Raw Burn (Touched By You) (5 page)

Secure in Tanner’
s arms, Natalie calmed down, relieved that her fears were unfounded. With her cheek against his shirt, the smell of fresh laundry combined with his cologne and male scent, made her weak. She fingered his hair at the nape of his neck and rubbed his hard thigh.

The scare he’d just had from Natalie’s overreaction had left him emotionally raw. She wanted what he hadn’t given her, commitment, family. But with her in his arms, her hand massaging his thigh, he just wanted to be close to her. His desire for her never seemed to ebb, but only
grow. That moment, locked together by the unexpected upset, was no different.

Tanner rubbed her back, easing into intimacy. He wasn’t sure about her fragile state, and it occurred to him that he may have pushed her too far with his carping about her wardrobe. He needed to chill, and that wa
s one thing he found difficult.

He lifted her chin, and looked in her dark brown eyes, no longer filled with ideas of betrayal. Her beautiful eyes we
re glazed over, and he had no doubt she wanted him right then as much as he wanted her. He kissed her fiercely with his palms under her jaw, as if she were a rare treasure. She whimpered, her mouth covered by his, their tongues sensually exploring.

The hot kiss ignited the flame between them, and Tanner began touching and feeling her soft body. His hands caressed her back, her waist, her hips
, conveying his need to be lost within her. She responded with gasping pants, feeling the hard muscles of his shoulders, his chest and lean thighs. Each ached for the other, the recent emotion still fresh, wanting to be together and find the connection they craved.

The raw burn she felt for Tanner never diminished, searing inside her, leaving her no
choice but to express it in any way possible. She craved him, addicted to his male scent, his lean muscles, and his possession of her. If only she could get closer, even closer than she had. The urge to have every part of him, to take him, rose with new fury. She dropped to her knees beside the small sofa, opened Tanner’s belt and undid his pants, feeling inside for his hot cock.

She wanted him, and he had no thought to deny her. He pulled his pants and shorts off, lowering them to his ankles, and opened his thighs for her. His heavy member, erect and needy, looked so darn sexy, especially with him s
till in his starched shirt, his pants pulled down so erotically.

Natalie cupped his
hot balls in one hand, massaging them for his pleasure, and rubbing her other palm over his waxed pubic area. The tantalizing feel of him beneath her palm sent a sensation straight to her clit, and she panted and moaned along with Tanner.

She rubbed her hand along his bare thighs, purposely not touching hi
s cock, driving him crazy. He pressed his head against the back of the sofa, and arched his back. Natalie responded by brushing her fingers lightly over his exposed erection. Tanner writhed against the sofa, needing more.

Gently, she rolled her tongue around his cock, letting her easy stimulation arouse him further. His cock pulsed and
jerked. Using the tips of her fingers, she stroked along his shaft, brushing the hard knob at the end.

“Yes
,” Tanner groaned.

Natali
e loved seeing his face when he was aroused. He was so sexual, so strong. Seeing what she could do, the power she had over him, thrilled her. Inspired, she continued her foreplay.

With one finger, she dabbed at the pre-cum seeping out, and spread it around the tip. Us
ing the lubrication, she slicked his penis and stroked with her fist. Tanner pumped his hips, adding to the motion. Slowly, very slowly, she stroked him, her nipples hard from seeing his excitement.

The urge to
take all he could give, rose in her veins. Parting her lips, she covered the slick head with her lips and sucked. Tanner’s moans grew louder. She slicked her tongue along his beautiful penis, and sucked the hard knob, driving him perilously close to a point of no return. But she stopped before he could consummate the feeling.

With her mouth over his erection, she dipped her head down, pushing the tip way
back in her throat. Her lips pressed against his sensitive skin as she bobbed over his cock, her hands on his thighs for support. The sight of him at her mercy had her panties sopping wet.

Again, before he found the way out of the sweet pain she caused, she pulled back. Tanner
’s moans of protest were followed by a command to her, uttered deep in his throat.

“Take your top off
..now.”

Natalie lifted her top and cast it aside.

“And your bra.”

She complied.

Tanner cupped her bare breasts, adoring the softness of the skin. He flicked her nipples and she whimpered through her panting. He fisted her hair, pulling her toward him.

Not yet finished with what she had started,
Natalie covered his cock with her mouth once again, gripping the stalk in one hand and squeezing. With her other hand, she cupped his balls, squeezing and rolling them in her palm. Using one finger she reached behind his balls, feeling the sensitive perineum, rubbing that tender strip of skin.

Tanner groaned, his cock still inside her warm, wet mouth, and held her head firmly.
Her finger slid over the perineum, and bravely she let it slip all the way back to his tight asshole. His cock swelled in her mouth. He offered no objection.

Sucking on his cock, she fingered his puckered opening, with her intimate touch. All the while sucking, licking, and moaning over his hot member, she pressed on his asshole, and allowed her finger to slip inside. It felt so forbidden, yet so hot to do that. She’d never dared before, yet the touch felt so sweet and loving. To touch him in that way was a special private moment.

She began to vibrate her finger in his asshole, while she squeezed and sucked his cock. Tanner could take no more. He put his hands under her arms, and lifted her up. She heard a popping sound when her lips released him.

Frantically, he tore at her clothing. She kicked off her shoes, and he ripped every shred off her. As an afterthought, he rapidly stripped, pushing his shoes away and tossing his pants and shirt to the other side of the sofa. His hot erection bobbed in the effort, and Natalie couldn’t take her eyes off of him.

Tanner guided Natalie onto his lap, with her back to his chest. He held her hips and sat her upright, leaning forward a little. She felt his hot cock between her thighs. Looking down at her sex, she saw his red, swollen knob between her legs, and wanted to touch it. Her teasing and playing with Tanner had him stiff as a rod.

He moved Natalie
, back and forth across his lap, his cock between her thighs but not inside her. The hot feel of him over her wet slit sent liquid heat through her, and she panted faster. Tanner’s cock swelled and pulsed as he slid her pussy over it. Each time he pulled her close, she saw the bulbous end and when he pushed her out again, the thick knob bumped her clit, escalating her need by the second.

Just when she thought she couldn’t take it any
more, Tanner said, “Turn around baby.” She turned around, straddling him on her knees. He covered one of her nipples with his mouth, and suckled at her breast. She whimpered, arching her back, giving him access. Switching to the other nipple, he did the same. His mouth, hot and wet over her nipples, first one and then the other, send an electric ripple straight to her clit as if a string were attached.

Natalie pressed her pussy against his hard cock, erect against his abdomen, and
it scorched her to the core. Blindly, her only focus was to have him buried inside her, her sex empty and wanting. He was of the same mind and lifted her higher on her knees. He wrapped a fist around the base of his cock, and flicked the tip against the nerve-wrought skin over her clit.

She spread her legs further
and Tanner dipped the tip of his cock deeper, touching the head of her clit. The sensation was unbelievable. Swaying his cock back and forth in short, fast motions, he rubbed her clit. Stopping just before she reached orgasm, he flicked her nipples with his tongue, and lowered her over him, plunging his cock deep inside her.

She was so wet
he easily slid all the way in, stretching her around his huge erection. Holding her hips, Tanner fucked her slowly at first, then faster. Her firm breasts bounced with the motion, making him insane with desire. She was so beautiful, her flawless skin, long dark hair flowing down her back. He couldn’t take it, and felt his cock pulse without warning.

Natalie
, flushed with arousal, her sex tight and ready, exploded into orgasm. Her panting became more high-pitched, and Tanner felt her strong muscles squeeze him with the first pulse of her orgasm. Already beyond restraint, he came with her, pouring his cum into her and releasing completely.

Together t
hey moaned and gasped, fucking hard and fast. The climax seemed to go on and on, unwilling to let go. They fucked and ground against each other, not ready to be done, wanting each other more than ever, until Natalie fell against his chest. He held her, palms on her slender back, his eyes closed.

He knew in that moment that he had no resistance when it came to Natalie,
and a pang of uncertainty hit him, lacking control of the situation. She was his only love, and he found that emotional bond deliciously addictive, while also completely unnerving.

Everything worked out, and Tanner didn’t even make her feel silly for her emotional reaction. He seemed to understand.
Natalie followed up with calls to find out the truth behind the cryptic messages she’d misunderstood.

Dani
apologized profusely for not calling sooner. A situation concerning his investments had consumed the better part of a week. He’d barely even spoken to Cheryl, due to the long hours he’d had to work. Everything was under control now, so he should be reachable by phone or email.

Alex
Petrov, the boutique owner in Moscow, had merely wanted to let Natalie know that she needn’t rush off to Russia. It would take time to set everything up, and the merchandizing was underway. A visit would be more appropriate later.

Suzanne said Paris fashion was booming, and she hated to pressure Natalie, but she’d need more fashions by next season. New lines were hot
sellers; women always want the latest fashions.

And Susan told Natalie that leaving was a hard decision, and she wanted her to know that it had nothing to do with their relationship. In fact, working for Natalie had swayed her decision toward staying. However, she had decided to leave based on the offer she’d received.

Natalie had to laugh at her hysteria. She’d really gone over the edge. Everything was fine, and she was looking forward to more growth of her company over the next few months. In fact, she had put it behind her, and welcomed a trip to Brazil. The shows in Brazil were the fifth largest in the world, and Tanner needed to stay abreast of the new designers and fashions.

Fashion had become a means of cultural expression in Brazil, and Fashion Rio was
a week, not to be missed. Natalie discovered Brazilian woman had a different relationship with their bodies than other women, expressed through sexy clothes. The sensual aesthetics intrigued her, and she wondered if Tanner disapproved of such blatant sexuality, or if he just objected to hers.

Rio de Janeiro was nothing, i
f not exhilarating. Gorgeous mountains, white sandy beaches and verdant rainforests, backed against a deep blue sea. It was a spectacular setting. Natalie was a bit punch-drunk from the first day. Open-air cafes were everywhere, and it seemed the sexy people of Brazil lived in the moment without a care in the world.

Natalie felt cheated
that they were only staying a week, and vowed to return, hopefully soon. The penthouse suite was on the sixth floor of Copacabana Palace. Decorated with works of art, exotic carpets, marble bathrooms, and French fabrics, it was comfortably elegant and even included butler service. The private terrace looked down on Copacabana Beach.

Pampered and refreshed, Tanner took her to
the wet bar in the private pool area with one of the most stunning views of the city. The clear blue sea, contrasted with the mountains and the endless sky, left them speechless. It was nearly too much beauty to take in.

They ordered sparkling wine
instead of cocktails, because of Natalie’s sensitivity to hard liquor. The light bubbly liquid rolled over their tongues, tantalizing and seducing them into the Brazilian culture even further.

After the champagne,
Tanner took Natalie for a walk on the beach, ordering his security to keep their distance. He wanted to be alone with her. The sun was low, backlighting the sea and the mountains, the weather warm and humid. Bright streaks of pink and purple lit the expanse of sky, the flaming yellow and orange sun dipping behind the darkening hills. If there was a more romantic view, Natalie had never seen it.

Stopping at a quiet part of the beach, Tanner pulled her to him and kissed her
, softly at first, and then more urgently. He pulled down the spaghetti strap of her tiny top, and rubbed his hand over her bare shoulder. It occurred to her that he hadn’t given her a hard time for dressing in the skimpy summer outfit she wore.

It didn’t matter.

Natalie had removed her sandals to walk on the beach. Holding them in one hand, she dipped her toes into the deliciously cool water, much colder than expected. Stopping, she wrapped her arms around Tanner’s shoulders, kissing his neck and biting at his lower lip. He responded, fondling her, rubbing her filmy skirt and squeezing her tight ass.

He pressed her close, his
hand at the small of her back, and she felt him swell hard against her. The balmy evening and the ocean breeze lent added romance to the scene. Like something out of a movie, they kissed and touched, their toes buried in the sand. With no one to observe, they dropped to the white beach and Tanner pulled her on top of him.

His hot kisses
aroused her deep in her core, and she burned for him more than ever. Her raw desire was set aflame, along the shoreline of Rio. She covered his mouth with hers, their tongues stroking and loving. Alone, lovers beside the sea, their hands sought each other’s body.

Tanner rolled over pulling her under him, holding his weight on his knees. He pulled her top off, over her head. His ha
nds caressed her and his fingers dipped under the lacy covering to feel her nipples. Impatient with the restraint, he hurriedly removed her bra and buried his face in her breasts, smelling her femininity and craving her delicious taste.

Natalie ran her hands through his hair as he licked and sucked at her nipples. Desire furled in her belly, and she reached out to undo his pants. Seeing her need, Tanner helped her, ripping off his pants and short
s, his cock bouncing free.

She grasped
his cock and stroked, feeling it swell. Tanner lifted her skirt and rubbed his palm over the smooth skin of her mons. With steady pressure, he moved his palm back and forth, sending heavy sensation through her vagina and making her clit stiff.

Tanner spread her thighs and lowered over her, easing his cock into her wet opening. She whimpered at his touch, and grabbed his as
s, pushing him deeper. He plunged all the way in, filling the emptiness inside. She never wanted him to leave, needing him in that way. She moved her hips in sync with his slow fucking, and they breathed heavily in the effort.

Not in a rush, Tanner fucked her, taking his time and watching her face as her pleasure increased. As if to devour her, he kissed, bit, and licked her nipples, painfully distending them. His thumb tapped at the skin covering her clit, and then dipped inside to rub it
. The wonderful torment pushed Natalie into intense pleasure, bordering pain.

She needed more, needed everything he could give. Tanner increased the speed of his strokes, fucking faster, and she moaned over and over, having no other release. He took her wrists and pinned her to the sand, fucking her wantonly, pounding into her.

Natalie pulsed with the start of her orgasm, and her eyes closed briefly in the ecstasy. Tanner ground into her, moaning and panting. She could not hold back, and breathily whispered, “I can’t stop. I can’t…,” and came with a force that surprised her. She emitted a high feminine scream, not caring or even thinking of who might hear.

Tanner exploded, her orgasmic scream shattering him. He felt her pulsing around his huge cock, and lost all control. “Ah…God…,” he gasped, and let the strength of his orgasm take over. His balls tightened and
his cock pulsed. The rush of his release rolled through him. He never took his eyes off Natalie. The look on her face as she came was pure joy for him.

Breathlessly, they lay in each other’s arms under the Brazilian moon, not even caring for the scratch of the sand underneath them. In a sweet post-orgasmic state, they looked toward the star-filled sky, and heard the soft lap of the waves against the shore.

Tanner hugged her to him, and nuzzled her hair, smelling of sea and sand. “You are amazing,” he whispered. “I love you so much.”

It was a night Natalie would never forget, so
tender and sweet. “I completely adore you Tanner. You have my heart….and always will.”

Could Tanner say the same? He knew he’d never love anyone like he loved Natalie. But, always was a long time. He wanted to reply, say something perfect, but he was at a loss for words.