Fierce Possession (Touched By You 9) (9 page)

As the seconds ticked by, Natalie’s need for pressure in just the right spot was more and more pressing. Witnessing Tanner with his mouth on her, she could see her nipples, dark red and hurting. She wanted to come but couldn’t move enough to get friction. And he was taking her to higher levels of excitement with no end in sight.

The music had faded to the background; all Natalie could hear was her own heavy panting. The cool room was beginning to feel hot, unbearable. She arched her back, instinctively pushing her pussy against Tanner’s mouth.

“No,” he said, looking
up at her. “You will obey me.”

He stood and looked at her, rigid, needing release as much as she. His cock was huge; the veins bulging. And he fisted it in an anxious effort for some relief.

“You are my wife. I am going to take you as I desire. You will do as I say. It will hurt. That’s why I restrained you, so you cannot escape the pain.”

His words should have scared her—instead she nearly came, just from the firm tone of his voice and the threat of pain. The mind is the most sensual aid, and Natalie’s mind envisioned what Tanner intended. Her clit burned, and she saw no way to mitigate what she had to endure.

“That’s right,” Tanner said, and leaned down to run his tongue along her wet slit. Natalie cried out, not knowing what else to do.

Holding her lips apart with his fingers, Tanner blew on her exposed tissue. Her pussy nearly convulsed from his ministrations. “Does it hurt, baby?”

“Yes, yes,” she said. “Too much. It hurts too much.”

Tanner kissed on top of the thin skin covering her clit, pressing down with his lips, putting pressure in just the right spot. Before Natalie could let go, he backed off and began to nip along her inner thighs. Each tiny bite of his teeth was like a touch to her sex. Her body stiffened and she bit her lower lip.

Willing for the torture to continue, Tanner bit across her vulva, the bare waxed skin, vulnerable and overly sensitive. Then he touched her clit with the tip of his tongue, and Natalie panted and moaned, all control gone.

“You will come when I allow it,” he said, no argument expected.

Unsure how she could endure longer, Natalie let her knees fall farther apart, hoping to encourage Tanner to take her. If only he would.

With his palms on her thighs, he pressed them wider, letting the cool ambient air waft over her nerve-wrought tissues. Natalie craved the air, willing it to blow into her and give her cli
t the attention it had to have.

Tanner spoke in a low, commanding voice. “I want you to come.
Now. Do it for me now, baby.” And he pressed his lips to her pussy, rolling the tip of his tongue around her clit, not stopping. Just when she began to relax into the long-delayed release, he sucked softly on her pussy just over her clit, his tongue flicking back and forth.

The rhythm of his tongue became all-consuming. The world centered on the explosive force inside her and her clit was a tiny rock, aching between her legs. Tanner licked and sucked and tapped just so, and his words played in her head. “I want you to come.”

A high-pitched scream echoed in the room, and assaulted Natalie’s ears as she was gripped in powerful convulsions. Her own voice sounded like it came from a distance, and Tanner’s mouth and tongue were amazing. She never wanted him to stop.

Every muscle in her body tightened and her abdomen turned to steel while her clit tensed, releasing the pain it held inside, spinning it into heavy pleasure. The feeling went on and on, lessening but not stopping. Natalie couldn’t get enough, couldn’t feel enough,
couldn’t
take
enough.

She panted softly, her breathing slowing. Her skin tingled and warmed, her pussy flushed. As she sagged against the chair, the sashes held her in place. Tanner stood and rapidly undid them, holding Natalie to his chest with his hands in her hair. She’d never loved him more.

16 – Sacred Union

Natalie moved to the edge of the chair, her belly against his thick erection. Her orgasm had fanned the flames of his desire, and he was burning up in it. As she stilled, her cheek against his chest, he stroked her hair, gently at first.

She responded to his touch, rubbing her hands on his back and wrapping her legs around his thighs. The touch of her, the feel of her breathing against him, and the scent of her arousal blinded him with need. Tipping her head up, he kissed her soft lips, warm and inviting.

Natalie wrapped her fist around his cock, and he moaned, his only thought of being inside her. Tanner had the irrepressible urge to be as close to her as possible. Looking at her slender hand, stroking his shaft, made his balls ache.

Stroking up, she slowed and put her palm over the head, smearing the abundant pre-cum. In a rolling motion, she moved her palm over him and squeezed the head before letting her hand slide down to his balls. With her other hand, she cupped and massaged his balls lovingly.

With a growl deep in his throat, Tanner grabbed the base of his cock and dipped the thick tip inside her. Natalie opened her thighs and pressed closer. Needing no encouragement, he slid deeper, feeling the hot, wet grip of her pussy around his cock.

“I want you,” she whispered, licking his taut nipples and kissing his chest.

Tanner pushed closer, feeling the welcome stretching around his cock. Her heat wrapped around him and he stopped to regain control. “Baby,” he whispered.

Natalie reached up and ran her hands in his hair, pulling him down to kiss her. Touching her parted lips, he plunged his tongue against hers, panting and groaning. Leaning her hips into him, Natalie took more of his length. Her whimper of pleasure made his cock jerk.

Placing his hands on her hips, he held her still, knowing any motion would be his undoing. He kissed the top of her head and her temples gently, feeling her closeness and wanting more. He kissed the side of her mouth, and Natalie turned her head, offering him her lips.

Kissing her tenderly, he tasted the sweetness of her mouth, the flavor of her pussy still on his tongue. Remembering the feel of her, pulsing against his lips, coming at his command, nearly pushed him too far. Shifting his attention, he tried to think of something else; anything that would distract him.

But that was a difficult task. He could smell her light floral perfume mixed with the aroma of her cum, and felt weak. The feel of her hair in his hands, the smoothness of her skin, and the heat of her gripping him had hold of him. Restraint was slipping away.

Easing all the way into her, Tanner filled her with his width. The tightness of her pussy was too sexy and he forced himself not to focus on it. Tipping her chin up, he kissed her, again and again. Her hands roamed his body, feeling every inch of him in the dark. Her need for him brought him closer to release.

He’d never felt so connected with Natalie. Despite all he’d experienced with her, Tanner had never approached such a level of intimacy. His heart was involved, in a way it had never been. She was his wife, and he no longer feared it; he couldn’t live without it. Deep inside her, with his arms around her, and her lips on his, they seemed as one.

Wanting to make the moment last forever, Tanner stilled his body, touching her cheek, her lips, her hair, but trying to take the focus off the intense pleasure centered in his cock. His body went rigid and yet he held off. Such was his love for her that he welcomed the pain of pushing gratification away.

He just wanted to feel her, be close to her,
be one with her. It was a new feeling, a powerful feeling, and one he knew he must have respect for. “Baby,” he choked out. “My baby.” He didn’t get further; the heavy pulse of his cock preceded a release that came of its own, a release so all-encompassing that Tanner had to submit without thought of resistance.

Natalie breathed in gasps, and her vagina gripped his shaft in a hard, sensual rhythm sucking cum out of him in thick spurts. His moans harmonized with hers, and the amazing relief that flooded him was drowned out by the feeling he had for her, his new wife, the one woman that could do this to him.

They came together, glistening with sweat, and Tanner pressed her harder against him with his palm on her back. Inside her, body and soul, he knew he’d broken through. Never had he been aware of a barrier, or that he needed to cross it.

Yet, having crossed the line, he knew their union was sacred. He didn’t know if he was worthy of it, or if he could be trusted with it. But he knew he didn’t want to live without Natalie, or the oneness he felt. Now that he’d tasted the sweetness, nothing else would ever be as good.

17 – Adam and Ella

Natalie was glad to put the meeting with Gianni
Rinaldi behind her. The success he’d achieved before the age of thirty was admirable, and he’d treated her only with respect. But now that she’d met him, Brandon could take over.

She couldn’t say she understood Tanner’s reaction. Jealousy was expected early in their relationship, but it hadn’t come up for a while. And the idea that her husband felt the need to spy on her was unsettling. Marriage was new to them both. Yet it had to be based on trust, and how could she trust him if he continued to do things behind her back?

It was impossible to stay angry at him, though. He was completely irresistible and her love swallowed up any annoyance. If only she knew what was behind his behavior. Possibly he would tell her, but she knew that it would have to be when he was ready.

The issue of her father remained and Natalie had given it a lot of thought. She had no intention of having a relationship with him, so seeing him in person wasn’t necessary. Still, she had to be sure he wouldn’t harass them further, or contact Emma.

Tanner wanted to write a letter and threaten legal action. The attempts to gain money amounted to extortion, and he couldn’t get away with it. Clearly, Tanner had no tolerance for her father’s methods, or his lack of care for his daughters and their mother. There was a chance a letter to him would work, but Natalie wasn’t sure of that.

Finally resolving that she would have to meet with her father, and deal with the situation, brought up another issue. Jazzy was involved too. It would be difficult not to tell her, to meet with Nicolas and never say anything. If it was reversed, Natalie would want to know, no matter how distasteful it was. She preferred to have things out in the open, and knowing her sister as she did, knew that Jazzy was the same.

Thus, a meeting with Nicolas was arranged. It would be the four of them going to see him: Tanner, Natalie, Jazzy, and Ellis. Once Ellis knew about their father’s recent appearance, he wouldn’t hear of Jazzy going to see him alone. He wanted to be there with her.

It was best to get it over with, so the meeting was set for the following afternoon. On the way, Tanner had to stop by his office to see Aaron. His manager needed to show him a time-sensitive agreement. Natalie would ride along with him and they’d meet the others at the hotel. Seeing Nicolas was to be done in a public setting; everyone thought that was best. They were meeting at the lobby bar of a local hotel, and Tanner reserved a private area so they wouldn’t be overheard.

At Tanner’s office, Natalie only half listened while Aaron went over some details of an agreement. She was nervous about meeting her father, and nervous about Jazzy having to face him, and nervous about Tanner’s reaction. He did have a temper, and if Nicolas pushed too far, it could get ugly.

“Okay, so here’s the deal,” Aaron said. “Your company has expanded at a rapid rate since we added several new departments. In today’s business world, software is king. I know I’m not telling you anything you don’t already know.

“With Clarke Luxury’s international operations, our software must stay up with trends and encompass all new technology. That’s not as simple as it sounds. Our IT team is good, but they aren’t software developers. They use what’s available.”

“Okay, I follow you,” Tanner said.

Natalie gazed out the window distractedly, knowing there was nothing in the conversation that she needed to focus on. This was Tanner’s business, and though interesting, a lot of it went over her head.

“I’ve connected with AB Software, one of the leading software-developing companies. You’ve probably heard of the owner, Adam
Bianci.”

“Yes, he was writing software from a very young age.
Impressive story. So, he has what we need?”

“He does, and better than that, he is willing to customize the programs we need—for a fee, of course. But it’s worth it. Our company has many facets and the continuing fast growth
requires databases that can keep pace. Our staff must be able to access current information, every second of the day.

“Adam seems to be ahead of the trends. Using his software will help us stay on top, and with him customizing to our specifications, it will be even better; vital, in fact. But it is an investment, and I want you to look over the agreement with your attorney as you always do.

“There is a time limit for this exclusive deal. Adam may be a brilliant software designer, but he’s also a good businessman. If we don’t accept his offer by the deadline, he will approach one of our competitors.”

Natalie heard the name
Bianci, and remembered she’d heard of him. Becoming interested in the conversation, she said, “Adam Bianci. Isn’t he the Italian billionaire from Brazil? I’ve seen pictures of him in magazines. He’s quite the rage. The media describes him as young, brilliant, and swoon-worthy. He’s touted as one of the most eligible billionaire bachelors, but I don’t think he’s all that available. The pictures I’ve seen all show him with a lovely young girl with long brown hair and big eyes. The way he looks at her, and has his arm around her in all the pictures, I’d say he’s taken.”