Vivid Temptation (Touched By You) (6 page)

“Let me see what else you’re wearing,” he said throatily.

Undoing her wool pants, he slid them over her hips and let them drop. Underneath she wore a black thong, the other part of the matching set. Holding her breath, Natalie waited for his reaction. Nothing was spoken but his blue eyes, now dark with lust, burned.

Lifting her feet, Natalie stepped out of her wool pants, and stood naked but for the skimpy underwear. She reached out and undid Tanner’s pants, wanting to see him as much as he wanted to see her. Letting them drop, she looked hungrily at the bulge in his briefs. The tiny strip of satin between her legs got wetter at the sight of him.

Just looking turned her on. Tanner was well muscled, and in his briefs looked like an Adonis. His lean thighs spoke of athletic performance, while his washboard abs, narrow waist, and bulging sex spoke of masculine virility. Standing so still, watching her, Tanner let her take his wrists in her hands and lift his arms up. Letting her hands slide down to grip the underside of his biceps, she kissed his underarms.

A man so
strong, still had vulnerability. It drew her in. The hair there, over his pale, tender skin, was enticing. Kissing him, Natalie knew he could feel it in such a sensitive area. Her kisses would penetrate, make him tingle. The taste of his skin was exotic and she felt wanton taking him that way.

Lowering his arms, Tanner stepped out of his pants and yanked off his socks, leaving his jockeys in place. Natalie could swear the bulge in them was bigger, and she put her hand over it to see. Squeezing gently, she felt his heat in her hand and her sex throbbed.

Tanner grasped a fistful of her hair, and, pulling her head back, kissed her fiercely. He groaned into her mouth when she squeezed him harder. As he yanked tighter on her hair, exposing her neck, his hot mouth touched her skin. Natalie whimpered, and with her back arched, pushed her nipples up.

Taking the offering, Tanner covered her pink nipples with kisses. The flutter of kisses over her sensitive area poking out of the satin felt so good. She panted softly and his kisses turned to licking and biting. “Tanner. Tanner,” she gasped.

He held her shoulders and continued kissing her, slowly down her body. Kisses showered over her collarbone, the curve of her breasts, her ribs, her belly. It was like he wanted to kiss her everywhere, all at once. Each burning kiss tantalized her, excited her.

Kisses drifted over her hips and sex, then down her inner thighs. Guiding her to turn around, Tanner stopped for a moment. Knowing what he would see, Natalie had stopped breathing. The thong was a wide strip of satin that fit low on her hips, but there was little else. The thin strip that fit between her legs was lost in the crack of her ass.

Her round bottom was in full view, accented by the shiny strip of fabric showing it off. “These cover nothing,” Tanner said sternly, making Natalie’s clit tighten. “I think we will use this underwear for its intended purpose. Bend over.”

A thrill went through her at his words. He spoke harshly, commandingly, and Natalie bent forward. “All the way,” he barked at her.

Leaning more, Natalie grasped just above her ankles, pushing her ass up higher. The useless thong between her legs was sopping.

“That’s better.” Tanner put his warm hand on her ass, and Natalie shuddered.

With one arm across her belly to support her, Tanner spanked her, hard. The loud clap of his palm on her bare skin cracked in the room, the sharp sound an aphrodisiac. Her hair hung down, touching the floor, and with each stroke, Natalie expelled air, more a sound of joy than stress.

Whap
, he spanked her again, striking sharply on the fleshy part of her bare bottom. The skin would be reddened from his sexual punishment, and the thought turned her on. The burn of her backside as he spanked was delicious. Natalie wanted it; she craved it. Two more hard spanks had her entire core vibrating with sensation.

Tanner lifted her to an upright position and kissed her hotly. The sting from his hand felt so good, the burn a pain she needed. Accepting his kiss, Natalie buckled in submission. What he wanted, she would do. Standing back, Tanner lowered his briefs, allowing his hard shaft to bounce free.

Natalie gasped; he was so hard, so big. Without thinking, she dropped to her knees and caressed him with her tongue. With one hand cupping his balls, she flicked the tip of her tongue over his velvet skin. She kissed the veins popping along the sides, evidence of his desire, and sucked at the hard knob. Hearing his moans, Natalie sucked intensely.

“Not yet,” Tanner said, and guided her to stand. Turning her around, he kissed along her spine, each kiss sweet and warm. He kissed the curve of her low back, and over her buttocks, giving her tender touches of his soft lips to heal her raw skin.

Tanner led her to a padded lounge, a backless sofa long enough to lie on, and stretched her out on her back. The window framed her, giving the feeling that the expansive gray sky surrounded them. Although inside Natalie was on view to the world beyond.

She looked at him standing over her, all masculine power, and gazed a little too long at his gorgeous cock. “Pleasure
yourself,” he said unexpectedly.

Natalie was unsure at first.

“It’s not a choice. You told me you had to pleasure yourself when we were apart. I’ve imagined how you look doing it. I want to see you do it. I want to see your face.”

His blue eyes were dark, his jaw tight. “Touch yourself.”

With Tanner’s eyes burning into her, Natalie put her hand over her sex. She’d never had him watch her before, but his expression excited her. This was something she could do for him; something he wanted.

“Do what I tell you,” he said, and dropped to his knees beside her. His thick cock was within easy reach, and the sight was erotic.

Natalie moved the tiny strip of fabric away and felt along her wet slit. Embarrassment warmed her cheeks as Tanner watched. His eyes drifted to her exposed nipples, and she knew his intention before he spoke it. Reaching up, she cupped and massaged her breasts, letting her palm rake across her nipples.

“Beautiful, so beautiful,” Tanner whispered. He ran his hand along the inside of her thigh and kissed her cheek. “Go ahead, baby. I want to watch your face when you come.”

Natalie looked into his beautiful eyes and felt his warmth against her hip. Playing her fingers through the wetness of her sex, she began working up to it. Tanner was asking a lot, but he wanted this. She could see it. She wasn’t only pleasuring herself, she was pleasuring him.

Fingering her clit and pinching her nipples, Natalie watched his face. Every touch of her sensitive area felt good, and it was delicious to see Tanner’s expression.

“All the way,” he said. “Do this for me.”

His words cut deep. Natalie’s body flushed, and with his eyes on her the whole time, she flicked over her clit in a way she knew would carry her close. Her nipples turned to little pebbles and she pinched them, wanting to hurt, pushing closer.

“Now,” Tanner said. “Do it now.”

His biting command, the order for her to comply, flooded her body with heat. She sped her motions and the intense stimulation of her clit made her tense. Spreading her legs a little more, Natalie did what she’d done so many times alone. Only now, Tanner was here, watching.

As the thought consumed her, the muscles in her body stiffened and her belly turned hard. Her tiny clit, under the tip of her finger, burned and then clenched. Natalie cried out softly and let go. Waves of pleasure flowed through her and a gradual calm eased behind it. Panting quietly, she looked into Tanner’s eyes and saw admiration.

He stroked her jaw gently. “You look amazing when you do that.
Gorgeous. Your cheeks flush and your flawless skin radiates.” As he spoke, he pulled the tiny thong off of her, and then removed her bra. He kissed her bare nipples tenderly. “The look of pleasure on your face was…nearly too much for me.”

Reaching out and touching his cock, Natalie knew he spoke the truth. Pre-cum seeped out the top and his shaft was like steel beneath the soft skin. She stroked gently, and he leaned over to kiss her. Kissing and then sucking her lower lip, Tanner showered her with love. That he wanted her, Natalie had no question.

Sitting up, she spread her legs and pulled Tanner to her. Kneeling before her, his hot cock pressed against her skin, sending electricity through her. “Oh, God, Tanner,” she gasped.

He leaned down and kissed her sex, showering kisses at the apex of her thighs. Biting her vulva gently, Tanner fanned her arousal. Natalie ran her hands over his shoulders and fisted his hair. His tongue slid across her wet opening and dipped inside.

Panting and whimpering, Natalie leaned back on her arms to give her lover better access. He spread her outer lips and blew on her. It felt so good, her whole body tingled. “I need you. I need you so bad,” she whined.

Kneeling, Tanner dipped his wide cock inside her, and Natalie wrapped her arms around him, pulling him closer. Rocking her hips forward to take his length, the amazing feel of him plunging deep made her cry out. “I need you,” Natalie gasped.

Holding her, Tanner fucked her, on his knees in front of her. Natalie pushed her hips to the very edge of the seat and spread her thighs wide, wanting all of him. In the gloom of the day, they fucked, delicious and hard. Tanner would pull back, almost all the way out, and then plunge fiercely, as deeply as he could.

The more vigorously he fucked, the more Natalie wanted, and she moved her hips in motion with his. Giving back as much as she got, there was no way to have enough. More; she just wanted more. A sheen of moisture formed on her skin from the effort. And Tanner breathed heavy, fast, plunging into her as hard as he dared.

Suddenly, they yelled out together as orgasm exploded deep in Natalie’s core at the same time that Tanner’s cock pulsed, over and over. As one, they released into intense ecstasy, holding tight, gasping for breath, moving as well as they could with the strong spasms. When Natalie relaxed, Tanner fell back on the floor, taking her with him.

Knees bent, straddling him, Natalie kissed Tanner over and over. He was amazing, impossible to get enough of. And she loved him—so much.

“I love you, baby,” he whispered, still barely able to catch his breath.

Natalie leaned down and kissed him again.
And again. And again.

The next day Cheryl and
Dani arrived at the hotel. After a quick hello, the guys took off for the business meeting while their wives went to Newbury Street for shopping. The high-end spot spanned eight city blocks, the experience much like New York’s Fifth Avenue or California’s Rodeo Drive. It was a great way to spend an afternoon.

Open-air cafes and restaurants lined the sidewalks, offering the perfect place for chatting or people watching when a break was needed. The brick, multi-level historic buildings housed the shops. Natalie and Cheryl started at
Bebe and worked their way through the area, unloading packages to their bodyguard as they went. Passing several salons, they contemplated getting a facial but decided they didn’t have time.

When they were exhausted, Café Royale provided a nice respite. In the heart of the trendy district, it was a place to sit back and enjoy the British tradition of afternoon tea. The service included teas from around the world, bite-sized sandwiches, and an assortment of pastries. It was also warm and cozy.

Cheryl shed her fur coat and gloves, as did Natalie. “Whew, cold today,” she said.

“Not as cold as Moscow,” Cheryl said. “You should be there this time of year.”

“I think I have.” Natalie laughed.

After scanning the menu, they ordered traditional British cucumber, cream cheese, and watercress sandwiches with a pot of the Victorian rose tea. The polished wood floors, dark wood chairs, small round tables, and white bone china created the perfect atmosphere.

“You are wearing me out,” Natalie said, holding her steaming cup in both hands.

“Me? You bought out every store.” Cheryl laughed.

“We haven’t talked too much lately. Any more trouble about those pictures, the, um…”

“Oh, the nude ones?
Nope. I think Tanner scared the guy to death. Good thing too. Because, if he’d taken it further, I dread to think what Dani might have done. Funny thing, I was freaked that exposing those pictures would affect Dani’s reputation or career somehow. And he was worried they’d embarrass me. True love, I guess, huh? So what’s new with you?”

Natalie filled her in on all the news in the fashion world and the details of her sudden exposure in New York to all the east coast buyers. “Gianni has been a good ally.”

“Sounds like it. You deserve it, though. Your stuff is still selling well in Moscow, you know,” Cheryl said.

“Yes, I noticed that. Russian women have good taste I guess.” Natalie grinned.

“You got that right,” Cheryl said. “Hey, and Jazzy adopted? I got your text.”

“Yes, she did and he’s a doll. Asher is his name.” Natalie chatted about her new nephew, giving the details of his history, and reciting all the fun they had at Christmas. “We’d like to have a baby of our own.”

“Really? I figured you would eventually. But Tanner’s up for it?”