The Passion Series (16 page)

9 – Stay With Me

Ryan tossed the feathers to the floor, watching Heather’s ecstasy. He gripped his hips, his cock so hard he had to look away from his love, writhing in pleasure, to keep from coming. The steady, committed relationship with Heather made using a condom unnecessary. He wanted to feel his raw skin against hers, and clenched his jaw to maintain the last shreds of restraint. A moment of silence, signaling Heather’s crescendo to the finish of her orgasm, was all the encouragement Ryan needed.

He straddled her and touched the hard knob of his penis to her wet opening, emitting a loud groan. Heather turned to look at her lover’s face, spreading her legs wider, inviting his entry. Ryan slid into the sweet, wet pussy and moaned in release. Heather shoved her hips up toward him, as encouragement.

She sighed with satisfaction, feeling his big, swollen cock fill an ache inside her that nothing else could. “Fuck me, please,” she begged. Ryan was more than willing. He stroked her violently, in and out. He pounded into her and she moved up and down, helping him. Sweat glistened on Ryan’s taut, muscled body, and his panting became louder and stronger by the second.

The violence and passion aroused Heather. She wanted him as much as he wanted her. Her vagina clenched like a fist, threatening another orgasm; this release would be the most intense. Her clit throbbed in anticipation. She loved having him inside her, wishing he’d never pull out.

Ryan kissed Heather with a need that she felt to her core. She kissed him just as passionately, their tongues darting in and out, impatient and insatiable. She ran her hands up and down his ripped abdomen, the solid muscle exciting her. Reaching behind, she grabbed his hard ass with both hands and gripped him, holding him to her. “Yes,” he gasped, “yes, baby.”

Heather ran her hands up and down his strong back and down to his ass, pressing him down to her. Ryan slowed for a moment in his stroking, delaying, extending his pleasure. His gray-green eyes pierced her heart when he looked at her with pure carnal lust. He was beyond waiting, delaying, or holding back.

“You’re so beautiful,” he breathed. Her sex tightened around his hard shaft and she squeezed her strong muscles. The tightening around his cock sent Ryan into violent orgasm. He couldn’t stop it if he’d wanted to. He fully experienced the pleasure; opening his heart and soul to the golden sex goddess he was fucking. She felt his cock pulse and her vagina gripped him in response. Her own consuming orgasm started slowly, but was strong.

Ryan yelled and fucked with vigor, impelled by his powerful orgasm that seemed never ending. Heather came with him, holding him and jerking her hips up and down, even after Ryan collapsed against her. They lay as one, floating on the sweet feeling of love.

Ryan rolled beside Heather, when he could finally find the strength to do so. He cradled her head against his shoulder, content with her beside him.

“I love you,” Heather said, emotion heavy in her voice, the thought of being without him weighing on her happiness.

Ryan must have been thinking the same as she, because he responded with, “Don’t leave me. Stay with me, angel, I can’t stand the thought of you going back to New York.”

Not yet aware that Heather was not arguing, he continued to plead his case. “Jenna is a capable manager and trusted friend. She can take care of everything at the gallery. I’m sure we’ll conclude filming in a few months. Then, we can go anywhere we like—together.”

That was a request Heather could easily agree to. What she wanted
most
was to be with Ryan. “I’ll stay with you, for as long as you want me to.” She smiled sweetly. And with a sparkle in her eyes, she teased, “I think I’ll stick around. You’re full of wonderful surprises.”

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If you enjoyed The Passion Series - I know you’ll like
Dark Desire
-
the book that launched the Touched By You series.

Description
: Natalie Baker, a girl from rural America, has an unforgettable sexual encounter with billionaire, Tanner Clarke. The passion between them ignites a flame that can’t be put out. She discovers
dark desire
– her life will never be the same.

Below are the first chapters of
Dark Desire
for you
– please enjoy!

Dark Desire
(Touched By You 1)

Prologue

1 – Concert Night

Her upcoming graduation from high school, only weeks away, was bittersweet. She knew she’d miss her friends. They’d promised to stay in touch, but one never knew. Tonight, she was with a group that had escaped prom night for something more entertaining. Natalie had turned eighteen recently, and with senior year ending, wanted a last fling. She was so enthralled with Justin’s somber voice that she didn’t notice the eyes gazing at her from not far away.

Tanner Clarke had her in his direct line of vision. At the last minute, he had secured tickets to hear the group She Wants Revenge, one of his current favorites. And he could hear them just fine. He didn’t need to look at them. A gorgeous young woman caught his eye and he couldn’t seem to look away. He’d come alone tonight. He didn’t know anyone else, personally, that liked the musical group like he did. He had to admit his taste in music was eclectic.

She looked like any other of the hundreds of women her age at the concert. She wore a short denim skirt and jacket. He couldn’t see very well in the dark. Her long brown hair hung midway down her back. The soft curls begged to be touched. His seat was in the balcony and his view of her lovely, angelic face was unobstructed. He couldn’t put his finger on it, but there was something special about her.

What a beauty she was, yet he noted her demeanor was unassuming. So unlike the women he was used to. He let his eyes wander, just a bit, to see if she was with a date, but no male seemed to be with her. The song ended. The little screech she let out pulled his attention back to her. She jumped up and down, clapping. Such childlike joy was foreign in his world.

The lights came up and the intermission started. Tanner slipped out to the tunnel and turned left, just in time to see her exit with a girlfriend. Figuring she’d be headed for a drink and the ladies’ room, he walked in that direction, trying to keep her in sight. Hurrying a little too much, he nearly bumped into her. She stood in a line at a refreshment station, chatting with
another girl her age.

Spellbound, Tanner stopped. The soft laugh she shared with her friend touched his ears and he felt it in his heart. Oh, her joy was infectious. Clearly, she was having a good time at the concert. He had no idea how to approach her. Normally, women flocked to him—whether he wanted them or not. Now, the prospect of meeting someone outside his circle of influence was a bit awkward. He wasn’t really the social type.

Natalie felt someone looking at her and glanced to her left to see who it was. She found herself eye to eye with the most devastatingly gorgeous man she’d ever seen. He had to be at least six feet tall. He wore washed jeans that accentuated his lean thighs, a suede jacket that screamed high quality, and a plain white T-shirt.

But that wasn’t it. There was something in his face. She couldn’t think the thought she grasped for. His skin was pale and she got the impression he wasn’t out in the sun much. His baby-blue eyes were so bright they appeared luminous. And his dark brown hair shimmered with auburn highlights, here under the blaring brightness of the lobby. He was just beautiful. She’d never known a man could be beautiful, but he definitely was.

“What do you want, Natalie?” Jenny’s voice broke the trance. “Uh, nothing,” she replied, looking away from her friend. “I’ll be in the restroom.” For a reason she couldn’t explain, Natalie made a sudden move to get away from the captivating stranger. An unexpected feeling of desire consumed her, making her feel nervous and flustered. She couldn’t imagine how she’d explain why she’d been boldly staring at him.

She had to make her escape before embarrassing herself further. Whipping around to make a dash back to the facilities, she walked directly into him, not exactly graceful. Yet he didn’t seem to mind. He grabbed her arms the moment she plowed into him, and held her at arm’s length, looking at her strangely. He must have stepped closer to her when she’d turned to talk to Jenny, and now blocked her path.

She wondered for a second if he was really of this world. There was no doubt that the boys she knew didn’t look like he did. Maybe it was a college look. No, that wasn’t it. The expression on his face was hard to peg, as were his intentions.

He looked at her a bit harshly. “Are you in a rush to get somewhere?” he said in a deep, melodic voice. She could listen to him talk forever. But he didn’t say anything else.

“Ah, I’m…um…going to the ladies’ room,” she stammered.

A slight smile played on his lips, but his eyes were cold. Cold, that was how they looked. That was odd. There was no reason for him to approach her and then be so rigid.

“I’ll wait for you” was all he said, and then he released her. Natalie could think of no appropriate response. She turned and went straight to the ladies’ room with the stranger not far behind, walked to the first stall and shut the door. Only then did she notice she was shaky.
Something was happening, but she couldn’t make sense of it. A gorgeous stranger just followed her to the bathroom. First of all, he was too good looking to be following her. She ran her hands down her well-worn jacket and then hugged her arms around herself in an attempt to get centered. She closed her eyes, but all she saw was the image of his face.

2– Drawn Together

Natalie walked calmly out of the restroom, fully expecting the beautiful stranger to be gone. He was more suited to being a daydream than a real person. She never met people like that. His appearance and manner gave away that he wasn’t from the small area where she lived. Confidence like that was only found in the big city.

She intended to keep walking, if she could keep from tripping over her own feet, and find Jenny. She wanted to surround herself with normality and get back to the concert to get lost in the music. But such was not to be.

“Are you avoiding me?” His voice again. Her heart pounded but it wasn’t fear. It felt more like excitement. Yet she had no clue how she could be excited to see someone she didn’t even know. Well, on second thought, she’d have to be blind not to see that this man was a magnet for women. For the first time, a subconscious thought pressed into view. Yes, she was in trouble.

Natalie turned around and saw him standing behind her. However unlikely, he was even more handsome than she recalled. “I would never avoid someone like you.” That wasn’t at all what she intended to say. The words spilled out as if spoken by someone else.

The grin he gave her was blinding. Those perfect white teeth. And this time his eyes squinted when he smiled. She realized she was grinning back. Yet a tiny voice inside nagged her that he couldn’t actually be interested in her. She was just an ordinary girl from Oakland, from an unremarkable neighborhood.

“I see you didn’t get a chance to get a drink. The concert is going to resume shortly. I took the liberty of snagging a Coke for you, not being sure of your preference.” He held out a plastic cup in offering.

Natalie felt warmth flow through her. She didn’t recognize the feeling, exactly. She wasn’t very experienced with men. It seemed her life was involved with more mundane activities. Yet she couldn’t keep looking at him this way. Her knees were weak. “I need to sit down,” she blurted out, and turned to scan for seating.

The lobby was still packed with music fans trying to get back to their seats in time. Tanner glanced at the sea of bodies and put his arm around her, guiding her along the wall to an unmarked door. Amazingly, it was unlocked. It appeared to be some kind of small lounge, possibly for employees.

Now, Natalie felt really awkward, and faint. So she plopped onto the fake leather sofa nearest the door. If she needed to make her escape, the door would be close by. “How did you know this would be open?”

Tanner looked frozen in place, a bit statue-like. It was a result of his awe over this amazing woman he was alone with. Plus, his strong features, pale skin, and stoic pose lent the impression of a perfectly carved marble statue. He’d come to this concert purposefully. So much of his life was dictated. Music was for pleasure. When he went to concerts, he liked to go alone, wanting to listen to the music without social demands. Tonight, the music was taking a backseat.

He let his eyes wander over Natalie, taking in her soft brown eyes, long brown hair, and creamy, translucent skin. His cock was hard, and had been since he’d first seen her. In the muted light of the tiny room, she looked even lovelier than she had in the balcony. He wasn’t sure if she was shy or just embarrassed. Either way, she seemed nervous. He was so used to arrogant women that Natalie’s humble nature touched him.

In the few seconds he stood gazing at her beauty, he battled with himself. His urges, he knew from experience, could be overpowering. The last thing he wanted was to scare away this delicate butterfly he had temporarily captured.
The silence between them was weighted. Neither knew what to do. That was unusual for Tanner. He was bold in most situations. And, really, it was bold to bring her here.

He hadn’t responded to Natalie’s question. He knew an answer wasn’t really needed. He could have told her he knew the owner, which he did. But it didn’t matter. He took two steps toward her and she stood from the seat. It seemed too natural, like some cosmic occurrence had thrown them together. Neither wanted it any other way.

Natalie was a bit out of her element. However, she was aware from his composure that this man could take the lead. And she was more than willing to have him do just that.

3 – Desire

Tanner looked at the beauty before him, standing so still. He had her alone in a private room and the thrill of that ignited his passion.

Natalie blushed, not used to being with a man in an intimate setting. Tanner’s blue eyes burned into her with lust. She’d never experienced the heavy emotion that gripped her. An erotic feeling took her senses and rolled through her limb to limb. Her panties were wet and her sex tightened, embarrassingly.

In the next second, she was in his arms. Reaching out, he took her wrist and pulled her to him. She had no time to resist. Pulling her against his chest, he kissed her hard. It was a passionate kiss that sent unfamiliar emotions through her. The feel of him against her caused her to lose all sense of propriety.

Natalie’s sudden desire for him surprised her. Clearly, he wanted her. One arm was around her waist, the other in her hair, tugging and clenching. His tongue found her soft, wet mouth and probed. Natalie moaned in response and slid her hot tongue along his, matching his motions.

She felt his hard cock swell against her abdomen. Excitement and nervousness coursed through her as one powerful feeling. Instinctively, she pressed into him. In response, he grabbed a handful of her long, glossy hair, pulling her head back and looking at her with a wild, predatory look.

Natalie gave a whimper when Tanner licked her neck up and down. He began to suck on her smooth skin. She felt her clit tighten when he bit her lightly, just below the jaw. She leaned her head to the side, giving him access to her sensitive neck. Taking the offer, he bit several more times along her neck, and heard her moan with pleasure.

She had her hands in his hair now, encouraging him and responding to his advances, even though all this was new to her. He licked and blew softly in her ear, melting her insides. She was panting now. He bit her earlobe and tugged it with his teeth. Natalie was at his mercy, willing him to do as he wished with her. Enraptured, she wasn’t able to break free, nor did she want to.

“Baby,” he whispered in a guttural voice. She gasped when he lifted her quickly in his arms and moved to the wall, pressing her back against it. He held her in his arms with her hips above his waist, and without thinking, she wrapped her legs around him. He reached under her short skirt to grab her panties. In one violent motion, he yanked them away from her body, dropping the shreds to the floor.

The sudden attack surprised her and she looked up into his eyes. He held her gaze, his hand finding her wet opening. Roughly, he ripped open her shirt and lifted one of her breasts into view, moaning deeply at the sight. His mouth found her nipple and he bit gently.

The unexpected pain that should have warned Natalie only increased her arousal. “Yes,” she whimpered. All the while, she wondered at her own lack of inhibition. She was so comfortable with him, her lack of experience not seeming to matter.

Tanner freed the other creamy, round breast and swirled his tongue around the areola, sending pre-orgasmic waves through her excited pussy. Arching her back, she pressed her clit toward him, craving release. He seemed to read her mind.

With her still in his arms, he turned and placed her on a long, cushioned seat, positioning her so her legs were wide apart. Naïve though she was, Natalie was swept up in the overpowering emotion of the moment and allowed him this intimacy. She knew she should be embarrassed in this private scene, and had no idea why she was not.

Natalie, beyond even blushing, massaged her own breasts, as she had done many times when pleasuring herself. She witnessed her own brazen actions but was unable to repress her desires, such was her erotic delirium. Tanner’s eyes went wide at the taboo self-touching. He leaned down to her sweet pussy, plunged his nose into her soft pubic hair, and breathed in, like an animal checking its prey. His tongue found her wetness and he stroked, tasting the hot cream between her legs.

His tongue dipped inside her moist slit. He felt his cock press against his jeans, ready to explode. Using the tip of his tongue, he touched her clit, relishing the lovely, feminine moan she rewarded him with. He held her outer lips open with his thumb and forefinger, blowing lightly on her sensitive tissue. She writhed in sensation, arching her back and pressing her naked sex
upward, pleading for more. That a man could pleasure her this way amazed her.

Tanner kissed the very tip of her clit, which she felt deep within her core. He nipped her pubic area lightly, over and over, with his teeth. She felt a twinge of fear mixed with ecstasy. “Please, please,” she gasped, rolling her head from side to side. Coming to her aid, he stroked his tongue along her wetness and swirled his tongue around her clit, sending convulsions of pleasure through her.

Unable to hold back, she cried out, letting the strong orgasm take her away. The release was needed and she felt gratitude for the gift of sensual pleasure. She’d never had an orgasm with a man watching her before. The idea that she was naughty only added to the titillating experience.

Tanner worked her relentlessly until the last beautiful waves stilled. Natalie was quiet, eyes closed. He reached up to stroke her cheek, admiring the flushed glow on her face. The lovely sight of her naked pussy was still exposed to him.

His cock was dripping inside his jeans and he cursed himself for not having a condom with him. He hadn’t expected to need one. He leaned over, giving Natalie a slow, sensual kiss. He knew of a nearby place where he could take her. He had to be inside her. Nothing else would do. “Let’s go somewhere, baby,” he whispered to her.

She’d have done anything for him at that moment. “Okay,” she replied, trusting him. He helped her sit up and watched her rearrange her bra and button her top. Some buttons were now lost, but the ones still there held the blouse closed—sort of. Adoringly, he smoothed her hair and helped her stand. For what seemed like an eternity to Natalie, he held her tightly in his arms. She felt so safe and happy. And very aware of his hardness pressed urgently against her.

“Okay,” he said at last. “Go tell your friends I’ll take you home.” She nodded. “I need to know who you are,” he added, holding the door closed for a moment longer.

Natalie looked at his beautiful face, lit with arousal, and marveled that he found her attractive. Next to him, she felt so average. What had just happened seemed like a dream come true. Surely, a magic spell had been cast over her.

“Natalie Baker. I live in Oakland, graduating from high school soon. This evening, I ditched prom night and came here instead; sort of a late celebration of turning eighteen.” There was a moment of silence. They looked at each other, and she added with complete honesty, “I’m glad I decided to come to the concert.”

His eyes gleamed with pleasure. “I’m Tanner,” he said simply, and led her out the door.