Title: Foreplay on Neutral
Ground
Author: Serenity King
Copyright © 2012 by Serenity
King
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Without
saying a word, Tanner released her hands, took hold of her hips, lifted her off
the ground, turned and walked with her in his arms into the stables. There he
slid her slowly down the front of his body letting her feel the full effect she
was having on him.
Although
he let her feet touch the ground he didn’t release her ass. Instead he palmed
her generous curves tighter giving each ass cheek a slight squeeze in the
process.
“Now,
you want to tell me what this is all about,” he whispered heavily bringing his
lips down to touch hers and running his tongue across her lips.
Lainey
caught her breath. “Uh, Tanner, what are you doing?” she murmured against his
lips.
Tanner
didn’t answer her question. But he did ask one of his own. “You first, where
were you going dressed like this?” he demanded placing tiny kissing against the
crook of her neck, cheek and back across her lips.
“I—I,”
she started then cleared her throat. “I’m meeting Lester for lunch,” she
answered on a strangled voice.
He
lifted his head and glared down at her. “I don’t think so sugar,” he barked
out. “You will not be meeting up with Lester today or any other day. You damn
sure won’t be meeting anybody dressed like you are now.”
“Look-a-here,
you can’t tell me who I can and cannot see. Nor what I can or cannot wear,” she
stormed.
Tanner
brought his mouth down hard on hers stopping her flow of words. Prying her lips
apart he slipped his tongue between her teeth. He was frustrated, tired and
jealous. The kiss was hot. Bringing his hand up from her ass he caught the back
of her head with one of his big hands and angled her head to the side, granting
his better access to her tongue. Their tongues danced and dueled together in a
ferocious dance of power and submission.
He
used his other hand to bring her closer into his growing erection and rubbed
the lower part of her into his cock. They both groaned simultaneously.
Tanner
felt pleasure so great his breath caught in his chest, blood rushed straight to
his cock causing it to twitch against her hot center. “Umm,” he murmured
tearing his mouth away from hers. “Damn baby, I want you bad.”
“Tanner
what are you talking about?” she choked out trying to grasp air back into her
lungs. “We can’t do this. I hate you remember.”
His
chest grumbled with laughter. “We can and we will. Hate me all you want you
still want me and I can prove it,” he said backing her up against one of the
beams in the stable, his hand immediately going to the front clasp of her
jeans, undoing it and slipping his hand inside of her underwear; his fingers stifling
through her short curls to play with her little nubbin, then straight to her
hot box. She sucked in his finger like a vacuum. Damn she was tight. Oh hell is
already hard cock was getting harder. His zipper grew tight against him. It was
starting to be painful.
He
fingered her deeply working his finger in and out of her. She was making little
mulling sounds. Good. He wanted her out of control. He’d waited years to get
this close to the elusive Lainey Dent. Each and every time he’d seen her around
town or at one of the town’s dances with one guy or another, he’d wanted to rip
the guy’s head off. He worked her pussy while simultaneously slipping a hand
between them to undue the top button and pushing it open. Not bothering with
preliminaries he pushed the bra up over one of her breast and quickly leaned
down to draw her nipple between his lips and suckle.
“Oh
My God!” she cried out. Her breathing was ragged and she was gyrating against
his finger. He felt her hands in his hair, pulling in closer to her breast. “So
good…so good.”
Tanner
continued to work her clit while simultaneously lapping on her nipple;
alternating between sucking the pointed peeks into his mouth and running his
teeth lightly across her erect nipple. The chocolate tip hardened even more
against his assault.
She
was so responsive he could have come right then and there. He couldn’t wait to
get her in his bed. She was on the verge. He could feel it. Her pussy was
grasping his finger so tight and vibrating against it. He rewarded her by
inserting a second finger.
“Oh…My…Damn!”
She squealed again. “Tanner?”
Tanner
removed his lips from her breast long enough to answer her plea. “Come on,
baby, let go,” he whispered blowing on her breast and watching her shiver
against him. She was holding back. He didn’t know why. Maybe she was scared. He
wasn’t having it.
“I…can’t,”
she cried breathlessly.
“Yes,
you can. Come now,” he declared hooking his finger up inside of her and
scissoring her while pulling her puckered nipple into his mouth. That was all
it took. She screamed her release. Her juices flowed down his fingers and onto
his hand.
He
held onto her until the last of her shivers had subsided. “Damn that was a
beautiful sight,” he proclaimed as he removed his lips from her breast to plant
a hard kiss on her lips.
Her
breathing was ragged. “I can’t believe I just did that with you. Oh man, I’m
supposed to be having lunch with Lester,” she cried letting her head fall back
against the beam and exposing her neck to him.
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