Tank's Property by Jenika Snow Page A

body, and groaned out.
    “Come closer,” she whispered, and he moved a step closer to her. She sat up and grabbed his balls with her other hand, having him on the verge of coming right then and there.
    “Wrap your lips around it, Bunny.” Maybe he should have gone slow, been gentle with her for this first time after so many years. But having Bunny here had this rawness coming out of him.
    Her breasts rose and fell as her breathing picked up. She leaned forward, removed her hands from his balls, and wrapped them around his shaft. It felt like time stood still for that one second as they looked at each other.
    “Go on, baby.”
    Bunny leaned forward and wrapped her lips around the crown of his shaft, and he let out a groan, about to come right in her mouth. Her actions were slow and almost tentative at first, but as the seconds moved by she became bolder. She sucked on his cockhead, stroked the root of his erection with her hand, and he found himself thrusting in and out of her mouth shallowly.
    “That’s it, baby.” He speared his hand in her hair. He was transfixed at the sight of her sucking him off, of her cheeks hollowing, and of hearing the soft sounds leaving her.
    His orgasm rushed forward, and before this was over before it really started, he took a step back, his cock coming free of her mouth.
    “Lie back on the bed for me, Bunny baby.”
    She did just that, and he ran a hand over his mouth, his focus transfixed on the sight of her before him like some kind of offering. Her legs were spread and her pussy lips parted, showing him exactly how glossy she was for him. Tank went to his knees between her splayed thighs, inhaled deeply, and smelled the fresh scent of his soap on her body. He smoothed his hands down her legs, and the sound of her swallowing filled the too quiet room.
    “Touch me, Tank.”
    He lifted his gaze to her face for only a second before moving his focus back to her pussy. Placing his hands on her inner thighs, he licked his lips, feeling how warm her skin was, and seeing how primed she was for him, for his cock. For several seconds he did nothing but stare at where his hands rested on her legs. A tightening started at the base of his spine, and he knew if he didn’t fuck her he’d come all over the damn sheets like some kind of teenager.
    “Tank,” she whispered his name again, a plea in the darkness. “It’s been too long.”
    Yeah, he couldn’t fucking disagree with that.
    “Lay back, baby girl. Let me take care of you.”
    She rested back on the mattress and closed her eyes, trusting him, giving him this power. He moved his fingers along her silky folds of her pussy. He needed to make this good for her, to show her they were perfect for each other, that she was meant for him in all ways.
    “You feel so damn wet and soft, Bunny,” he growled out the words. “Look at me when I’m touching you, baby.” He tried to keep his voice soft, but there was clearly a distinct note of command laced in the words. He was hardened naturally from the life he led, by the experiences that had shaped him, but there was always a ray of light in is life when it came to being with Bunny. He missed that, missed her, and he’d meant it when he said he wouldn’t let her go again.
    For several long seconds he didn’t speak, just stared at her and continued to keep a firm, yet gentle hold on her inner thighs. Sliding his hands up her body, he stopped right below her breasts, and felt how fast and hard her heart was beating.
    “You smell so fucking good,” he groaned. “I remember how you taste, so sweet, silky against my lips and tongue.” He leaned forward and ran his tongue along her cleft. Tank felt this string in him draw tight before snapping in half, before breaking and having him lose all self-control. He started licking and sucking at her, wrapped his lips around her clit until she was pulling at his hair and moaning out. Bunny moved her hips back and forth, thrust her pussy firmly against