Authors: Emily Jane Trent
Carefully, he lifted her in his arms
, and carried her to the plush bed, to place her exactly where he wanted her on the satin sheets. She felt anxiety course through her, and reminded herself that it was Tanner. He wouldn’t hurt her. With exactness, he spread her legs and examined her creamy thighs and long, slender legs. It satisfied him that he would have her. And, he would have her as he wished.
Natalie let him
position her as he desired, waiting and wondering, what was next. He took her wrists, and put her hands up over her head wide apart, so she was now spread-eagle on the bed. Her vulnerability was apparent from the look on her face. Tanner’s desire for her increased, yet he kept a calm exterior.
Methodically, he reached under the bed. At first, Natalie wasn’t sure what he was doing. It
soon became clear, he was cuffing her to the bed. Under the bed, was an apparatus with four straps. At the end of each strap, was a soft cuff. He bound her limbs one at a time, first each leg, then her arms. Natalie watched his muscled form, and admired the flexing of his biceps, as he secured her firmly in place.
His face was so perfect and beautiful, maybe even more when he was stern
, as he was now. She felt the orgasm, soon to be hers, already pressing into her consciousness. The ambient air of the room touched, deliciously, at her bare nipples and her exposed vagina. Just being tied to the bed, and knowing Tanner could have his way with her, made her overly excited. She’d never experienced such a sensation before.
Tanner flipped a switch and low music began to play. It was a
slow, sensual song. Natalie took a deep breath. She so wanted to touch Tanner’s heavy cock, or kiss the thick knob at the end, but she was unable to move.
Tanner reached into the bedside drawer and drew out a velvet blindfold, also emerald green. He looked at her, noting a reticence. “It will be okay, baby,” he told her. “I’ll take care of you. The blindfold will make the sensation more intense. Trust me.”
Natalie didn’t say anything. She closed her eyes. Tanner put the blindfold on and secured it, behind her head. She was in darkness, listening to the soft music. Immediately, the sensations in her body increased. Not being able to see or predict what Tanner would do next, was erotic.
His male pheromones were at a peak as he leaned down
, within an inch of her face. She couldn’t see him, but she could feel him. Oh, she could feel him. His hot breath, burning against her, and the smell of his cologne, lifted her to the edge of ecstasy. She was sure she could come, before he even touched her. She’d never realized, that was even a possibility.
Tanner’s hot lips kissed her
, softly, and his warm tongue found hers. Simultaneously, he stroked her naked body, running his hand over her silky skin. He stood back for a moment taking in the vision of her on the bed, subdued and ready. Her red nipples were extended, and he leaned down to suck and to bite them, until he heard Natalie moan. She was already losing control.
His firm hands held her hips
, and his mouth found the warmth between her legs. She squirmed in pleasure. “Lie still,” he commanded, and pressed her to the bed. She whimpered.
Tanner’s nimble fingers found the outer lips of her sex
, and he parted them to gaze at her sweet pussy. Pre-cum already soaked the head of his hard penis, and he dare not dally too long, looking. He bent down and kissed her cunt, all over, and Natalie worked hard not to squirm. She so wanted to move, such was the intense pleasure.
“You will come when I command it,” he said gruffly. His tongue stroked
, up her wet slit several times, and he was fully aware of the effect he created on her. Two of his fingers slipped inside her, and Natalie gasped involuntarily. “Yes, baby,” he whispered.
His hot tongue lapped at her overly sensitive clit
, and Natalie was unable to keep still. She hadn’t even realized she was moving. “Still,” he barked, and continued to stimulate her.
H
e stopped, just before Natalie would have ridden her first wave of orgasm. He perceived her peak, and backed off, just before. It was painful for Natalie. She craved release. “Not until I tell you,” he ordered. “You’ll learn to obey.”
Tanner
swirled his tongue around her tight little pebble, and blew on the bare, nerve-wrought tissues. His talent for arousing her to the precipice of orgasm, and then backing away, was making her insane. She began to wonder if he was going to let her come at all, and whether she could endure the pain, if he didn’t.
“Obey,” he said and Natalie
, not knowing what else to do, nodded her head.
Tanner smiled. She would submit to him. He had his ways. “Good girl,” he acknowledged and went back to eating the thick, perfumed cream between her legs. His
two fingers slid in and out in a sensual rhythm, and his thumb tapped her clit, with every stroke. Natalie whined in agony, knowing he’d stop before she could orgasm, and fearing the torture.
But that
time, he didn’t stop. The speed of the strokes increased, and Natalie panted faster and faster. Her thighs tightened in anticipation. Her lower body clenched. If he stopped, she’d die.
Instead
, he continued, and Natalie fell into a delicious orgasm. She screamed with pleasure as she careened into the strong waves that ricocheted through her body, the waves that went on and on, holding her until she felt raw.
Tanner continued
swirling his tongue over her clit, slowing his stimulation, as Natalie began to fall through her orgasm. She finally collapsed against the sheets, her head to the side, completely limp with momentary exhaustion. Tanner kissed her pussy, and continued to kiss up her body. He kissed her belly, the tops of her breasts, her neck and her lips.
He removed the blindfold and was surprised to see tears in Natalie’s eyes. “Are you okay?” He asked
, completely at a loss.
Natalie nodded. She couldn’t find her voice for a moment. She whispered, “So beautifu
l, so beautiful.”
Tanner smiled
with understanding. His eyes were dark with lust. Natalie felt his hot cock pressed against her, and she had an overwhelming urge to pleasure him. He’d given her a more intense orgasm, than she’d ever experienced. She was beginning to see the advantage of his methods.
Tanner rapidly snapped open the cuffs that restrained her. The soft fur lining had protected her delicate skin. To restore any lost circulation, he rubbed his hand over each ankle and wrist joint
, as he freed it. She gave him a grateful smile.
Tanner reached to
the side table for a condom, quickly opened the package, and rolled it over his huge cock. Natalie reached out and grasped his erection, in her hand. It was so swollen, so needy. Touching it, she felt aroused once again.
He held his body over hers
, and leaned down to kiss her roughly, biting at her lower lip. He knew he was close to his own release. “I need to be inside you,” he said, gutturally.
Natalie felt his huge dick probe her wet opening. She groaned with pleasure, her clit clenching in sensation. He pushed
the knob of his penis inside her, and she gasped. “Please, please,” she begged, “all the way. I want you.”
All Tanner’s reserve dissolved
, in an instant. He desperately needed to come. Leaving just the tip of his cock inside her, their eyes locked, and Natalie sighed with pleasure. Tanner pushed into her slowly, all the way. Again, she gasped. This time, she arched her back and pushed up, to aid Tanner’s movements.
He stroked in and out,
gradually faster and faster. Natalie matched his rhythm. Both panted loudly, and Natalie moaned in a low, sexy tone. The erotic sound was the last straw for Tanner. He let go, releasing his urge to possess her. He fucked her hard, over and over. Natalie felt another orgasm grip her. She screamed, louder this time.
Tanner moaned when her vagina convulsed around him
, and his huge cock began to pulse with pleasure. He came long and hard. He pumped and pumped, needing the release, badly. Sweat beaded on his lip and gleamed on his arms, highlighting his taught muscles. Finally satiated, he fell heavily on the bed next to Natalie, unmoving.
Natalie pressed against him
, with her head on his smooth chest, and sighed. If this was punishment, she’d have to misbehave more often. Tanner held her close, and buried his hand in her hair. He breathed in the scent of her, the scent of sex.
Tanner watched Natalie sleep, peacefully. He wished he found such relaxation. He rubbed his temples, and reached for some pills he had in the drawer. Further sleep was out of the question, so he quietly slid from the warmth of his bed, and went to the kitchen for coffee.
Sara would arrive later to make breakfast. That would give him a few hours to work in his office, free of distractio
ns. Clarke Luxury never slept. Its holdings spanned continents, so business was conducted at all hours.
Tanner saw Natalie
, looking like an angel, standing in the doorway wearing a soft robe. He adored her youthful face. Even in a thick robe, she could not conceal her sexiness. Still, she seemed unaware of the effect she created on men. He couldn’t bear the thought of anyone else having her.
“You’re up early,” she yawned.
Tanner glanced at the clock. He’d worked longer than he’d anticipated. Sara would arrive soon. “You must be hungry,” he said. “Sara will be here in a few minutes to cook breakfast.”
“Sara?” she asked.
“My cook… I don’t usually do the cooking, even though I do know how to make eggs,” he smiled. His eyes were soft this morning. Natalie thought of sex with Tanner, and her body warmed. He could be so endearing.
“Yes, you do make a mean scrambled egg,” she smiled back. She padd
ed across the thick carpet to where Tanner sat at his massive desk. She reminded herself that he had operations to run on a daily basis, so it was not surprising to find him up so early. He must stay disciplined.
Tanner pulled her onto his lap
, and she put her head against his hard chest. She was where she wanted to be. “I’m glad we’re not mad anymore,” she said. “I don’t like fighting with you.”
“No baby,
I don’t like fighting with you either. But, I do like you in bed,” he said. “I’m a very jealous man. If that escaped your notice before, I’m sure you are clear on it now. You’re mine, and I don’t intend to share you.
You have no idea how deliciously sexy you are
, but every man, that comes within sight of you, is aware of it. It’s going to be a challenge, keeping you out of temptation’s way.”
“Oh, Tanner, you’re so dramatic. It’s not like I’ve been beating the men away from me all these years. I think you are exaggerating. But
, I’m flattered with your appraisal of me, and have no intention of correcting your misperception.
Please, let me assure you, you’re the only man I want. I guess I
should keep you guessing. But, that’s not my nature. I want you, and only you. If that escaped your notice before, I’m sure you are clear on it now,” she told him, with a twinkle in her eyes.
Tanner had to smile. Her lightheartedness was so refreshing. He wasn’t used to it
, but was planning to have a lot of time to enjoy her carefree spirit. He turned her to face him, and kissed her sweetly. His cock was ready, from having her on his lap, pressing down against him. Her warm mouth incited his desire, instantly.
A door shut
, and some music started playing. Tanner used all the restraint he could muster, and gently stood Natalie, on her feet. “That’s Sara. Why don’t you dress, and we’ll have breakfast on the patio. It shouldn’t be too chilly. I’ll turn on the heaters.”
Natalie showered quickly
, not wanting to be away from Tanner too long. For some reason, she didn’t want to miss a single minute with him. She’d already slept the morning away. Yesterday, before the argument, Tanner instructed his driver bring a few of her things over. He was planning on seeing her often, and wanted her to have what she needed. She’d packed a suitcase, and noted it had been delivered. All her clothes were neatly in the closet.
She dressed in a pair of soft, red jeans and a warm sweater. It wasn’t exactly sexy
, but it was warm. The temperatures had dropped in the last few days. Stepping out on the patio, she noted it was pleasant. She could see the red glow of the heaters.
“Sit,” he directed. Always, bossy she thought.
She sat across from him and took in the view of the skyline, visible from the patio. She took a deep breath. It was just so lovely.
“You look beautiful,” he said
, and Natalie blushed. She couldn’t think how to respond, and was saved when a short, older woman dressed in a pale blue uniform carried a tray out to the table, and served a meal, fit for a king. Tanner introduced Natalie to Sara, who gave her a warm smile.
Natalie
couldn’t do justice to such a breakfast. She had some hot, black coffee, and toast with honey, feeling guilty for not taking the smoked salmon, caviar or fresh fruit. She’d always eaten lightly at breakfast. Tanner eyed her sparse plate, but didn’t comment.