Shana Mine (8 page)

He slapped and paddled each cheek again, making them burn.

Every hard contact of his hand on my naked flesh caused shocks of delight to dance through my body.

When I could b
ear
the tension no longer, I moaned.

In response, he gripped one of my hips and positioned his cockhead against my ass.

I tensed and waited for that first painful push.

“Slide your cheeks back until you drive my dick inside,” he whispered.

Taking a quick breath
,
I obeyed
. After p
ushing my hips backward with a steady pressure
for a few moments, I
froze.

“Keep coming, sweet,” he encouraged. “Keep coming and let me claim your ass.”

Sinking my teeth into my bottom lip, I gingerly eased back until I felt his hard cockhead pressing against me. Then I shook and froze.

He kissed my neck. “If you’re not ready for this, I can wait.”

The whispered assurance dispelled enough of my tension to allow me to push backward until his cockhead slid into my anal entrance.

“Fuck!” he groaned, leaning over my back to cup my breasts in his palms. “Don’t stop now.”

Gasping for breath, I shoved backwards, allowing his big cock to slip up into my ass. Feeling him stretching me, I froze and moaned with the discomfort of having even a quarter of his thickness in me. “Don‘t thrust, Taylor or you’ll destroy my ass,” I warned. “Don’t thrust.”

“Oh shit.” He kissed my neck. “Of course I’m going to thrust.” Sliding one hand down from my breasts, he rubbed against my clit and gently started drawing his cock out until only the head remain
ed
inside me.

“Don’t thrust,” I whispered, even as my body burned for him to thrust deep and hard until he hurt me
. I wanted
my ass
to
burn with a fire that only he could extinguish.

Slipping two fingers inside my pussy, he pushed his cock back inside, driving it in deeper.

I gasped and shuddered, so filled with lust I couldn’t think of anything but the big, hard weapon about to totally destroy my ass. Oh fuck, I was hot for it to happen.

When he had half his length buried in my stretched ass, he sucked the side of my neck and fingered my pussy as he started a slow, sensual sliding motion in and out of me.

Consumed with need and greedy for the combination of pleasure and pain I now hungered for, I gritted my teeth and forced my ass backward, driving most of his cock inside.

He stroked in deeper.

“Oh God!” I sobbed, my entire body shaking.

To my surprise, he froze and brushed his lips against my ear. “Do you want me to stop, sweet? We don’t have to do this if it’s too painful for you.”

I released my ass cheeks and reached back to grip his hips, pulling them closer. “It hurts like hell, but I want more. I want every inch burning my ass and setting it on fire,” I moaned. “It’s your ass. Take it. Fuck it. Use it any way you like. Just don’t stop.”

After several moments of hesitation, he gripped my hips, leaned over to kiss the corner of my mouth, and fucked nearly all of his cock deep in my ass.

I sank my teeth into my bottom lip to keep from crying out.

Rotating his powerful hips, he fucked my ass with long, deep, measured thrusts that sent chills of pain, tinged with the most delicious pleasure through me.

As he drilled my ass with a ruthless precision that I loved, he finger fucked my pussy and rubbed his thumb against my clit. And whispered to me in what I assumed was his native tongue.

I didn’t know what he was saying and didn’t care. I just wanted those hard, deep plunges to continue in my ass. Conversely, the more painful his fucking became, the more I enjoyed it and the closer he seemed.

When I felt the tension building in his big body and knew he was about to come, I gritted my teeth and recklessly pushed my hips back to meet his p
i
stoning cock.

I didn’t expect to come but when he abruptly drove his entire shaft as deep in my ass as he could
when
he came
,
I gasped and shuddered
. Then
I felt the most incredible orgasm of my life rush over me and totally consume me.

Collapsing against the chair back, I sobbed with pleasure, my whole body shaking with the force of my release.

He kept his entire cock buried deep in my burning, aching ass as he groaned in my ear until he finally stopped coming.

“Oh…Taylor.”

He kissed my neck, eased his cock out of me, discarded the condom, and turned me into his arms.

I leaned against him, feeling limp.

Together, we stumbled over to the bed and fell in it. We lay trembling for several minutes before he rolled onto his back and drew my body on top of his. “Damn. I’ve never felt anything anywhere near as good as that,” he whispered. He stroked his hands over my ass. “Are you all right, sweet? I know that was painful.”

“Painful isn’t a strong enough word, but damn I loved it,” I admitted. “I loved it, Taylor.”
And I think I’m on my way to loving you.

He hugged me close. “I don’t like the thought of hurting you during sex.”

I sighed. “These last few days have been an eye-opener. I used to wonder how any woman could possibly enjoy painful sex. Now I know how—with the right man any sexual experience can be fulfilling and enjoyable.”

“And I’m the right man?”

“Oh, yes.” I sighed. “There’s a very thin line between pleasure and pain and damn but you cross it so skillfully, Taylor. I’ve never been with any other man who fucked or made love as skillfully as you do. I get chills just thinking of your cock pushing inside me and branding my pussy and my ass as your exclusive property.”

He whispered to me again.

“What language is that and what did you say?” I asked.

“It’s Tsalagi, my mother’s
n
ative tongue.”

“That’s Cherokee. Isn’t it?”

“Yes.”

“And your father? Doesn’t he speak Tsalagi?”

“My father is Apache, but he was raised with English as his
n
ative tongue. Over the years, he’s learned to speak Tsalagi, after a fashion, to please my mother.”

“What were you saying when you spoke Tsalagi?”

“Nothing of great importance.”

“Then tell me.”

“You can’t hold a man to things said in the heat of passion, Shana.”

What the hell had he said? “What can’t I hold you to, Taylor?”

He sighed. “You make me burn like no other woman ever has. I might have mentioned feeling as if I’m in danger of developing an obsession with you.”

I lifted up and looked down at him. “Did you say anything about love in your native tongue?”

He lowered his lids to conceal his expression. “I might have, but then I don’t know much about romantic love because I’ve never really felt it.”

“What about your guys’ mother?”

“I was in lust with her and I had and have a deep affection for her.”

“Have?”

“She’s the mother of my sons. Her parents wanted her to abort them but she wouldn’t. She’s a great mother and I’ll always have some warm feelings for her because of my guys, but I’ve never really loved her or anyone else.”

“Have you mentioned love to any other woman during sex?”

“It wasn’t just sex and no I haven’t,” he said shortly. “But don’t read anything into that admission, Shana.”

I rolled away from him. “Heaven forbid I should flatter myself into thinking that my pussy and ass are so divine, they made you fall in love with me.”

He laughed and followed me, curling his body against mine. “Actually, they are that good,” he whispered.

“Are you saying you’re in love—”

“I’m not saying anything except that we tend to think with our cocks and a couple of good fucks can send some men tumbling head over heels in love.”

I turned in his arms to face him. “But not you?”

He shrugged, rolling onto his back. “I don’t have a clear enough head to know what I’m feeling right now. I just know it’s powerful and I’ve never felt it before.”

“And?” I pressed.

“And I like it…hell, I love it. I want some more of it and of you.”

“I want that too.” I sighed. “We have five days to explore how we feel.”

“And then?”

“And then I’m going home and I’m taking my heart with me.”

“I wouldn’t count on that if I were you. I have your pussy and your ass. What makes you think I’ll allow you to keep your heart?”

“Because it’s not up for grabs,” I said turning onto my side.

“If I decide I want it, I’ll take it,” he said in a cool, determined voice. “Just as I took the rest of your delectable body.” He put an arm around me and drew me back against his body.

I went willingly, molding my ass to his groin.

“You’re mine,” he said and clutched me closer with a possessiveness I had to admit I enjoyed.

“For now,” I teased.

“Until I say I’m no longer interested and I wouldn’t count on that happening any time in the foreseeable future.”

With that sweet warning filling my ears and heart, I fell asleep in his arms.

Taylor rearranged his schedule so he could spend the next two days with me. I felt as if I were living in a steamy fairytale. We had sex or fucked each morning before taking a shower and a swim. After breakfast, we fucked again with all the eager hunger of two people afraid to admit that we were in danger of falling in love.

We had dinner out each night followed by dancing. When we returned to his house, we spent the night having sex. During those nights when he was sometimes so passionate I felt his heat would consume me. There were also times when his tenderness bought tears to my eyes.

When I cried, he wiped my cheeks and whispered that he never wanted to do anything to make me anything but wildly happy. I was in heaven with him.

Tuesday night when we returned home, he took me out to the pool, and stripped off our clothes.

We lay on towels spread on the grass, kissing and caressing each other until we were both aroused. Then he rose to his knees and urged me to mine. He continued kissing me while he caressed my clit and fingered my pussy. I returned the favor by cupping one hand over his balls and eagerly pumping his cock.

“What’s your pleasure tonight?” he asked, sliding his palms over my ass.

I rubbed my cheek against his. “I’m in the mood for some backdoor loving.”

He lifted his head to look at me. “Are you sure you’re ready for anal sex again?”

“I’m positive.”

He kissed me
, rose,
went inside. When he returned he had a tube of lube and several condoms.

I licked my lips. “Someone’s horny,” I teased.

“And someone’s going to feed me. Isn’t she?”

I nodded and got on my hands and knees. “I’m all yours, Taylor.”

He bit and kissed my ass until I felt very mellow. Then he spanked me so hard I felt sure I wouldn’t be able to sit without discomfort for a week. The thought pleased me.

Then he took me to the pool and drilled my ass with deep, powerful plunges that had me shaking and sobbing uncontrollably within minutes and coming. When he came, he eased out of my sore ass and turned to hug me close as he whispered to me in Tsalagi.

“Yeah well, I think I love you too,” I said annoyed that I didn’t understand what he was saying.

In response, he lifted my chin and pressed a long, hot kiss against my mouth.

I clung helplessly to him, the emotional and physical desire I felt for him overwhelming me. “Taylor…oh, Taylor.”

“It’s all right, Shana. I have you. I have you, sweet.”

What comforting yet exciting words.

We gathered our clothes and went inside. After sharing a quick shower, we went to bed.

He curled his body against mine and nuzzled my neck.

I fell asleep with him whispering to me in Tsalagi.

In the early morning, I woke to find him between my legs, feasting on my pussy. Damn. Nice. I linked my legs over him and humped his face until I came. Although sated, I prepared to suck him or welcome a fuck. But he slipped behind me and fell asleep.

Oh, hell but a woman could quickly fall in love with such an unselfish lover.

* * *

After breakfast the following morning, he took me back to my hotel since his sons would be spending the night at his house.

“I’m going to miss you tonight, Shana.”

“Ditto, Taylor.”

He sighed. “You can check out when I pick you up early tomorrow morning before I go to work,” he said.

As I lifted my lips for his kiss, I chided myself for how easily I’d fallen in line with whatever plans he made for me. But I knew I would do whatever he wanted me to do.

He lifted his head, breaking the long, heated lip lock we’d shared and blew out a breath. He caressed my cheek. “You are so beautiful and I need and want you more every minute.”

I smiled up at him. “You make me burn and feel special when you say things like that.”

“You are special.” He sighed. “Tonight without you in my bed is going to be the longest night in history.” He smiled suddenly and reached down to massage my ass. “The moment we’re alone tomorrow, your big, brown ass is mine.”

“Don’t count your chickens before they’re hatched,” I said.

He slapped my ass. “Don’t tempt me to blow off work and fuck your ass raw now,” he said.

I stiffened and shook my head. “You’re not fucking my ass without protection.”

He arched a brow. “When I said raw, I didn’t mean without a condom. I meant until it was sore. I know it’s early days, but you’re going to need to understand that you’re mine to command, Shana. And if I decide I want your ass or your pussy raw, I’ll have one or both of them raw.”

I sucked in a breath, my heart pounding.

He smiled suddenly. “Don’t look so scared, sweet. This sweet obsession we’re sharing works both ways.”

“Does it, Taylor?”

He nodded and whispered to me in his native tongue.

“Taylor!”

“Yes,” he said. “It does. You’re mine, but I’m also yours. You can’t imagine that I have even a hint of interest in any other woman.”

“Can’t I?”

“Not unless you’re feeling delusional.” He bent to kiss my lips. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Shana mine.”

Shana mine.
Did that make him Taylor mine?
I watched him walk away, fearful that I’d fallen so hard for him that I wasn’t sure how long I’d be able to hold out if he were ever reckless enough to insist on fucking me raw.