Dark Desire (Touched By You 1) (13 page)

In the bedroom, the floor was covered in the squishiest, woven sage-green and cream carpeting. The huge bed was the centerpiece with masculine dark wood for the headboard and a canopy tied at the four corners with sheer fabric. A long, overstuffed ottoman was positioned at the foot of the bed. The heavy velvet, emerald-green drapes were open, allowing bright light to illuminate the sensual room. Under the window was an emerald green trunk. She wondered what Tanner kept in there.

"This is quite a place," she said. "This is where you live?"

"When I'm in New York," he told her. She looked at him, remembering his threat in the coffee shop to spank her. Her cheeks flushed. Would he really do that in public? The picture of him doing that should have distressed her. Instead, she felt excitement consuming her.

The bedroom was quiet. Tanner looked at Natalie, who stood very still. Their desire was not to be ignored. "You've made me angry," he said, catching her off guard. "I want to spank you."

Natalie's cheeks turned pink. She thought of several smart replies, but no words came out. Why was she so turned on? With her eyes focused on the thick carpet, she finally mumbled, "Why?"

"I want to do things
to make life better for you. You rebelled. Worse yet, you left me for two long days. You deserve a spanking." Natalie continued to study the carpet unable to look at him. His admonishment didn’t offend her. Instead, dark desire rose within her, a desire only he seemed to stir.

Tanner stepped closer to her and lowering his voice, he continued, "I told you I like …… to dominate. The idea
, of having your bare ass over my lap and spanking it until it's red turns me on. It will hurt you and I get pleasure in that. But I think you'll find pleasure, more pleasure than you imagine right now. You told me you'd consider trying things with me. Have you considered?" He touched her cheek and lifted her chin to look into her eyes.

She saw a stern expression she wasn't used to. This is Tanner, she told herself. He won't hurt me.

"Well?" His eyes turned dark.

Natalie's thoughts were confused. She wanted Tanner, and for some reason
, the idea of him spanking her was very erotic. She wanted to please him and he wanted to do this. He had a shadow of violence in him that had sparked her sexually, since the first time he'd touched her, so long ago. She couldn't explain it, nor could she deny it.

She gave a slight nod of her head, indicating her agreement. The gleam in his eyes both scared and excited her.

"We'll do it easy this first time. Come here," he said and pulled her to the bed. He sat down and looked at her. She was unable to read any emotion in his face. "Pull down your pants," he commanded in an even tone. Natalie's heart pounded.

Not believing she was doing this, she unbuttoned her pants and pulled them down to mid-thigh. "All the way," Tanner ordered, gruffly.

Natalie reached for the waistband of her pants, and leaning over, pulled them all the way to her ankles. "Now, your panties," he directed. A stab of anxiety ran through her, but she willed her hands to grab her silk panties. Cautiously, she pulled them down, taking way too long, she was sure - all the way to her ankles.

She looked with trepidation into Tanner's eyes trying to find the gentleness of the other night, but there was none. "I warned you to go away, didn't I?" She nodded at him
in affirmation.

"You stayed. Now, you'll pay for it," he barked. She hadn't anticipated his next move. He grabbed both her wrists and pulled her to him and over his knee. She felt the cold air on her bare butt. Fear did not overtake her. In its place was a flood of heat to her vagina causing her clit to tighten and he hadn't even touched her yet.

She braced for the blow, but it didn't come. Instead, she felt his warm hand on her ass cheeks. He rubbed his hand over them with admiring touches. "Your tight little ass is so beautiful," he flattered. "I'm going to spank you and make your bottom bright red. You've angered me. Do you understand?"

"Yes," Natalie answered weakly.

"Six strokes," he warned. "One," he said and the palm of his hand hit her bare butt on the soft, fleshy part making a loud smacking sound. Natalie yelped. "Be quiet," he ordered. "Or, the spanking will be worse." Before he continued he gently rubbed the spot where he'd just spanked her, as if to heal the pain.

"Two," he called and the smack of his hand stung her bare skin. She felt tears in her eyes, more from the shock of the experience than pain. It stung but didn't hurt, not really.

Tanner continued counting, and between each spank he'd caress her stinging skin. "Six," he said with finality. And Natalie was so turned on she thought she might come, just with him caressing her red skin. At the same time, she was upset with herself. She knew this sort of thing was only done privately and she shouldn't be enjoying it. Yet, she was enjoying it - she thought she was, anyway.

She felt duly chastised and somewhat humiliated, but she'd given Tanner what he needed, and that pleased her. "Okay, baby. That's over," he told her, rubbing her bottom. "Stay on my lap," he said kindly, seeming to change mood. He reached into the nightstand drawer to find a small tube. "I'm going to put some of this on you. It will help with the sting." Tanner rubbed some cool gel on her sensitive skin.

He eased her off his lap so she was stretched out on her side next to him, and he pulled part of the comforter over her to keep her warm. Her butt stung, but not a lot. "Don't make me angry again, baby," he whispered.

Natalie covered her face with her arm to hide the tears that refused to stop. A rush of different emotions swamped her.

Tanner took a tissue from the nightstand and handed it to her. "Are you okay? Did it hurt too much?" He asked, sincerely.

Natalie was relieved to have the kind, gentle Tanner back. She was puzzled by his mood shifts.
"No it didn't hurt, not really. I'm just confused," she sobbed, quietly.

"Did it feel good? Tell me
, how was it for you?" He asked.

"I
…um...I don't know. I'm turned on, but you were punishing me. No one has ever done that. I must have a dark side, dark desire that I've never discovered before. I shouldn't enjoy it, should I?" She asked.

Tanner lifted her arm away from her face and cupped her chin, so she was forced to look at him. "What we do together is for our pleasure. I'll never do anything you don't want me to. But if you are willing, pain can push you to your limits of pleasure. Do you think you'd let me do that again? Would you experiment with me and see what else you like?"

Natalie couldn't believe she was agreeing but she nodded her head. Being with Tanner was special. He could be so sweet and so romantic. She didn't understand why he needed to punish her and what caused him to be so stern. But she trusted him, for a reason she couldn't state. And she wanted to have sex with him, again and again.

"I want to give you pleasure," she confessed. "I'll try. I can experiment. But don't be too rough with me, okay?"

"I won't baby. I'll never push you past your limit. We're going to talk about that. It's best if we understand each other's desires, and also each other's limits," he explained.

Natalie's sex clenched and her clit hardened. She could still feel the sting of the spanking on her bottom which increased her arousal. "Will you make love to me?" She said to Tanner, unable to hold back her honest desire. She sensed that a door had been opened, a door to pleasure she'd never dreamed of, and that door could not be closed again. This gorgeous sexy man was hers and she wanted him, more than ever.

Tanner's lovemaking was sweet, even sweeter than the first time, if that were possible.

He lifted her in his arms to turn back the covers then sat with her on his lap. Her red ass was still tender, but not much. He'd been easy with her, spanking her the first time. Tanner kissed her tenderly, losing his hands in her thick hair, plunging his tongue deep into her mouth. His deep groan gave her pleasure.

Natalie could feel his erection, growing under the cloth of his pants, pressing against her nakedness. He s
tood, placing her on her feet so he could rapidly undress. She'd seen him naked before, but the perfection of his muscled form still took her breath away.

His cotton briefs came off in one fluid movement, allowing his hard dick to spring into v
iew. Her hand wrapped around his hot member and she squeezed, enjoying the feel of it. Tanner's eyes briefly closed.

              He picked her up and got in position on the bed with her on top. She held her balance by placing her hands on his shoulders. They felt like rock under her soft palms. Even that served to excite her, hardening her nipples.

Tanner gazed at the beauty above him. Her skin was pale and silky smooth, revealing no imperfections. Her dark, chocolate brown eyes were glazed with sexual arousal. Her glossy brown curls fell forward, touching the tops of her firm breasts. Her taught belly was tensed in anticipation.

Her mouth was so expressive. It was sensual, yet innocent at the same time, and so kissable, so desirable. Natalie had an endearing quality of innocence combined with sexuality, an explosive combination for Tanner.

He reached up to flick her red, protruding nipples and Natalie whimpered in response. He cupped each soft breast in his hands, owning, possessing.
She's mine - all mine
.

Natalie had never had another man. This added to her allure. Tanner hadn't purposely sought out a virgin. But having found one, the idea that he and only he possessed her, sent desire coursing through his body. The lust she stirred within him was beyond endurance.

Without warning he put two fingers inside her, causing her to gasp. A new heat flooded her loins and her clit tightened. She tossed her head back, her long hair flowing down her bare back and touching Tanner's lean thighs.

"Tanner, Tanner," she purred.

His thumb found her little pearl, just inside her labia, at that most sensitive spot. He caressed her relishing in her moans and pleadings, yet removing his hand just before she went too far. She began to beg, "Please, please," she moaned.

"What baby?" He whispered, exci
ted by the erotic torture created by delay. He reached to the table beside the bed and deftly grabbed a condom, unwrapping it, lifting Natalie and swiftly rolling it over his huge cock. She never stirred from her aroused state.

"You're so wet," he commented with obvious pleasure. "You're hot, aren't you baby?"

"Yes, yes Tanner. I need you," she gasped.

She felt the tip of his penis touch her vagina and cried out, the excitement escaping her lips without prompting. "Ah, ah," she panted.

Tanner held her hips in both his hands, controlling her movements. He lifted her away from his hard cock. "No," she protested.

"Tell me what you want, baby," he choked out. "I need to hear it."

"I want you inside me, please. Inside me, please," she said, throatily.

Tanner plunged his cock into her halfway down and she gasped with the suddenness. Her panting grew louder and faster. He pulled back again, as if to tease. But his need was great and he could not stay back.

This time he plunged into her, all the way. He heard her high pitched scream, short and breathy, causing him to come close to losing control. Tanner moved inside her, slowly at first. Natalie tried to move up and down on his hard rod but he held her tight, not allowing her to over stimulate him.

Natalie began to fall into a state of sexual tension bordering on pain, craving satisfaction. The cool air of the room touched her body and her bare ass stung from the earlier spanking, but just enough to remind her. Her clit hardened, her nipples ached. Single-minded, she wanted only one thing, to rub Tanner's delicious cock inside her and propel herself into a powerful orgasm.

But he wouldn't allow it. Each time she neared orgasm, he knew and stopped moving. The agony was total. He seemed to know how far he could take her. Just when she was sure she'd lose her mind, he began to move faster, and not stopping, fucked her with violence.

She helped him, pushing up and down on him, relentless and wanting. Tanner panted heavily and pushed his hips up and down to assist her efforts. Together they rode into an all-consuming orgasm. Nothing existed but each other and the throes of orgasmic waves that took them both over the crest.

Fucking hard, fast and relentless, Tanner still managed to hold back until he felt the strong muscles of Natalie's vagina convulse around him. He let go and plunged into his orgasm, simultaneous with hers. She screamed loudly and with abandon. Tanner moaned deeply, and gave himself over to the erotic waves, taking control that he willingly relinquished.

Glowing and warm all over, Natalie's slender form relaxed and she collapsed on top of Tanner, her head nuzzled against his neck. He was unable to move for several seconds.

It was a dream, a wonderful dream, Natalie thought. She hoped she never awoke. After a few moments, she felt Tanner's hand gently stroking her back. Up and back down, then over her tender buttocks. She sighed in contentment.

Natalie fell asleep with Tanner holding her. When she awoke, she was alone and unsure how long she'd dozed. For a moment, she didn't remember where she was, but the warm, loving feeling inside her was all she needed to recall being in Tanner's arms not long before.