Page 31 of Inflame Me
Watching her move that body is the biggest fucking turn on. The way her hips sway and that tight ass … My balls draw up tight, and it takes everything in me to will them down.
“Arms up.”
Tanner stills like some light went on in her head, and her body begins to coil as her thoughts begin to kick in. I move swiftly to the bed and place my lips on hers, kissing her deeply and hard. I need her to stop thinking and just feel.
Her hands come to my head, and I immediately grab them and put them above hers. I don’t let anyone touch my head. When I was younger, I couldn’t control that, now I can and refuse to be touched there. Tanner is too lost in the kiss to care. I feel each of her muscles relax before I pull away.
“Keep them there,” I demand.
She nods her head softly in compliance.
With my fingertips, I trace the side of her face, her neck, her collarbone, feeling her skin bump and shiver under my touch. I pull one breast out, tucking the wire under it to hold it up. Then I hold her flesh in my hand and begin to massage as Tanner’s body arches. Responsive little thing. Wait until I get to her nipples. I’m pretty sure I’ll have to tie her down to keep her still.
I trail my tongue on the same path my fingers just made and end up at her glorious tits. I am a tits and ass man. Fucking love that shit. The bigger and rounder, the fucking better, and Tanner has that shit in spades.
I lick all around her breast, not touching her pebbled nipple, as she groans in agony. Sucking her flesh in my mouth, I give her a small nip with my teeth, and her body jerks. She has no idea what I’m going to do to this beautiful body of hers.
When I touch just the tip of my tongue to the tip of her nipple and give it a small flutter, Tanner’s body wiggles.
“Settle,” I command.
“I can’t when you’re doing that,” she pants out.
I lift from her breast and search her eyes. They are dilated and on fire, just like the rest of her hot, little body. “I control this. You got me?”
She lets out a huff of air. “Control what?”
Sprite doesn’t even know she’s submitting. Fuck, now that’s a beautiful thing, natural, none of that fake shit that I can see a mile away just to fuck me.
“Sex. You do as I say.”
Her body stills at my words. “No. Sex is a give and take,” she combats.
I want to laugh, but refrain. She needs to know where I stand in this scenario.
“You’re right. I’m going to give you pleasure, and you’re gonna take it.”
“Rhys, I …”
I move up her body quickly and kiss her furiously. I keep going until her entire body melts into the mattress. I then pull away to find her eyes are still closed.
“Tanner?” Her eyes flutter open softly. “I control this. You do what I say. I’m making you forget,” I remind her.
“Okay,” she says so softly I almost don’t hear.
Her hands come back down to my neck.
“Tanner, do I need to tie your hands above your head, or can you keep them there?” I ask. Hell if I know what experience she has. She may have none and not know anything.
Her eyes widen. “Tie me?” She must have thought I was joking earlier. I sure as shit was not.
“Yeah, babe. You trust me to tie you up?”
Something flashes in her irises. “I’ll keep them up here.” She moves her hands back above her head and grabs on to the slats of the headboard. It’s good she doesn’t trust me, not yet, but she does follow directions well.
Using my mouth, tongue, and the scruff of my beard, I move down her body, my cock growing and aching in my jeans. I unlatch my jeans and kick them off, my dick instantly feeling relief from the pressure.
I’m a very controlled man, and the fact that Tanner is seriously testing it isn’t something I need to be thinking about right now.
