More Than a Fling [Uniformed and Blazing Hot 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (7 page)

Tanner reached across the table and folded her hand in his. “Hey, I’ll be the first to tell you that things some parents do don’t make sense.”

“Neither does the niece that becomes old enough to know her own mind and still doesn’t make contact with a loved one before it’s too late.” She took a deep breath and let it out slow as she closed her eyes. By the time she opened them again, the remorse Tanner had seen in their olive-green depths was gone. “Unless you two are wanting seconds, I should go warm up the cobbler.” She pulled her hand from his and got to her feet. “It will only take a few minutes.”

Chapter Four

Maybe bringing up their pasts hadn’t been such a good idea after all. Alyssa had known she was dealing with regrets over how she had done her aunt and uncles. She had even told them so many times through the picture in the hallway.

But you never said it aloud to anyone still living.

She flattened her hands on the edge of the counter out of view through the archway to the dining room, closed her eyes as she bowed her head, and willed herself to get control. She hadn’t expected the sadness to overwhelm her so much. It wasn’t just talking about her aunt and uncles that had done it. It was knowing her father’s reaction when she had told him she had decided to stay in Cherish that made everything worse.

Her father had flipped! He had demanded that she sell the estate, pocket the money, and get on with her life. She had traveled the world, written countless stories that mattered, and lived on the edge of dangers not many civilians ever saw. She had gotten her heart broken, too, and she was done with all of it. The Cherish Times was nowhere near as glamourous as the New York Times and she was way overqualified for the stories she had been assigned so far, but she didn’t care. Precious had been giving her hell since the moment she had taken over his guardianship, but she didn’t care about that either. She loved her new job, treasured the overgrown disobedient mutt, and liked both the house and the city she now called home. Perhaps her father would come around someday. Perhaps he wouldn’t. Either way, she had decided she was making a life for herself in a city where she wanted to be just as her aunt had done. She hoped deep in her heart her aunt would at least be proud of her for that.

She sensed him behind her before she felt the hard wall of his body close in at her back. She knew before she lifted her head and started to look over her shoulder that it was Tanner simply by the way his body fit against hers. He hadn’t been close enough to hold her before like Nick had, but she knew he was the shorter of the two men. His strong hands framed her hips and his front fit against her back like a long lost puzzle piece.

It felt way too damn good.

He nuzzled his face in the side of her neck, preventing her from looking at him, and she shivered when the warmth of his breath fanned the fine hairs on her earlobe as he spoke. “Hey, are you okay?”

Yes, that was definitely Tanner, with his hoarse, rusty voice that sent more tremors down her spine. “I’m sorry. I didn’t meant to—”

He squeezed her hips. “No, you’re not going there. There’s no reason to apologize. You’ve been through a lot. You lost loved ones whether you really knew them or not. You’re attempting to start a new life in a new city. You’ve got a lot on your plate.” He used his hold on her hips to turn her around to face him. “But you’ve got a few friends already. You’ve got me and Nick.”

At his statement, Alyssa felt Precious’s large head bump her outer thigh.

Tanner glanced down at the dog and grinned. “And you’ve even got a four-legged friend these days. He might give you a lot of grief, but he loves you.”

Alyssa threw her head back and laughed. “Only because I let him in the house tonight.”

Tanner’s amused expression softened and flames consumed his hazel eyes, turning them darker than she had seen them yet. “There it is.”

Alyssa had to swallow the breath that lodged in her throat. “There what is?”

If he was talking about the way her voice had gone all breathy again, yes, there it was. If he was talking about the way her hormones had boarded another flight straight to orgasmic mountain, yes, there it was, too.

“That beautiful smile.” He lifted a hand to the side of her face and traced her bottom lip with the pad of his thumb. “You are so fucking beautiful and when you smile it makes you unbelievably gorgeous.”

Alyssa barely heard him over the pounding of her pulse in her ears. “Are you trying to seduce me, Tanner?”

The corner of his lips twitched. “Is it working?”

Oh, it was working way too well. She knew it was bad idea to give into the desires speeding through her mind and body at that moment. Her hands were on his biceps. She didn’t remember putting them there, but she found herself wishing now that she could feel the warm, taut flesh against her palms instead of the cotton T-shirt he was wearing. The parts of him she could feel through the barrier of their clothing was driving her senses wild enough. His chest, God, it felt wonderfully solid and unforgiving as it flattened against her much softer breasts. His cock, holy macro! She had admired the size of his package that morning in the backyard, but feeling it resting in almost the exact spot her body was burning to feel it most had her mind teetering on the brink of insanity.

She licked her lips and tried to latch onto that part of her brain that knew she should tell him to back off. Instead, the words that left her mouth couldn’t have been any more different. “I think it is.”

His lips unfolded in a grin that would’ve knocked her socks off if she had been wearing any. “Then yes, I’m trying to seduce you.”

She gave him a breathy half laugh and tried again to put voice to some kind of rational thinking. “Tanner, I’m not—”

“Looking for anything serious?” he cut her off. “Neither am I, remember?”

She did remember. He had told her that when they had talked about Jessica that morning. “Then this will be what, a quick fling in my kitchen?”

His eyes twinkled with mischief. “I don’t know about quick, but…”

She had to laugh. She couldn’t help it. He was just too fucking cute. She glanced toward the archway. “Where is Nick?”

Tanner’s gaze didn’t waver from her face. “He’s gathering the dirty plates in the dining room. Should I holler at him to speed it up?”

“No,” she said quickly. God, was she really going to do this? It had been more than a year since she’d had sex. She hadn’t even wanted to look at a man after what her ex-fiancé had done to her. “I’m not sure I can handle both of you at once.”

Tanner chuckled softly again. “Then I guess you’ll have to take us one at a time.”

Before his suggestion could fully register in her already sex-clouded mind, he kissed her. It was a soft kiss, slightly hesitant at first, as if he feared she might pull away. When she didn’t, he apparently took it as a full-speed-ahead sign. He licked his way into her mouth and coaxed her tongue into a slow dance that had her mind reeling even as her clit started to throb. Her nipples beaded to hardened points. There was no way he couldn’t feel the darts of them pressing against his chest. Juices leaked from between her pussy lips to soak the cotton lining of her panties.

Was she really going to do this?

He fisted the material of her blouse, pulled the hem from the waistband of her skirt, and dipped his hands beneath to flatten them on her bare flesh.

Skin-to-skin. That’s what she had been wanting, wasn’t it? Yes, she was really doing to do this. She made up her mind as his hands glided up her sides, bringing the material of her blouse with them until it was bunched beneath her chin. He held it there with one hand as the other skimmed back down to the front clasp of her bra. He freed it with a finger’s snap and then,
oh, yes
, his large hand covered one mound and gave it a gentle squeeze.

Alyssa moaned into his mouth, her lower body bucking on its own accord, and her hips swaying, grinding her center against the hard line of his cock.

The sound he made was more animal than man as he licked his way out of her mouth, danced his tongue down her throat, and dipped his head to take the breast in his hand between his lips.

Alyssa cupped his nape with one hand, fisted the strands of his hair with the other, and let her head fall back as the sweet sensation of his licking and sucking on her breast stole every thought from her mind.

“Tanner.” She wasn’t sure if she said his name aloud or only in her head. It didn’t matter. Either way, he didn’t stop the delicious things he was doing to her breast with his mouth. Instead, he shifted to her other breast, apparently taking great care to give it the same attention as the first.

“Oh, God.” Lightning bolts of pleasure shot down her body, igniting the fire already building in her pussy to an inferno she knew only this firefighter taking control of her body could put out. “Tanner, please.”

He lifted his head, met her gaze, and the look in his eyes only added more fuel to the fire inside her. “I want you, Lyss. I’ve wanted you from the moment I saw you. Can I?”

Unable to speak around the emotions clogging her throat, Alyssa nodded. There was no way she could’ve missed the party that exploded in his eyes at her answer. She nearly laughed, but he chose that moment to shove a hand between their lower bodies, dip it beneath her skirt, and cover her pussy through the thin lining of her panties.

“Damn, baby, you’re wet. Tell me it’s because you want me as badly as I want you.”

Her hand was still in his hair and she toyed with the strands as she gazed at him. “Yes, Tanner. I want you.”

As the truth left her mouth, she vowed she would not have any regrets for the decision she was making. She did want him. She had wanted him from the moment she saw him. Even yesterday morning when he had been standing on his front porch snickering at her and Precious, when she had only briefly met his gaze, she had wanted him. She had spent the night dreaming of him and Nick.

She convinced herself it was okay to let herself go with him tonight. It would be sex and nothing more. They had both made it crystal clear from the start that neither of them wanted anything more. It would be a fling. Maybe not a quick one, but a fling nevertheless. It was all she had time for in her life right now, all she really wanted, and she shouldn’t feel any shame in allowing herself to take it.

Inspired, she released his nape, shoved the hand between their bodies as she lowered it, and turned it to cover his cock through the material of his jeans. “Damn, baby, you’re hard. Tell me it’s because you want me as badly as I want you.”

His broad shoulders shook in quiet laughter. Then his handsome face turned more serious than she had seen it yet. “Yes, Alyssa. I want you.”

Alyssa swallowed hard and said the words she knew she wouldn’t be able to take back, even if she ever wanted to. “Then take me. Right here. Right now. Fuck me, Tanner.”

* * * *

All thoughts beyond sheathing his throbbing cock in this stupendous woman’s sodden pussy evaporated from Tanner’s mind as the provocative words rolled from her luscious lips. Her hand covering his jean-clad cock squeezed and his eyes nearly rolled back in his head. Christ, he couldn’t remember ever needing to be inside a woman this badly.

As if to add more emphasis to her request, her hands started to move. The one that had been on his bicep joined the other at his crotch, both meeting at the button of his jeans. Her delicate fingers worked it free and then found his zipper. The sound of the clasp gliding down the metal teeth echoed through the sexually charged atmosphere of the kitchen.

Her beautiful eyes were heavy-lidded with arousal and he held her gaze as she parted his fly, found the waistband of his briefs beneath, and delved a hand inside. The first touch of her smooth palm to his bare shaft drew a low, rumbling moan from deep in his throat. The sound brought a vixen smile to her lips as she swiped the pad of her thumb over the bead of pre-cum that had formed in the slit of his engorged cockhead and made him moan all over again.

Following her lead, Tanner adjusted his hand still covering her pussy, pushed the cotton lining of her panties aside, and sank a finger between her flaming folds. It was her turn to moan, and damn if it wasn’t the most erotic, balls-tightening sound he had ever heard in his life.

“Oh, yeah.” Her throaty words echoed in Tanner’s mind as her hand tightened around his shaft. She tried to stroke his cock, but the barrier of his briefs and jeans kept her hand from moving far.

“Can’t reach.” She sounded breathless and frustrated as she struggled to slide her hand further down his shaft.

“I can.” Tanner found her sodden entrance, circled it with the pad of his middle finger, and then pushed the digit inside.

“Not fair,” she said on a half moan and half gasp as her hips bucked, drawing his finger deeper.

Tanner grinned. “Are you sure?” He wiggled his finger, stroked the inner walls of her channel, and then pumped it back and forth. “Because it feels fair to me.”

“Oh, God.” Her eyes closed and her head fell back as he withdrew his finger, added a second, and thrust both side-by-side into her tight pussy.

Tanner ignored the throbbing demand of his cock to replace his fingers and leaned in to nip her jaw before licking his way down the slender column of her neck. Her flesh was as hot and smooth as her cunt and the sounds she made.
Christ
. They wrapped around his cock and balls like a satin ribbon, tying tight enough to have the pressure building until he nearly lost it right then and there.