A Special Kind of Love (14 page)

Her
heart pounded in her chest as he stalked toward her, lust and nerves combined
to make her quake in anticipation.

He
stretched out over her, bracing his elbows at her sides to keep from crushing
her. His weight felt marvelous against her. He captured her lips in the
sweetest kiss possible, butterfly light, his lips brushed hers. He lightly
traced the line of her lips with his tongue,
then
pressed more firmly, deepening the kiss. His tongue swept in and tangled with
hers. She kissed him back, all the desire she had been holding back for weeks
coming to the forefront.

His
hair fell around her face, tickling her cheeks and creating an intimate space,
where the rest of the world was blocked from her view. She traced her hands
over the back of his head, letting her fingers tangle in the long strands and
gave herself up to desire.

Tanner’s
kisses moved from her lips down her jaw and neck. He continued moving south
until he reached the edge of her peasant blouse. He grabbed the elastic in his
teeth and tugged it down, exposing her purple lace bra. He traced the edge of
the cup with his tongue and she shivered.

Tanner
sat up onto his knees. He slid his hands under the bottom of her blouse easing
it upward. She rose up to allow him to remove it. He traced a hand across her
lace-covered breasts, brushing his palm against the already engorged nipples.
His hands crept under her to release the clasp, and she sighed as he slowly
pealed the straps down her arms, and gently laid her back down on the bed. His
gaze roamed over her breasts reverently. Then he leaned forward and took one
bud into his mouth. Sharon arched into his touch. He suckled one nipple while
his other hand massaged its twin.

Sharon
tugged his shirt from his jeans and caressed his back. Then she pulled her
hands free and moved to press against his shoulders. He lifted and she began to
unbutton his shirt. Appearing too impatient to wait, he grasped the back of his
shirt and pulled it over his head, throwing it to the side and collapsing back
onto her naked torso.

His
kisses returned to her mouth and she allowed her hands to stroke his back,
massaging and outlining the straining muscles. His lower body nestled between
her thighs. She lifted her hips, rubbing her swollen clit against his erection.
Tanner groaned.

“I
want you naked for me.”

She
nodded and he kissed her again, hard. Pulling back, he slid down her body until
he reached the waistband of her
capris
. She lifted
her hips and he pulled them from her body, taking her panties with them. He
kissed her hip bone and started to move back up her body.

Sharon
stopped him with a hand to the shoulder.
“Oh no, mister.
I want you naked too.”

Tanner
smiled and moved back. He stood next to the bed and unbuttoned his jeans,
slowly sliding the zipper down, he wiggled his hips playfully and turned his
back to her, shaking his butt.

“Come
on, baby, take it off,” She waggled her eyebrows at him.

He
pushed the jeans down his legs and then had to sit down on the bed to remove
his boots so he could finish taking them off.

Sharon
tried to contain her laughter, but it was so funny. How could he have forgotten
he still had his boots on?

His
bronze skin had a suspiciously ruddy hue to it as he climbed back into the bed.
He shrugged his shoulders. “What can I say? You make me forget everything but
you,” he said with a kiss to her lips.

Warmth
suffused her at his statement. She caressed his cheek. “You say the sweetest
things.”

“I
mean them. You are so beautiful, my Sharon.” He kissed her again, and this time
he didn’t stop.

He
kissed her more thoroughly than she had ever been kissed in her life. By the
time he raised his head she was dizzy. She couldn’t tell if it was from lack of
oxygen or desire. And he wasn’t about to let her catch her breath.

He
continued his assault on her senses, kissing down her neck to the sweet spot
behind her ear that made goose bumps spring across her skin. Sharon returned
his attentions, smoothing her hands over every inch of his skin she could
reach.

Tanner
nipped her earlobe and laved the sting with his tongue.
How does this man know all my buttons so well when it’s our first time
together?
She pushed him onto his back and leaned up to look into his eyes.

“My
turn to play.”

Sharon
kissed a trail across his chest, giving his flat brown nipples a lick, and then
continued downward. Her kisses followed the light sprinkling of hair on his
abdomen that led to the thick patch at the base of his groin. She placed a kiss
on the indention of his hip and then swirled her tongue in his navel. Tanner
jerked and she looked up at him. “Ticklish?”

He
nodded. “Oh, that is so good to know,” she replied. Thinking of all the
devilish things she could do to him in the future.

“Stop
teasing. You are driving me insane. And
no
tickling!
I mean it.”

“Who
me?”
She laughed and blew a raspberry on his stomach. Tanner grabbed her by the
shoulders and threw her on her back. Tickling her mercilessly, until they both
collapsed in helpless gales of laughter.

He
stopped laughing and rolled them back over, so she was above him once again. He
clasped her face in his hands and kissed her softly. “I love to hear you laugh.
It is such a beautiful sound.”

Sharon
stared into his dark chocolate eyes and saw so much emotion it almost brought
tears to her eyes.
God, I’m falling hard
for Tanner. Oh who am I kidding? I’ve already fallen.
Hard.

“Make
love to me,” she whispered against his lips. She was on the pill and hadn’t
been with anyone since her ex, and Tanner was tested because of his job. So
condoms weren’t needed and she could enjoy the feel of him bare inside her.

Tanner
rolled them over and slid into her in what seemed like one motion. He felt so
wonderful inside of her. He stroked slowly in and out, never breaking eye
contact. Sharon felt the first stirring of orgasm. Waves of ecstasy shot from her
core outward to her fingers and toes, then up her spine. Sharon arched her
neck, lifting her upper body off the bed.

Tanner
increased his rhythm, thrusting harder and faster. He massaged her breast and
tweaked her nipples, tugging on them just to the point of pain, and her arousal
rose again. He slid a hand between them and rubbed her clit in tiny circles. Her
head thrashed back on forth on the bed, her body writhing in delight.

“I
can’t hold back, come for me now.” He pinched her clit between his thumb and
forefinger.

He
pounded hard and fast into her sex. Sharon keened as she came. He pulled out
and stroked his cock with his hand, shooting his cum all over her stomach.

Sharon
lay in a fog of sated satisfaction. Tanner went into the adjoining bathroom.
She heard the water come on. He returned and began wiping the evidence of his
release from her stomach with a warm wet washcloth. He thoroughly cleaned her
stomach and then moved to gently wipe between her legs.

Tanner
threw the washcloth unto the floor beside the bed and crawled back in. He
snuggled up to her, bringing her back to his chest and holding her in his arms.
He whispered in her ear, “I’m still hungry.”

He
lazily played with her breasts, until desire rose again, and she turned to him.

* * * *

Tanner
sat on the couch in the living room feeding Sharon sips of wine as she perched
on the floor beside his legs, her head resting on his thigh. They had eaten a
wonderful meal of steak and baked potatoes that they had prepared together,
after several rounds of lovemaking.

Now
they sat in contented silence, full, sated, and happy.

Soft
music played in the background and Sharon began to sway to the slow rhythm of
the song. Tanner extended his hand. “Dance with me.”

He
stood and pulled her into his arms. “I love dancing with you,” he said kissing
her cheek. She laid her head against his shoulder and relaxed into him, allowing
the music and the man to sweep her away.

They
held each other close, barely moving, just enjoying the sensation of being in
each other’s arms. It could have been minutes or hours. When the music changed
and a faster paced tune came on, Tanner slid his hands up her back to her
shoulders and then down her arms to grasp her hands. He crossed to the sofa,
pulling her down on his lap.

“This
has been an amazing day,” he said.

Sharon
sighed.
“Absolutely.”

“It’s
almost nine o’clock. What time does Aaron go to bed?”

Sharon
looked up at the clock on the wall. “I didn’t realize it was that late.
Someone
must have been distracting me.”
She laughed. “I’d better call and check in with him. He will be getting ready
for bed in about a half an hour.”

Tanner
leaned back and pulled his phone from the holder attached to his belt.

“Here,
use my phone. Mom’s number is already programmed in.”

Tanner
dialed the number and handed Sharon the phone. As she was sitting on his lap,
he could easily hear both sides of the conversation.

“Hi,
Kamani
.
How is everything going?”

“Couldn’t
be better.
That child of yours is a godsend. He set the table and insisted on doing all
the dishes after dinner. He could sure teach my other grandchildren some
lessons in manners.”

Tanner
smiled at her choice of words, her
other
grandchildren
. Obviously Mom was already on board with his plans.

“I’m
glad he was a help. Have there been any problems? Is Aaron getting along okay
with Josh and
Annebelle
?”

“Everything
is fine. Not to worry. They spent almost two hours working on that puzzle he
brought, and I couldn’t believe it, but they finished it. If it’s all right,
I’d like to glue it with
modge
podge
and frame it to hang on the wall.”

“Oh,
I’m sure Aaron would love that. He never does a puzzle twice anyway. Once he
finishes them he just gives them to Goodwill.”

“I’m
sure you’d like to talk to him, hold on a second.”

Tanner
cringed at the shriek for Aaron that came through on the phone. Damn his mother
had a set of lungs.

After
just a moment Aaron’s voice came over the line. The smile on Sharon’s face
changed to the one reserved solely for Aaron. Funny that he could recognize it
already.

“Hi,
Mom.”

“Hello,
darling.
What are you up to?”

“Just
researching firefighting on the Internet.
Kamani
has
cable hookup, so it’s super-fast.”

“That’s
cool. What are
Annebelle
and Josh doing?”

“
Annebelle
went to bed already. She’s young, you know. And
Josh is playing some video game. It is very violent. I don’t care for it.”

“Did
you have a good dinner?”

“It
was wonderful.
Kamani
made macaroni and cheese from
scratch.
She even used the whole wheat
pasta I like and added protein powder to make it better for us. I think I like
hers better than yours. It was all gooey and delicious.”

Sharon
scowled, though he could tell it was all for show.

“Better
than mine?
Huh. I guess I’ll have to step up my game.”

“It’s
okay. I bet she can’t make stuffed shells as good as you.”

Sharon
laughed. “Are you angling for some stuffed shells for dinner tomorrow?”

“I
wouldn’t be opposed to that turn of events.”

What a little schemer that this kid
is.

“Okay,
well I might be able to arrange that. I better let you go. Don’t forget to
brush your teeth before bed and remember to listen to
Kamani
.”