Whispered Confessions (Touched By You) (7 page)

Needing pressure against her, Natalie arched her back and pressed her thighs together. But that didn’t stop Tanner. The feathers drifted down her cheek and along the side of her neck, then across her needy nipples. Aching and wanting his mouth on her, Natalie pushed her breasts up higher, begging.

“Yes, I know,” was all Tanner said.

With quick flicks, he swept back and forth over her distended nipples until they ached. “Ah, ah.” She was panting now. The feathers drifted down her belly and touched between her thighs. Natalie instinctively spread her legs.

The delicate feathers teased along her wet opening and over her inner thighs. The sensation felt more like Tanner’s fingers than mere feathers, such was the magnification of the
touch. With the blindfold blocking all light, every brush of her skin was unexpected and all the more intense.

The feather began to move fast between her legs, creating the image of the stimulation she needed. But it wasn’t enough. Natalie ached and she pressed against the soft mattress as the only way to find pressure.

Then, without warning, Tanner bit her nipples. On the heels of the light stroking, the sudden nip of pain shocked her. Natalie cried out, mostly from surprise. The feeling was good, exciting, because she hadn’t known it was coming. And she wondered where he’d touch her next.

His hot mouth touched her lips, and Tanner sucked her lower lip, making her body radiate with pleasure. She reached up to touch him, but Tanner pressed her arms to the bed. “No touching,” he said.

His tongue replaced the feathers, and she felt him lick down her body, stopping to kiss intermittently. Natalie writhed on the bed, wanting more.

Without using his hands, Tanner sucked and licked at her pussy, his tongue expertly dipping and swirling. Natalie wanted to look, and wanted to touch. Having to lie on the bed, and allow him to pull sensation from her with his sexy mouth, pushed her toward her peak.

But before Natalie could go further, she felt Tanner’s breath against her cheek. The momentary anxiety of not knowing what he intended raised her level of excitement. Then she felt the tip of his cock slip along her wet pussy.

Moaning and writhing, Natalie hoped he would give what she needed. His mouth covered first one nipple and then the other, sucking and licking. All she wanted was him, inside her. As her tongue raked against his, fucking his mouth, her clit pulsed. As if knowing, Tanner used his fingers to open her pussy, and tapped the top of her clit with his hard knob.

It was unbelievable. As she panted and whimpered, her pussy felt empty, like an aching void. Imaging Tanner’s cock filling her, and wanting it so badly, she gasped, “I want you. Please.”

She felt the thick knob pierce into her, and Natalie let her thighs fall open, welcoming him. Sliding deeper, Tanner stretched her, his loud, heavy panting drowning out her own.

The feel of him inside her, when unable to see anything, was stark. With nothing visible, it was the only focus there was, and the experience was thrilling. Tanner plunged deeper and Natalie rolled her hips up, trying to take him all the way.

She felt his body over hers, his heat burning into her. He kissed her lips and flicked his tongue over her taut nipples. Natalie spiraled into ecstasy. The feel of Tanner deep inside her, the tightness of her internal muscles clenching, was delicious.

Guiding her to bend her knees, Natalie did so, and he seemed to go deeper. Then he put her feet up, against his shoulders, with her knees still bent. As Tanner stroked into her, Natalie pushed against his shoulders with her feet.

The resistance fueled Tanner’s urge to take her. The more she pushed against him, the harder he pressed into her. Natalie was not strong enough to keep him back—not that she wanted to.

Natalie ran her hands over his skin wildly, feeling his strong jaw, the muscles of his upper back. He was so virile, so male, and it was like she could see through her fingertips. Touching him was an erotic exercise. She dug her hands into his thick hair, pulling him to her, and he kissed her deeply.

Tanner’s desire radiated through her, and she pressed harder, knowing her lips would be swollen and not caring. He moaned into the kiss, and his cock pulsed inside her.

Letting Natalie’s legs lower back to the bed, Tanner changed his angle, so with every stroke his cock grazed her clit. At his mercy, she let him stimulate her that way. Her clit turned rock hard and her lower body stiffened.

The sound of Tanner’s deep panting was the last push; it sent her over the edge and she exploded. Her body turned to steel and she cried out. Wrapped around Tanner’s cock, she felt him pulse inside her. He came with her, his body hard as a rock.

Tanner removed the blindfold. Looking into his blue eyes, Natalie saw adoration. Her body tingled and her skin was warm. Love swelled inside her, and she put her palms on Tanner’s cheeks, pulling him down for a tender kiss.

After regaining strength, they showered together and dressed for bed. Snuggling under the sheet, they looked into each other’s eyes, satisfied and enjoying being together. Natalie was on her side, facing Tanner, with her arm under her head. He stroked her jaw and she closed her eyes. When she opened them, he was watching her.

“I like looking at you,” he said. “I could look at you forever.”

Natalie liked the dreamy look on his face. “Can I ask you something?” she whispered.

“Anything,” he whispered, his blue eyes searching her face.

“Well, I always thought you were the jealous one, but lately it’s been me.”

“That’s a question?”

Natalie laughed softly. “No, that’s not the question. I know I shouldn’t care, but I wonder about the women before me.”

“Like who?”

“No one in particular, but you had a lot of women, right?”

“Not all at once.”

“But how did you feel? Didn’t you love any of them before me?
Maybe Aimee?”

“Hmm.
You are still concerned about that?”

“No, not really.
I’m curious. I think if I knew more, I’d relax. It’s the not knowing. And it’s something we never talked about.”

“You need to hear my confessions, huh.” But it wasn’t a question. His eyes sparkled, so apparently the subject wasn’t taboo.

“I just want to know you—everything about you.”

Tanner touched her lips and she kissed his finger. “Well,” he started, “that seems so long ago. You are so much a part of my life I can’t imagine you not in it.

“But I suppose I always liked to dominate sexually. It excited me, and I found women who found pleasure in submitting to me. It may sound bad to say, but I don’t remember that much about them. Just their faces, sexual thrills, but not even their names.

“I wasn’t such a good guy, but then I never told you otherwise. I seem to recall warning you.” He smiled briefly then continued.

“I experimented a lot, and found I liked certain things better than others. Our playroom is evidence of that. I even tried switching it around.”

“Like how?”

“Having the woman take the dominant role. But I didn’t find the excitement there. It was a matter of trying things out, something you do when you are young. Like women kissing women, just to see how it feels. I suppose it was a way to find out what I liked.

“I was in the group that practiced sex with dominant/submissive roles. And it was easier there to find women that had a taste for my preferences. I never did anything a woman didn’t get pleasure from. Or so they told me.

“And Aimee…I guess we were matched, sexually, for a while. She liked it rough and played the submissive well. Though seeing her outside the bedroom you wouldn’t think so. She can be very aggressive.

“She liked submitting to me and I liked sex with her. I would be lying if I said otherwise.”

“Do you ever miss that?” Natalie waited, hoping she knew the answer.

Tanner pulled her into his arms and pressed her head under his jaw while he explained: “No, baby, I don’t miss that. I have that with you.
And more.

“Actually, that is what split us up. I guess Aimee felt that if we had such intense sexual experiences that it would lead to love. And maybe it should have. But for me, it didn’t.

“She wanted me to commit to her, wanted more than I felt. So I ended it.”

“Just like that?”

“Pretty much. I didn’t see the point in continuing. It would only make it worse.”

“But Tanner, I don’t think she’s ever forgotten you. Maybe she won’t.”

“I don’t know about that. I know her personality. It’s possible she just doesn’t like being told no. But it doesn’t matter to us.

“I hope you don’t hold my past against me. I didn’t know you then. I’d never met you. Absolutely, I never expected to meet a woman like you, much less fall in love.

“Then I saw you at that concert. It seems so long ago, that concert in San Francisco, and in another way it seems like no time at all has passed. I think I knew the instant I saw you that you were my future. I couldn’t face it at the time, and more than anything, I certainly didn’t think I was the best choice for you.

“Yet I never forgot you. Seeing you, something changed. I changed. You got so mad later when you found out I’d kept an eye on you. I admit it wasn’t the best approach. But it was all I had. I couldn’t let you go. I could never let you go.”

Natalie was silent. After hearing Tanner bare his soul, she wondered if there was anything she should confess. He must have thought the same.

“What about you? Before you met me, you must have dated.” Tanner lifted her chin to look in her eyes.

“I’m embarrassed to say it wasn’t that exciting. Yes, you weren’t my first kiss, or touch, for that matter. I had a crush on a guy in high school. He was popular and on the football team. James was his name. I thought maybe he was interested too.

“We flirted and went out for pizza a couple of times. One night in his car, he kissed me. I thought I was in love, and the kiss meant a lot. But I was heartbroken. He never called again. He had all the girls he wanted, being the school heartthrob and all. I didn’t measure up, I guess.”

“And before him?”

Natalie laughed. “How far back do you want to go? There was this boy in the first grade…”

“I can only imagine.” Tanner gave her a boyish grin. “What about sex?”

“A fair question, considering what you’ve told me.
I was home a lot, helping Emma. I did date some, but nobody made me feel anything like you do. I felt strong urges, and I wanted to do things. It was just that I thought it should mean something. I didn’t want to do it just to do it.

“In the right circumstances, I might have anyway. It wasn’t my goal to be a virgin into my twenties. It’s just how it happened. A couple of different guys took me out, and I’d feel sexual desire. We made out, touched each other. But when it would get to the point of actually doing something, I wouldn’t do it. It just didn’t feel right. I wasn’t in love with them. Then I met you. I was crushed that you left me there in the concert hall. I would have gone anywhere with you that night, you know.”

“I know that, baby.” Tanner kissed her lips.

“Those four years, when you were gone, and I was alone—that was hard.
So hard. Once I met you, I could never get you out of my mind. It was like I was meant for you, and I couldn’t move past that.”

“I hope you pleasured yourself.”

Natalie grinned sheepishly. “
That
I did. You tortured me by leaving me all alone. I had to find release somehow.”

Tanner grinned. “Well, now that I know all your dark secrets, and I’ve confessed the wild abandon of my youth, I have to ask—do you trust me?”

“Yes, I trust you completely. But there is so much temptation out there,” Natalie teased, no longer as worried as she was pretending to be.

“Maybe so, baby, but our love is stronger.” Tanner kissed her deeply, bruising her lip
s, and pressed her body to his.

God, he is the absolute sexiest man alive
.

Natalie didn’t expect to hear from Cheryl again so soon. She texted saying she was coming right over. It was late in the day, so Natalie had Sara open a white wine and bring it to the terrace with some cheese and olives. The weather was chilly, but the outdoor heaters made it pleasant.

Hearing commotion in the kitchen, she knew her friend had arrived. “There she is,” Sara said, and went back inside.

Cheryl went out and sat in a chair next to Natalie, distress showing in her expression.

“What happened?”

Cheryl looked out at the view, as if hoping for an escape. Turning back to Natalie, she said, “I’m so stressed. Someone I don’t know emailed photos to me today.”

“Of what?”

With a pained look, she said, “Nude pictures of me.”

Natalie choked on her sip of wine. “What? From where?”

“Oh, you won’t believe this. My past has come to haunt me. So long ago, when I was first struggling in modeling, I let some idiot take nude photos of me. I just needed the money and the agreement said he’d never publish them.”