Desperately Entwined (Touched By You 8) (3 page)

The next afternoon,
Natalie followed Tanner through their newly renovated New York home, leaving security to protect them from the marbled hallway, outside their front door. The fifteen-room residence took up an entire floor of the very sought-after building on the Upper East Side.

Completed according to their specifications, the interior design was classy yet homey. Unsure how that was achieved, she was very glad it had been. A pricey New York home can easily turn stiff and uninviting
, if overdone. Their designer had brought their dream to life, creating a home that was both beautiful and inviting.

The main room was furnished with a rich, earth-tone sofa and comfortable chairs. The kitchen had gleaming white marble floors with bleached wood cabinets, and state-of-the-art stainless steel appliances.
And there was a huge adjoining dining room with a massive oak table. The stone flooring in the hallway was decorated with inlaid patterns that spoke elegance. The home included two dens, a study, and a library. Plus, there was a separate gym/yoga room.

There were three bedrooms, a
separate dressing room, and a huge master bedroom with its own huge dressing room. One terrace faced Central Park, and a second terrace faced midtown Manhattan. The views were like something out of a travel brochure, advertising the beauty of New York.

One corner of the main room
housed Tanner’s new Grand piano, and Natalie ran her hand adoringly along the side as they walked by, feeling the polished pale maple. The inlaid ebony and pearl gleamed under the spotlight positioned just right. The piano was a work of art, and hearing Tanner play would create many joyful experiences. She hoped he’d play often, now that he had the new instrument.

The master bedroom had a white stone fire
place, and thickly padded stone-colored carpet. The bed had a canopy in a gold and white design that matched the wallpaper. It looked very European. The room was large enough to be half bedroom, half sitting room complete with furniture, and had its own terrace with a spectacular view.

Natalie couldn’t contain her excitement. The place was
beautiful, and it was their home. She giggled and jumped into Tanner’s arms, her feet completely off the floor. With his arms wrapped around her waist, he twirled around and they laughed together. He stepped closer to the bed and tossed her gently onto its plush comforter.

“Does this suit you, my sweet baby?” He asked, asking for confirmation of what he could already observe.

“Does it? It’s perfect….just perfect,” Natalie breathed, exhilarated from the whole experience.

Tanner kissed her neck, her cheeks, her forehead, her shoulders
, her nose and on and on, until she started laughing with glee. She reached under his armpits and tickled him, still laughing and giggling.

“Oh, no you don’t,” he cautioned, through his laughter. “Come, I want to show you something,” And with that, he leapt up, t
aking her hand to lead her.

They’d skipped over one of the dens
the first time through the house, and the door was still shut. Natalie remembered it was the room they’d chosen for their playroom. Tanner pulled a key from his pocket, unlocking and opening the huge wooden door slowly, to reveal the intimate room.

“Wow,” Natalie said, feeling suddenly overwhelmed by the highly sensual
atmosphere. It was a large room with a mural on one wall. The floors were polished hardwood, and there was a dropped ceiling where various items hung. In one corner was a low bed covered with creamy satin sheets. On shelves were various items that she recognized, and blushed at her memories of them.

She was glad to know she wasn’t beyond blushing. There were several cabinets that held more items for their pleasure, and a
rack attached to the wall where an assortment of whips and floggers hung temptingly.  The spanking bench was there, and a trunk for smaller items.

Just being in the room, sent heat to her lower belly, and she looked over at Tanner. Clearly, it had the same effect on him. Endless ideas of the uses of the racy room fill
ed her head, and her heart speeded. She took a deep breath.

“Let’s have a drink,” Tanner said, knowing she needed to ease into the newness of it all.

Most of the new furniture had been delivered, along w
ith the china, silver, and crystal wine glasses. One of Tanner’s many assistants had thoughtfully stocked the kitchen with essentials, including a wine opener. And some of his wines were already housed in the new wine chiller.

He opened a
2010 Screaming Eagle Sauvignon Blanc, and poured two glasses. They settled in on the terrace overlooking Fifth Avenue, trying out their new outdoor furniture. The awning blocked the sun, and the patio mister system cooled the air, keeping the temperature pleasant.

The brown wicker balcony seating with thick, white padded cushions was comfortable. Tanner sat down
, kicked off his sandals, and pulled Natalie onto his lap. He tapped her glass with his, making a tiny clink, and smiled, “To you my love, and our new home.” They sipped the vibrant wine, picking up the scent of summer peach.

Natalie looked subtly sexy in her
Akris Punto print skirt and cream-colored sleeveless blouse. Her only jewelry was a pair of diamond stud earrings. She slipped off her t-strap sandals and curled up in Tanner’s lap. He undid the tortoiseshell clip at the nape of her neck, letting her hair fall around her shoulders. He grabbed a fistful of her shiny hair and pulled her head back, looking deep into her eyes.

He was casually dressed
in his Armani fitted t-shirt, the stretchy blue material like a second skin over his well-formed pectorals and biceps. It made Natalie’s heart skip a beat. His cotton twill slacks draped around his hard thighs, and bulged in the middle with his growing erection. His smooth pale skin, and thick dark hair, completed the sexy look.

His grip tightened in her hair, and he leaned in to kiss her neck. His hot kiss sent a warm flow through her veins, and she melted
into him. Lazily, he kissed along her neck and below her jaw, savoring the taste of her. He licked and bit her tender skin, showing no signs of releasing her from his grip. Her sex tightened.

Stopping only to set their wine glasses on a small table, Tanner proceeded to tantalize her with his kisses. She closed her eyes, submitting to his touch. Holding her head in his hands, he kissed her forehead, cheeks, and eyelids.
Each burning kiss aroused her. Her nipples stiffened and she wished he would touch them.

As if knowing her thought, he cupped her breasts in his hands and squeezed just so, making her whimper. His hand slid under her skirt and his fingers rubbed over the satin of her tiny thong. She spread her legs and tipped her head back. She could feel his bulge under her, and longed to touch him.

Time seemed to slow, each touch timeless. As he palmed her inner thighs, she thought of nothing but her desire for him. She ran her hand over the slick material of his shirt, feeling the masculine muscle beneath. Her hand sought his beautiful face and she touched his chiseled jaw, that alone being enough to cause her to shudder with pleasure.

Something about touching through clothing was unexpectedly
hot. It was like passing through some forbidden limit, feeling what you weren’t supposed to. Fully clothed, Tanner cradled her in his arms and stood. He walked to the rail of the private terrace, setting her down, facing the stunning view. He placed his hands on the wooden rail, one on each side of her, and pressed his hips against her lower back.

She pushed back against him, feeling his hard erection dig int
o her. The expanse of blue sky loomed over downtown, seeming to extend forever. Standing over the city, at the edge of the terrace, felt like showing their love to the world. There was no way to describe the uninhibited feeling that swept them up.

“Take your bra off,” Tanner said.

Natalie leaned back from the rail and took her arms out of her sleeves to remove her satin bra and toss it to the chair. She put her arms back in the sleeves and turned to face Tanner. He approved, and bent down, covering her mouth with his. His tongue swirled inside her mouth, devouring and needy. She kissed back hard, and felt his erection through his pants.

She unzipped
his pants, and pulled them down with his shorts, to free his swollen cock. She fisted it fervently, causing him to grab her wrist to stop her.

“Not yet,” he said.

She looked down at his heavy erection, the veins popping under the taught skin. Ignoring his order, she dropped to her knees and covered the end with her mouth.

“
Ahhh,” Tanner moaned. She rubbed her lips over the thick head and dipped her tongue into the pre-cum seeping out, relishing his taste. She gripped his hard ass and pushed him deep into her throat, wanting all of him.

Tanner panted and gyrated his hips as she sucked, sliding over his cock
as far as she could. Unable to take more without losing control, he pulled back from her, popping out of her lips. She felt an aching sense of loss and reached out, squeezing his balls.

He lifted her into his arms, kissing her and tasting his flavor on her lips.
He wanted to last, and couldn’t allow her mouth on him any longer. He lifted her blouse and gazed at her lovely breasts. She felt so naked under his gaze.

Tanner motioned for her t
o raise her blouse, giving him freedom to touch her bare breasts. He gently cupped them, looking at their creamy beauty, then at the look on Natalie’s face. He knew she wanted him to touch her nipples as badly as he wanted to. Yet he delayed, making her wait and agonize, loving her desperate yearning.

He kissed her fervently several times, and nibbled at her lower lip. All the while, the cool ambient air f
lowed across her breasts like feather-light torture. Hungrily, he lowered his mouth over one nipple, his heat deliciously scorching her chilled skin. Making her wait had her nipples aching all the more for his touch. She wanted him to suck harder. She needed it.

He sucked and bit at her reddened ni
pples, teasing her, arousing her beyond endurance. He knew from experience that he could make her come, with that stimulation alone, and he pushed her to the brink, only to pull back.

H
e licked around the crests of her breasts and laved her nipples. Her belly flooded with heat and she felt weak from the intensity of his play. She wanted to beg him to touch her clit, but knew he controlled the pace. Begging would only encourage him to torture her further.

Tanner spun her around, and pulled her against him with her back crushed against his chest. He gripped her breasts under the flowing summer blouse and nibbled at her ear. She looked out at the open space beyond the
terrace though an erotic haze.

“Hold on to the railing,” he ordered.

She gripped the wood for support, and felt him pull her hips back so she was slightly bent. He pulled her skirt up and pulled down her narrow thong to expose her firm ass. He moaned at the sight of her shapely legs and lovely bottom.

He placed his palms on her ass cheeks and squeezed. It felt so good, she leaned over a little further. Holding each cheek in one of
his palms, he spread them apart. Without seeing, she knew he was looking at her sex. It was so intimate, so sexual, that her clit throbbed before he even touched her.

He placed a thumb on her tight asshole and pressed. Natalie moaned, and spread her
legs further. She felt her own moisture on her inner thighs, and leaned down further to place her head on the banister. With complete access, Tanner covered her sex with his mouth, and she stiffened with mounting tension.

The sweet smell of her drove him wild, and he plunged his tongue into her wet slit. His cock surged
and threatened to betray him, beginning to pulse. He gritted his teeth and stroked his stalk with one hand to relieve some of the pressure.

Tanner licked her
cream, the divine taste on his tongue.

“Yo
ur pussy is so sweet,” he said.

He flicked his tongue across her clit and she trembled. “Not yet baby,” he whispered.

His thumb pressed against her asshole, in tiny rhythmic movements, and his tongue dipped into her wet opening. Not sure if she could withstand his ministrations much longer, she bit her lower lip and closed her eyes tight.

Tanner expertly slid his tongue along her outer lips, dipping inside at random moments, and flicking across her clit. She wanted to come, but he only brought her
close with no relief. Each touch took her to a higher level of arousal, until she lost track of anything except his sensual mouth.

“
Ahh…ahh,” she panted, wanting him to put pressure on her sublimely stimulated clit and free her from the pain of delay.

She ga
sped when he moved away, fearing he would leave her in need. He stood behind her, slipping his feet out of his pants and shorts, kicking them aside. Naked from the waist down, he pressed his hot erection against her, and she felt her knees go weak.

Raising the hem of her blouse, he l
eaned her forward so her breasts touched the polished railing. Needing the pressure, she pressed her nipples into the wood, raking them over the surface for stimulation.

“That’s right baby,” he whispered.

He lifted her skirt and pressed his erection between her ass cheeks. Her breathing speeded and her lower body tensed.

“Easy baby,” he said, rubbing his cock along the crack of her ass. It was so h
ot and so damn sexy.

Tanner cupped his balls, rolling them in one hand while
pressing against her. God she was beautiful.

He grasped the root of his stalk and leaned back a little to touch the hard knob to her wet opening. She pushed her hips back to encourage him, wanting nothing mo
re than for him to plunge into her.

Slowly, he let the
head of his cock slip inside, and Natalie’s craving to have him fill her reached a point beyond her endurance. He slipped deeper, stretching her with his size, and it felt unbearably good. Shoving back against him, she forced his length all the way in, and cried out with pleasure.

His huge cock filled her up, and she began to move over
it, wanting him something bad.

“Be still lov
e,” he whispered. He stood motionless, his huge cock swelling at the sensation.

He reached under her blouse and placed his hands over her breasts
, pulling her against him. Together they stood, facing the open expanse of the New York skyline, too far up for anyone to see, but turned on by the openness of their pose.

Tanner didn’
t move. Just let his hot cock fill her. When she tried to push against him, he held her still.

“Be st
ill. Just feel me inside you,” he said in a raspy voice.

He nuzzled her hair,
and squeezed her breasts. She came unglued. Unable to speak, she just breathed heavily, craving his motion and needing release.

“I want to stand here
, this way, buried deep in your sweet pussy. Look out at the beauty of the scene before us. Breathe baby. Just breathe.”

Natalie looked out at the city below them, and out at the summer sky. The juxtaposition of their heated stance against the calm open sky, the larger world, magnified her perception of their motionless fucking. Her ch
est heaved with her low panting and her pussy burned.

“I know you want to come.
I’m holding on by a thread. Just feel….this moment. Feel us together, unmoving…in pain from the intensity of stimulation,” he continued to soothe her with his words. “Be still baby. Make it last. Let it hurt. Enjoy your agony. Delay….so deliciously. Be still…”

He
intended to keep them at the precipice for long protracted minutes, and Natalie spiraled up to the tense edge of orgasm. Her unbearable pain from delayed gratification held her in harsh arousal, and she felt like she was a part of Tanner, as if they were one.

Tanner balls tightened and he clenched his jaw, holding back, not even able to ta
lk anymore. His palms covered Natalie’s soft breasts, but he didn’t squeeze for fear of pushing her too far. He held onto her, clutching her to his hot sex, suspended in one moment of time.

With
her in his arms, his cock threatening to explode at any second, the sound of their heavy breathing pounding in his ears. The city sounds below seemed far away, as if in some other universe, and he looked at the blue sky to distract himself just a little longer.

The warm wetness of Natalie’s pussy pressed over his n
eedy cock, a feeling he didn’t want to end. He didn’t want to come. He just wanted to feel her around him, hold her in his arms, and feel their love. She tipped her head back against his shoulder, and he could see the effort in her face. Her muscles were taught, her vaginal muscles flinching just a little, beyond her control.

He put his cheek next to hers
and with his last shred of restraint, choked out, “You…are…mine. Do you….feel me?”

Natalie wanted to speak, tell him that she felt what he felt, that he was a part of her. For a fleeting moment, it seemed they’d stay locked together for an eternity.
Suddenly, the power that bound them burst, with a ferocity that ripped their resistance apart.