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Carmen's body was tight, knowing relief was so close, but Tanner enjoyed torturing her too much. She resolved to make him come first by sucking on his cockhead with all the suction force she could do when she felt a finger entering her rosette.
God, he was such a jerk. He knew she loved it back there. Sometimes, too much.
Her body was seized by the dark pleasure from his fingers. She continued rubbing his cock, though not as vigorously as before. The feeling of his fingers burned, but fuck, it was heaven. Then he was spreading her lips open with his tongue.Too much.She couldn't.
She came with a shout, furiously fucking Tanner in the face while her hand picked up the pace. She tried to suck him, but her body was rocking wildly, helpless against the white-hot pleasure surrounding her. Tanner tasted her just as her pussy rippled from orgasm, hitting his tongue with her sweet cum. Carmen refused to do it alone, so with a few more determined strokes and turns, Tanner's cock erupted with a thick stream of semen. He growled.
She managed a smirk before her lips clamped around his cockhead and sucked.
"Turkey in the spring,"Tanner said later. He was sitting up in her king-sized bed. Perched on his slender nose was a pair of hipster glasses while scrolling at his tablet. He was shirtless and looked tasty with his rich, golden tan. It was a shame he was wearing jogging pants.
Fresh from a shower, Carmen was patting her hair dry with a towel. Her pale, freckled skin was covered in droplets and nothing else.
"What about Turkey in the spring?" She asked, giving an innocent pop of her hip when Tanner glanced at her and smiled in approval at her naked state.
"Our wedding."
Carmen left her towel at the foot of the bed and went to the dresser for clothes. As she pulled out a t-shirt and a pair of boy shorts, she heard Tanner moving into the bed.
"Turkey is the hottest place on earth but it's really beautiful in the spring. The beaches, the colors . . . "Dressed now, Carmen turned to find Tanner lying on his back at the foot of the bed, eyes on the tablet while speaking. He had pushed her towel aside. "Or we can do a winter wedding in Switzerland."
"Must we make a ceremony out of it?" Carmen asked as she climbed to her side of the bed. Eyes still on the screen, Tanner stroked the leg she stretched toward him. "I was thinking more of city hall, with just immediate family and a few close friends." Tanner still had a family, but Carmen was an orphan. As for friends . . . she will deal with it when she has to.
"I know you're not into looking like a cupcake on the big day and a big reception," Tanner told her, putting the tablet away and pulling her leg, so it rested on his chest. "But my family is traditional. Don't make me look bad," he scolded her playfully. "Rich, successful PR guy scrimping on his wedding?"
Carmen grinned. "I dare you to try stopping that from getting out."
He sat up, and Carmen trailed her foot suggestively down his navel. He trapped her foot in his hands just before her big toe could push at the waistband of his pants.
"That the kind of wedding you want? City hall?"
"Tanner, what matters to me is the man. I don't give a fuck about cakes and fondant shit and all that. You're what I want." She said. "But if your family insists on a church ceremony . . . "
It made her skin crawl, standing before the crowd while they proclaimed they were each other. Carmen was not comfortable with attention like that. She knew how cruel people could be. But she had Tanner and his family to think about.
Tanner grinned and played with her toes. "I like city hall too but a church ceremony, you in a dress. Knowing what's under all those proper layers." He wiggled his eyebrows.
"Do we have to decide now? We've just gotten engaged."
Carmen adjusted her position as Tanner settled between her legs. Resting his chin on her tummy, he said, "No, we don't have to decide right away. But I want to be with you, Carmen." He took her hand and kissed the ring there. "We've been circling around each other for years. We've wasted so much time."
"Not to me," she told him gently. "We had to grow up a bit. You were a gigantic fucktard when we first met."
Tanner chuckled and kissed her navel. "I must have improved to have won the hand of the mighty Carmen."
She played with his curls. "These days, you're just a fuck."
"I'll take it." He rose a bit and pulled at her shorts. "And this."
As Carmen raised her hips to help him shimmy her bottoms down, her phone on the nightstand started to vibrate. She glanced at it as Tanner spread her legs and settled between them.
A name. Ramiro. On and on, and the screen flashed.Ramiro. Ramiro. Ramiro.
Poised to slay her again,Tanner asked, "Someone important?"
Carmen hit IGNORE, and the phone went quiet. She relaxed against the pillows with a sigh. She urged Tanner to lower his head to her cunt, ignoring the heaviness in her heart, the voice screaming at her. His tongue pressed on her clit.
"Not anymore."
