Tease Me (Hart of Stone Family 1) - Page 18

“I’m not opposed to that either.” I lift my head, wanting our tongues to mingle with one another, to have his taste on my lips, and to memorize this moment.

“You’re making it mighty hard to be a gentleman, Marlie,” Tanner tells me before taking my lips in a heated kiss, deep, passionate, full of want and desire.

“Tanner,” I moan right before our tongues duel in a manner that’s as old as time between two lovers, nothing else bothering us in this moment in time, just two people who have been put through the wringer. The passionate way Tanner told me he tried every avenue he could to find me and fell short, well, besides standing on my front porch step, which he was worried would come off as creepy. I didn’t know it, but it released all the tension I had left in my body. It’s hard on a woman at the age of thirty-one to never have had a real lasting relationship, and while I’m hesitant to dive headfirst into this thing that’s building between Tanner and me, I will, if only to have this small fleeting memory.

“Tanner,” I mutter, wanting his lips again, though he’s already pulling away from me.

“Not tonight. We’re doing this right, and as much as I want to feel every smooth inch of your skin, knowing you’re naked beneath those clothes from feeling you alone, I know it’s time for me to leave before that happens.” I’m kind of put off by this idea, but there’s also this blooming sensation inside my chest that’s saying this is a good thing. He’s not a one and done, a wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am. He’s also not acting like some men in the clingy department.

“As much as I’m lamenting this idea, which I am, by the way, I know it’s a good idea.” Tanner stands up, and I see the way his jeans are bulging. Clearly, God is testing my limits because it only makes things worse in the longing department.

“I get it, sweetheart. It’s gonna be a long night and another one with my fist, but we’re doing this the right way. I want you to know this thing we’re building is going to be rock fucking steady.” His hand reaches out to me. Tim is already up on his four legs, tail wagging and tongue lolling out.

“God, do I feel that. If you’re not busy tomorrow, I would like to go to the shelter,” I offer. Earlier, he mentioned eating dinner at his family’s house. Not knowing how to react, I didn’t respond. If Tanner asks again, I’d more than likely say yes, especially after the way he talked about them during dinner.

“You call me when you’re up and moving. I’ll come pick you up. We can spend the day together, and you can think on what I asked you earlier.” Clearly, he’s also a mind reader. I roll my eyes but smile while doing so.

“Okay, okay. Tonight really was amazing. Thank you.” I go to the tips of my toes, and my lips graze the underside of his scruffy jaw.

“Hell yeah, it was. It’ll happen more often. I might need some grace every now and again, but I’ll make time for you, Marlie.” He squeezes my hip, then we walk to the door, where I’m left with another scorching kiss and the need to use my vibrator as soon as freaking possible.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

marlie

I woke up Sunday morning in a tangle of sheets, literally. The duvet was kicked to the floor, and my nightgown,—which, by the way, was a splurge; totally worth it, though, the softest fabric caressing your naked skin; it’s like you’re in what could be a cocoon—was rucked up over my hips and breasts, my fingers deep inside my center. That would be the dream that I swear to you was so real it was like Tanner was inside my home, body hovering over mine, the two of us naked, gasping for breath, his cock weaving its trance on my poor neglected body. Literally, his cock, thick and heavy, teasing me by sliding between the lips of my pussy, moving away, then slamming his cock in with one thrust before pulling it right back out to do the same thing over and over again, relentlessly.

“Tanner,” I moan out into my empty room, sliding another finger inside myself, my other fingers tweaking my nipple, going back and forth to the other all while replaying the dream that woke me up. My eyes close, head tips back, feet pushing into the mattress, my whole body arching into the orgasm that I know is right at the tip of my fingers, quite literally. The part right where I woke up, from my phone ringing at that, so annoying trying to ruin my dream, that’s why I’m just going with what’s permanently seared in my mind. Tanner pulling away from me, the low keening in my voice when he scoots down, lifting my legs so my feet are balanced on his shoulders, opening me even more, shoulders keeping me from closing them. And the way his dark eyes coasts from mine as I lie completely naked for him, Tanner stopping at my breast, his chest heaving as I watch him take his fill of me, and when he dips his head down to my center, breathing me in… Holy fucksticks, it’s hotter than an August summer day in Florida. The kind of day where the sun scorches your feet and you’re jumping from one foot to the other, running to the shore to dip your now scalded self into the crisp and refreshing ocean.

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