. I need him. I'm desperate for all of him.

He stills for a moment, looking into my eyes. "Are you sure you're ready, Grace? I need you to be absolutely positive. Once it's gone, you can't get it back," he says, his expression completely serious.

"I'm ready," I whisper. "I want to give it to you, Tanner. Please. Take it."

His brows pull in as though he's contemplating something. I start to get nervous, thinking maybe he won't go through with it, until his conflicted expression morphs into one of sincerity and acceptance. I exhale the breath I was holding in, thankful that he's not running out of here before we can go any further.

He swallows thickly, nodding his head before he cups my cheek in one hand. He lowers his lips to mine and slides on top of me, where my legs are already open and waiting for him. The feel of his bare, hard cock rubbing along my wetness is unlike anything I've ever felt before. And when he slowly thrusts his hips, rubbing his head at the perfect angle on my clit, I cry out. He's not even inside me and I'm already seeing stars. He feels like stone wrapped in velvet as he continues pumping himself over my most sensitive part, making me desperate for more.

"Please," I beg.

"We need a condom," he says, clearly pained by the idea of leaving the bed to get his wallet. I don't want him to go, either.

"I'm on the pill," I blurt. I've always had heavy periods, so when I was fourteen, my doctor prescribed birth control to combat the symptoms. Even though I've never had sex, I've been on it ever since.

He squeezes his eyes shut. "I can't come inside you, Grace. It's too risky."

"Then pull out," I tell him. "I want to feel you."

He rubs his thumb on my cheek, pressing his mouth to mine. When his tongue teases my bottom lip, I open for him. I feel tingles all over my body as he kisses me like his life depends on it. I'm not completely sure I wouldn't float away if he weren't pinning me to the mattress.

I'm brought back to the moment when he lines the head of his cock at my entrance and slowly begins to thrust forward, meeting resistance before he can even get inside. And just as he starts pushing harder, I hear it.

"Gracie!" a voice sings from the hallway, making us both go completely stiff. My eyes go wide, pushing Tanner off of me with the strength of a goddamn gorilla on Red Bull, sending him over the edge and onto the floor between the bed and wall. He lands with a loud thud , groaning in pain.

"Shhhh!" I say, pulling the covers up over my body just in time for my mom to open the door and peek in.

"Hey, sweetie," she says cheerfully. "Just wanted to let you know that your dad had a work emergency, so we had to come home a few days early."

I do my best to look like I didn't just have an actual dick being pushed into me, and that the owner of said dick isn't butt-ass naked on the floor beside me. "Oh, man," I squeak, clearing my throat. Fucking smooth, Grace. "That sucks."

"Well, you know what they say," she says with a sigh. "If you want something done right, you have to do it yourself. And Bobby Archer doesn't know his ass from a hole in the ground. I told your father to just let the old coot retire early."

Great. Cool. Awesome.

Can we wrap this up so I can sneak our neighbor out of here before you find out he was just about to deflower your precious baby girl under your roof without protection? K, thanks.

"Are you okay?" she asks. "You look flushed. You don't have a fever, do you?" She opens the door fully and my eyes go wide with panic as she walks toward the bed.

"Mom, I'm fine," I rush out as she lays the back of her hand on my cheek, then my forehead. "I was just about to get up and take a shower."

She raises a suspicious brow, doing a scan of the room from where she stands. My heart is pounding so hard and fast, I feel like it might vibrate me right onto the floor with Tanner. I stare like a deer in headlights until she finally speaks.

"Okay. Pick all these clothes up off the floor. Just because you're eighteen doesn't mean house rules don't apply. I still have the authority to ground you," she teases, making me relax just slightly, until I realize the clothes she's talking about don't belong to me. I stiffen again, but thankfully, she's already walking out the door, closing it behind her with a quiet snick .

I huff a relieved breath, sinking into the pillow. I try to regulate my heart rate, completely forgetting about Tanner until he peeks up over the mattress. "Lock the door, Bunny!" he whisper-shouts. "My fucking cock is out!"

"Oh my God!" I say, scrambling out of bed and locking the door. I turn, leaning my back to it, watching as he stands and walks toward his boxer briefs that are bunched up at the foot of the bed. It's a fucking miracle my mom didn't notice them, but I guess they could've been mistaken for a tank top or something.

He quickly steps into them, pulling them up his muscled thighs, and I can't lie, I die a little inside. We were so close . He must see the despair in my expression because he laughs quietly as he walks over, dropping a quick kiss to my lips before moving to my ear.

"I wasn't even inside you and I can already tell I'm going to be obsessed with your cunt, baby," he rasps.

I whimper quietly as he pulls my lobe into his mouth, giving it a gentle suck. I'm all the way turned on again and there's nothing we can do about it.

"Tonight, you're mine," he whispers. "I'll figure it out and text you, okay?"

All I can do is nod as he throws on the rest of his clothes and turns away, opening the window and disappearing. There's a trellis right outside my room that he used to climb when Riggs still lived here, and thankfully he'll be able to sneak out unseen between our houses.

I walk over, closing the window and grabbing my clothes to shower. Now that I know we're in the clear, I have a little extra pep in my step as I think about what's going to happen tonight…and who it's going to happen with.