The Story of Me and T - A Tanner Buchanan Fanfic

Extract

Hey guys! Sorry I haven't updated in so long. I'm midway through the next chapter but though I'd leave you with a little teaser. Enjoy x

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I was either really smashed, or my hormones were sky high. Watching him gently roll the joint between his smooth fingertips, and his damn face that was presently lit up like a Christmas tree was really, really turning me on. Then he went and licked the paper to finish the job, and I was fucked, sat casually and still, whilst a puddle started forming between my legs. I was in total, sexually frustrated ore as his put it to his lips, lit the tip and inhaled.

'Want some baby?'

I shook my head slowly, continuing to stare, at his eyes, jaw and his lips. And the little shit noticed, looking back at me in such a suggestive manor, as though he knew exactly what I wanted, and I knew exactly how well he could give it to me. I briefly thought about it, before totally losing my fucking shit.

I sat back in my chair and pulled my thong down my legs and off completely. He just sat staring at me do it in borderline disbelief, even when I reached over and started to unzip his jeans like there was no tomorrow.

'Easy, baby' He said looking down at me...

'Are u sure about this?' He added, putting out the joint with his fingers. There was a new agenda

I was so damn sure, but didn't answer him, I just pulled him free and started to lick a trail all the way around his tip. I was going slow, I wanted to savour the feel of his soft silky texture on my tongue.

Carefully I opened my mouth to take a fraction of him in, and sucked gently, finishing with a pop as he escaped my taut lips.

'Stop teasing me, Grace'

I climbed over to straddle him and lifted my dress up to expose my swollen over sensitized mess that he'd caused. He stared, with a glimpse of pride as I lowered myself slowly onto him. The length of his hardness resting in between my folds and his tip reaching my spot. His naked skin connecting with mine, the best feeling that I'd grown accustomed to of late.

Eagerly searching for release, I started to move, grinding against him. The friction against my place of need pushing me closer and closer. In response he freed each of my boobs from my dress, wrapped his lips around my nipple and began to suck and swirl his tongue around and around, up and down. Over and over. It was sensational. I always appreciated this, but never before had it ever felt so good. My boobs were overly sensitive, my whole body was, and I needed more

'Tanner'

'Just let it go, Grace' He ordered.

'I can't' I replied with an anguished moan.

'What is it baby' he replied lifting his mouth to suck on my neck.

'Penetration' I managed to say despite the heavy breathing.  

'Baby we can't. What about protection? I don't have anything' he said killing the atmosphere..

'Oh, Tanner' I wined in frustration

'Sorry baby, when we left tonight, I really didn't think we'd end up fucking in my car'

'Well, there's always the pull-out method. It's pretty effective' I said half joking, in desperation

'Grace, you're wild. What's gotten into tonight baby?' He asked chuckling

It was him. The way he made me feel. The need to be physically connected to him. I don't think I'd ever been so desperate for anything my entire life. It was crippling me. And the need was from deep, deep within.

Sensing the tension, he switched from joking, to dead serious, looking straight into my eyes, searching for answers.

'It's you, Tanner. I need you' I said gently lowering myself in pure bliss of the feel of him finally inside me, and the few seconds of stretching while my body relaxed around him. To my relief, he didn't protest almost as though as he was telling me the feeling was reciprocated.

He grabbed the steering wheel behind me with both hands, and I put mine on his arms to lift myself. I realised he was gripping pretty tightly, as I could feel his muscles bulging against my palms. He was fighting to hold it together. Impeccably. I lowered myself further and started working.

'Shit baby' he said, loosing himself. He was close, I could feel him pulsing, and twitching inside. But somewhere in the back of my mind I knew that it would probably be unhealthy to take the pill again. So, I pulled back and out he came, springing backwards onto his stomach, his length almost reaching his belly button, and I frantically resumed my rub up and down of it. I kept going until I reached the peak and started to spiral out of control. It was a fucking mammoth orgasm, and I was loud. Clearly not giving a shit if any one heard or caught us.

As the last waves left my body, I slumped on him dropping my head. Taking deep breaths to get myself back to reality. Holding my chin, he lifted my head, to look at him.

'Better?' He asked playing with the ends of my hair that danced around my nipples.

'You have no idea' I said climbing off of him to sit back in the passenger seat.

'I think I have a pretty good idea actually' he said looking down at his groin, at the milky white fluid that totally covered his rock hardness that also needed relief.....