“Yes,” a whispered plea. Tanya raked her nails down his back, clasping his meaty ass. The action deepened his penetration and they both gasped.
He choked out a laugh. “Woman, you are going to kill me.” His eyes turned hard. “You can’t touch me. I’m barely holding on. You’re just so tight. So perfect…” Brant took hold of her wrists and lifted her hands above her head. He held her in place with one hand and used the other to keep the majority of his weight off her. His cock throbbed in her pussy.
She couldn’t move. Couldn’t think. Could only feel as he took her hard. His hips pistoned back and forth, his balls slapping against her. He changed position slightly, hitting every spot. Most she hadn’t even known existed. She struggled to breathe. Threw her head back as the first flutter of her orgasm hit her deep inside her core. The feeling growing and spreading like, thick warm molasses. Brant jerked against her, deepening the connection. Heat filled her belly, increasing her pleasure. He roared, continuing to thrust into her over and over again. Her orgasm kept on coming, just when she thought she would come back down another wave hit. Brant finally slowed. He eased in and out extending their pleasure before stopping. He stayed inside her. They both panted. Brant released her hands and wiped a wayward strand from her face.
“I’m still alive.” She grinned at him and he rolled his eyes
“I almost killed you a couple of times.”
Tanya searched for any sign of humor and found none. “I doubt that,” her tone was questioning even as she sought to reassure him.
Brant grinned and out popped those sexy dimples. “I think we’re going to be just fine, Tanya Milan.” Still semi erect, he eased himself out of her. Brant moved to lie on the bed pulling Tanya into his arms. For the first time in her life, she felt content. Like maybe she belonged.
Chapter 6
Brant stiffened beneath her. The first light stole its way through the bedroom drapes. Tanya’s leg was between his and her arm was casually slung over his chest. She snuck a peek at his face. Beneath his five o’clock shadow, his jaw was tense, his eyes wide.
“Something is wrong,” he whispered sitting upright. “Stay here, I’ll go and check.”
“Should I be worried?” She stretched. The sheet dropped to her waist.
His eyes glazed over, heating as they followed the contours of her body.
He growled. “Too much activity for this time of the morning. I’ll make it quick. Don’t you dare move.” He pulled the sheet further down exposing the thin strip of hair between her thighs. “I know what I’m having for breakfast.”
Her insides turned to jello at the thought of what his hot, expert mouth could do to her. He slid from under the covers and retrieved his pants, which were in a pile on the floor. His body was muscled. His cock, hard. It took some repositioning before he could zip himself up. She felt herself grow warm in anticipation of what was to come.
“Stay right there. Just like that.”
She looked down at all of her exposed naked flesh feeling a little shy all of a sudden. “Maybe on my tummy.” She moved to lie on her front. His eyes dropped to her ass. He groaned. In that moment, she had never felt more desired, never more beautiful. “I’ll lick you until you come and then I’ll take you from behind.” His face dropped, “…but then I won’t get to see your breasts. Maybe you can sit on top of me. I’ll get mirrors installed.”
“You’re nuts, but I like the sound of everything you just said. I guess that makes me nuts too.” A door slammed. The sound of footfalls in the hall. His eyes flashed in the direction of the noises.
“Go already,” she said.
He pulled on a shirt.
“Just make it quick.” She arched her back enjoying the choked groan as he moved towards the door.
Her ex had left her feeling inadequate. Images out there in today’s world were always of wafer thin models. Although Tanya was far from overweight, she had a few more pounds than what was considered acceptable. Most of those extra pounds were on her chest with the other few on her hips and thighs. She’d always been blessed with a narrow waist and flat tummy. Dieting didn’t help much, she’d come to the conclusion that this was how she was meant to look.
In such a short time, Brant had managed to make her feel like the most valued treasure. There was a delicious ache that resonated from between her thighs reminding her of how he had made love to her last night.
Brant had said not to move, but she doubted he would mind if she poured them a bubble bath. Her whole body felt a little sore as she stood. Tanya padded to the bathroom and turned the faucets on in his enormous tub. There was no bubble bath in sight. After a thorough search, she decided he didn’t have any. Big, burly vampire types did not soak in tubs evidently. Well that was about to change. Her room was just next door, she exited Brant’s suite leaving his door open. Xavier was still outside. She wondered if he had been there all night.