Page 41 of Shelter for Tanna

“Stop it. You’re sexy as hell, babe. Any man would be a fool not to want this body.” He was doing his best and she still didn’t look convinced. “Do all your parts work?” he asked with a grin.

She shrugged. “I have no idea. Some of them haven’t been used in a long, long time.”

Braden chuckled aloud, and in a few seconds, Tanna was chuckling too. “Well, how ‘bout we find out just how well they work, okay?” His hands slid from around her midsection to her ass and his fingers dug into her softness to draw her into him. There was no doubt in his mind that she could feel his hardness, and that was exactly what he was counting on. But as soon as his lips met hers, he latched on and breathed into her. To his surprise, she came back at him with ferocity, and it was game on in Braden’s big bed. He wanted to give her what she needed, but he couldn’t wait to take her and make her his.

When he rolled her and pressed himself on top of her, her softness lit him up. Jesus, her body was amazing! Hands planted on either side of her shoulders, he raised his upper body and looked down into her face. She didn’t look quite as fearful as she had a minute or two earlier, and that was good. He nuzzled her neck just behind her ear and heard her sigh. Whatever her shampoo was, he loved the scent, and he breathed it in deeply. His teeth caught her earlobe and gave it a little nip before he let his lips travel down her neck, over her collar bone, and down her chest, where he stopped. “Let’s get this off, shall we?” he whispered, his arms encircling her to unhook her bra. Drawing the straps down her arms, he slid it from her and tossed it on the floor.

Sweet lord, her tits were beautiful. They were full and heavy, and as she lay there under him, those huge nipples hardened into puckered nubs just waiting for his lips. As soon as he slid down her body, his arm under her waist, he nipped one hard bud with his teeth and listened to her hiss. One suck and he could feel her relax, her back arching ever so slightly, beckoning him to take more, give her more, and he wanted to. His finger and thumb found the other nipple and toyed with it, feeling her strain against him. He pinched hard and nipped at the same time. “Oh, god, Braden. Oh, please…”

“Please what?”

“Please… more,” she moaned softly.

“Oh, you’re gonna get more, babe. I promise you.” He hooked a finger in the elastic of her panties. “Let’s get these off. I want to see you.”

But she stopped him. “If you get to see me, I get to see you too,” she replied, and he could tell she was doing her best to be sexy. It didn’t come naturally for her?hell, it didn’t come naturally for most women. They’d been taught all their lives that women who liked sex were sluts, and they felt guilty when they wanted it.

No way was he going to let her boldness go unrewarded. “Oh, you want to see? Well, okay then. I can definitely help you out there.” Before she could speak, he slid out of the bed, stood beside it, and slipped off his briefs. When he turned, his fully-erect cock bobbed in front of him, almost as though it had a life of its own. “There ya go,” he said with a grin and pointed both index fingers down at it. To his surprise, he watched her hand come up ever so slightly, then she dropped it. “You want to touch it?”

That beautiful face bloomed crimson again. “I, um, I don’t?”

“Babe, my body is yours. Give me your hand.” She balked, and he reached down and took her wrist. “Here.” Drawing it nearer to his manhood, he waited until she opened her fist and he pressed her palm against his hardness. As soon as her fingers closed around it, his closed around hers. “There ya go. God, babe, that feels good. You do as you like with it. Whatever you do, I’ll love it, I promise.”

Shock didn’t describe how he felt as she leaned out and ran her tongue from the base of his steely length and up the underside until she reached the crown. The second the tip of her tongue reached the slit, her eyes rolled upward to look at him with an innocence in them that took his breath away. As she drew her tongue back, she whispered, “I really do want you.”

“Turn loose,” he ordered, and her hand fell away. As soon as he’d crawled back into the bed, he reached for those panties again and slid them off. His voice was nothing but a low growl. “You’re mine, and I intend to have what’s mine.”

Nimble fingers found the tiny pearl hidden inside her slit and stroked it gently. The gasp she let out told him he was exactly where he needed to be. A couple of nips on her belly and one on the underside of her breast made her jump, and his insistent stroking left her writhing. “Oh, god, Braden. I… Oh, that feels so good. I don’t know… I don’t think I’ve ever done this before except…”

He whispered against her breast, “Except?”

“Except by myself. Never with anybody else.”

Sliding back up the mattress to lie beside her, he kissed her left nipple and smiled as he continued to stroke her clit. “When you’re with me, you can expect this. Every time. Iwillmake sure you’re satisfied. That’s my job, and you can come to expect it, because it will happen.”

“But you need?”

“I need to watch you come apart. I need to feel you tremble under my fingers, under my tongue.” His tongue slipped into her mouth and he kissed her long and deep before he pulled back and said, “I want to feel your hips buck and your legs stiffen. I want you to cry out and beg me to stop. You’re mine now, and you’ll never want for satisfaction again. I’ll make sure you get it.” Increasing the speed of his stroking, he whispered, “I want you to come for me, Tanna. Let go and let me know you want me. Please, baby. Give me that. Give me your orgasm, Tanna. I need to know you have what you need.”

“Oh, god, Braden. I can’t… oh, god… I’m gonna… oh, no, oh no… oh, yeah!” His heart was full as her hips pumped and her head fell back, and he bit the soft skin on her neck just to listen to her gasp. “Oh, god, Braden, stop! Please! I can’t take any more! Please, baby!”

Stilling his hand, he stared down into her face and watched her expression. Her eyes closed and she panted softly. Gliding his hand down her belly and over her mound, he slipped two fingers into her wetness and heard her moan. “Babe, you’re so ready for me. Do you want me?”

“I need you, Braden. Please? Oh, god, I need it!” she whispered hoarsely.

He rose between her legs and lifted her thighs. “I need it too. I need to be inside you, love. You’re amazing, Tanna, just amazing.” Pressing his velvety crown to her slit, he gave a little push and felt her open to him. In seconds, he was buried deep inside her, his balls resting against her warmth and softness. “Jesus, Tanna. You’re perfect, baby. Everything about you is perfect.”

“Please, Braden? I need to feel you stroking into me. I feel like I’m going crazy because I need you so bad.” Her hands stroked up his ribcage and Braden was overwhelmed by their warmth and softness, but when she slid them up the center of his chest and out to pinch his nipples, he thought he’d come completely undone.

He took her. There was no fanfare, no romantic music, just the sounds of their gasps, moans, and heavy breathing. His hands pressed her thighs up and out to open her to him and she pulled at him, begging him to take her harder and faster. It was going to end much sooner than he’d like, and he didn’t want that, so he slowed, only to have her drag her nails down his chest. That was hotter than fuck! All he really wanted to do was pound her, but that wouldn’t get her where he wanted her to go, and he shifted slightly to let his crown stroke that little ridged spot inside her, the one that drove her crazy.

And when those warm, strong muscles rippled around him, Braden felt ten feet tall. She strained and shoved her hips upward toward him as he ground into her and let his own climax wash over him. It was everything he wanted it to be?sexy, needy, powerful, and meaningful. They were bonded in the most intimate of ways, and he was happy, happier than he thought he’d ever been in his life. When he fell on top of her and let his arms wrap under and around her, he felt hers tighten around him and he was overcome by the sensation of pure bliss. She was his. He was hers. They were together, and he hoped it was forever. Tanna was the woman he’d been looking for all his life?of that he had no doubt. Without a moment’s thought, he whispered into her ear, “I love you, doll.”

She squeezed him tighter and he squeezed her right back. “I love you too, Braden. You’re my hero.”

“I don’t know about the hero part, but I’m yours. That much is right,” he said with a chuckle and kissed her shoulder as he lay there on top of her, his head on the pillow beside hers.

“And I’m yours for as long as you’ll have me,” she whispered back and kissed his chin.

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