Chasing Aubrey Page 5

  Chapter 9

  Her plaintive moans drove me crazy. The small strangled gasps of pleasure made me rock hard and I couldn’t wait to drag her to my bed. Her willing response to my fingers was intoxicating. She was as needy as I was and it was the hottest thing I’d ever seen.

  Her face was flushed with the aftermath of her orgasm and I planned on recreating that look a dozen times over throughout the night. I pulled her into my apartment, the door closing behind us, leaving the rest of the world behind. It was only Aubrey and I for as long as I could convince her to stay.

  She took one look around my expansive loft apartment, complete with floor-to-ceiling windows and her mouth fell open, inviting me in for another taste. Our tongues entwined and she moaned with abandon, leaning into me in the most delicious way. This woman was going to be my undoing.

  “Tanner,” she whispered, breaking the kiss. Her slightly slanted eyes were full of trepidation and nerves. Seeing her like that made my gut clench angrily. I never wanted to see her frightened or worried. I wanted to soothe all of her concerns, address all of her fears and make sure that she never wanted for anything.

  “What is it, sweetheart?” I asked, my forehead pressed against hers. I was desperate to rip that dress off of her. I wanted to explore every inch of her beautiful smooth skin, taste every bit of her luscious body and draw out each and every last tortured cry from her. I wanted to make her moan until her voice was hoarse and she croaked when she begged me for more.

  “I…” Her velvety fingers trailed down my arms, tracing the edge of my jacket before venturing back up to cup my neck and tease the short tendrils of hair at my nape. I couldn’t stop myself from leaning into her gentle touch. As much as I enjoyed the ferocity and intensity of the elevator ride, this was a different side of Aubrey. Timid and unsure.

  My hand ran along the length of her spine, too eager to touch her, too hasty for the skin-to-skin contact.

  “I’ve never done this… I don’t want to be a disappointment,” she admitted with a hint of color tinting her face.

  “Oh, honey, you could never disappoint me. You’ve already proved that. Your responsiveness, your willingness, your wetness—” the color in her cheeks deepened, “that’s the sexiest thing ever. You don’t understand how incredible you are, Aubrey. Let me show you, please.”

  She nodded without a word and before she had a chance to finish the action, I was claiming her mouth again. Her taste was the sweetest nectar and I couldn’t stop sampling it. My appetite for her was voracious and unyielding. I couldn’t believe that this beautiful woman was willing to give herself to me. Especially now that I knew she was a virgin. It completely baffled me that no one had ever had her before. She was too sweet, too wonderful, too incredible to resist.

  Her trembling fingers worked to undress me, stumbling to unbutton my jacket before pushing it off of my shoulders. Next was the tie, which, instead of tossing it to the side, she hung over her neck. I’d never seen a more sexy sight than a woman with my tie draped over her neck. The shirt followed suit, but she took her time, her fingers exploring every fresh new inch of skin that was exposed to her.

  Her timid feather-light touches ratcheted up my desire for her another dozen notches. I was straining so much in my slacks that I thought I would pop the zipper. I let her have her exploration though. This started out as something completely different, but with her revelation, I knew that I had to let her steer, at least in the beginning.

  She pushed the fine linen shirt over my broad shoulders and let it hang from my wrists. Her lips blazed a sizzling path down my chest and over my chiseled stomach, nearing the pulsing member in my pants with every passing second.

  “You’re driving me crazy,” I groaned, imagining that little mouth stretched around my cock.

  She gave me a startled look, almost apologetic.

  “Did I do something wrong?”

  I shook my head, cursing myself for not making myself clearer.

  “No, sweetheart, not at all.”

  She smiled brightly and wrapped her arms around my waist, leaning up for another kiss.

  I couldn’t quite reconcile the two Aubreys. One was a complete badass: confident, practiced and fearless. The other was the complete opposite: shy, demure and so unsure of herself. Somehow, I found them both sexy as hell. Badass Aubrey made my cock twitch with insatiable need. Shy Aubrey made my heart ache with the desire to nurture her.

  “You know I don’t know what I’m doing, right?” She said with a little smirk as she unbuttoned my pants.

  I sucked in a breath, anticipating her soft fingers closing around me.

  “You’re doing a damn fine job of it though,” I reassured her.

  She pulled my pants down to my ankles and I kicked off my shoes with them. My dick peeked out from my boxers and she ran that wary hand over the sensitive head and I had to stop myself from bucking into her hand. The anticipation was torture. I just wanted to sink deep inside of her. I wanted to make her moan and scream. I wanted to drive her to climax repeatedly until her body was limp and she was unable to form any words. I’d never wanted anything more.

  I couldn’t resist any more. My hands reached around her lithe body and unzipped her dress. I let the garment fall to the floor, now only a puddle of fabric instead of a barrier to Aubrey’s promised land.

  She wore a matching set of flimsy silk lingerie, leaving nothing to the imagination. Her panties were soaked with her arousal and her nipples were stiff peaks, clearly seen through the semi-transparent bra.

  I pulled her onto my lap as I fell backwards onto the couch, my hands on her hips in a grip that said I was never going to let her go.

  “Oh!” She said with a surprised squeak before bursting into giggles. I could see the tension melt away from her face with her mirthful laughter. I needed to record that sound. It seemed like the perfect remedy for a gloomy day.

  I leaned forward and sucked one of her taut nipples into my mouth. She threw back her head and moaned wantonly. Lust thundered through me as my hand traveled to her ass, pulling her forward in my lap. She quickly realized that my hard cock was pressed against her wetness and began to grind her hips into me. My fingers dug into her tender flesh as my lips continued to manipulate her sensitive breasts.

  “Oh god, Tanner,” she moaned, placing her hands on my shoulders for support.

  That’s it, baby. No need to be afraid, I thought. I would have said it, but I didn’t really want to stop sucking her nipples.

  The flimsy fabric was wet with my saliva and the friction seemed to send her into overdrive.

  “I need…” she panted, still grinding against me.

  "Tell me what you need, baby," I whispered.

  "I don't... I don't know," she admitted.

  I could feel her wetness on me and I knew exactly what she needed. I knew that I could give it to her.

  I slid her panties to the side and freed my cock from its confines before lifting her by her hips.

  "Hold on to me, sweetheart," I encouraged.

  She did as instructed, her hands clinging to me desperately as I helped her slowly slide down onto me.

  She gasped when the tip of my dick entered her and the look of pure elation on her face created a wave of self-satisfaction in me. There was something so wonderful about being able to make a woman's face do that.

  I slid into her, inch by inch, easing her onto me slowly. I didn't want to cause her any pain, but I also wanted to savor every moment of this I could. I knew that I wouldn't last long with her. She'd had me turned on from the moment I saw her and every moment between that one and this had just been a tease.

  "Oh my god, that feels so incredible," she moaned, obviously surprised.

  "You're so fucking tight," I commented before kissing her again.

  She grinned and I finally reached the barrier to her womanhood.

  "This is gonna hurt a little bit, sweetheart," I soothed before capturing her lips in another fiery embrace. I wanted to distrac
t her as much as I could.

  My tongue thrust into her mouth and plundered her as my cock broke through the wall. I captured her exclamation of pain in my mouth and continued to ease her with the persistent strokes of my tongue.

  Finally, she moaned and sank down onto me all the way. There was no better feeling than being completely enrobed by her warm wetness. There was no pleasure, no experience, and no thrill that could ever compare to this moment. I wanted to emblazon it into my memory so that I never forgot what was possible.

  "Oh, Tanner, it feels amazing."

  She started to move her hips on her own, squirming and trying to find just the right angle. I let her take control from here. It was her first time and it should be about exploration in a safe place.

  I couldn't even remember my first time, but I sure as hell wasn't ever going to forget this time.

  Her warmth enveloped me, drew me in further and clenched tightly around me. She wasn't going to let me go anywhere and I was the happiest prisoner alive.

  Her tiny body bounced up and down on my cock, sending tingles of pleasure through my limbs. It was unbearably amazing. I wanted to hold on for as long as possible. I wanted to make this incredible for her. I wanted so many things, but they were going to have to come in round two.

  I splayed my hand across her back and rolled her so that she was lying on the couch beneath me.

  "I can't resist you any more, Aubrey, I'll make this up to you, I promise."

  She looked confused, but I knew I could explain it to her later. For now, I needed to be inside her, deep, thrusting hard. I wanted to see that pretty face contorted in the throes of ecstasy and I knew exactly how to make it happen.

  Chapter 10

  I didn't know what he meant when he said he was going to make it up to me. What was there to make up? This was the most incredible thing I'd ever done. There was no way that he could disappoint me now. Ripples of pleasure coursed through my sex, making my muscles contract around him as he drove into me.

  He possessed me completely. He was demanding, unrelenting and completely primal in his need. It was such a turn on that I didn't have time to think of anything other than ‘fuck me!’

  White-hot lightning shot through me as he pounded my ripe pink flesh, over and over. He was consumed by his raw passionate need and I was a willing participant in soothing that need. Involuntary shudders wracked my body as my climax neared.

  His mouth was voracious on mine, capturing each of my cries before they had a chance to fully leave me. His dick was sweet sweet agony, driving me higher and higher with each new thrust until I thought I would explode from all of the pressure built up inside of me.

  There was nothing I could do but go along for the ride.

  The only sounds I made were incoherent babbling, hoarse moans and furtive cries for more. I needed him as much as he clearly needed me. Maybe that was why it was so amazing.

  Our bodies were slick with sweat and our breathing was heavy with the exertion and excitement that flowed through our veins. My body was boiling in ecstasy and I knew that I was going to come undone at any moment.

  "Oh, Tanner!" I heard myself scream. That didn't sound like my voice. That voice was lusty, wanton, and sexy. That wasn't really me, was it?

  "Oh fuck," he groaned, before a tortured cry escaped his lips.

  At the same time I felt his warm seed shoot into me, I was seized by my own ecstasy. Sparks flew through my overly-sensitive body and my limbs trembled with the intensity of my orgasm.

  I couldn’t seem to catch my breath. We were both panting and Tanner rolled off of the couch onto the floor. I just giggled at him as he lay splayed on the plush carpet, spread-eagle.

  “What’s so funny, miss,” he asked, a hint of mirth in his voice.

  “I don’t know…” I giggled again, “That was just fabulous. Fantastic. Fantabulous.”

  “Oh yeah?” He asked with a smirk.

  “Oooooh yeah,” I answered with a big grin of my own.

  “I’m glad to hear it. I hope you don’t think that’s all I have in store for the evening though.”

  I leaned over the edge of the couch and locked eyes with him, my eyebrows narrowed in confusion.

  “What do you mean?”

  “That was just the appetizer. I told you I’d make it up to you. I don’t typically finish that quickly, but my god you’re incredible.”

  I felt my cheeks heat up at his words. I didn’t feel like anything special, but the way Tanner said it, it was impossible not to believe him.

  “There’s no way in hell we’re not doing that again.”

  I laughed and nodded.

  “Well, okay.”

  “Right after I catch my breath,” he said with a heavy sigh.

  I giggled again, my arm and leg both hanging over the edge of the couch. I stared at the ceiling, replaying everything we’d just done in my head. I didn’t think anything in the world could ever compare. It didn’t seem possible that things could even be that good, never mind better. I didn’t know what he had in store to “make it up” to me, but I was pretty excited for it.

  He rolled over and bit down on one of my fingers.

  “Ow!” I hollered over laughter. I didn’t really hurt so much as it surprised me.

  I looked down at him and he had a lop-sided grin plastered on his face.

  “Sorry, I couldn’t resist.”

  I fished my phone out of my dress and excused myself to the restroom to clean up. Part of me wanted to call Marilee, but the other part knew that she would not approve at all of this little tête-à-tête. As much as I loved her, Mari was very much a “duty to the family” kind of girl. She always admonished my rebellious streak and told me I should be more grateful for the life my parents gave me. I didn’t want to be grateful for something I never asked for.

  I checked the time; it was still early. There was that text from my mother still sitting unread.

  I sighed and opened it.

  Where are you? Everyone’s worried. Brunch tomorrow with the Westmores at Le Bouffe 10 AM. Don’t be late!

  Of course we were having brunch with my fiancé’s family. Why wouldn’t I be able to just enjoy one thing? Well, that was too bad, I was just going to spend the night with Tanner and then have to leave early in the morning to get my car and meet them for brunch. I knew I couldn’t miss the engagement without dire consequences. As much I would love to blow them off, it just wasn’t something that I could get away with. Not if I wanted to have any hope of continuing to live my double life. Racing was far more important to me than a one-night stand. Even if it was the most amazing one night stand ever.

  I thought back to Tanner’s promise of an evening filled with erotic pleasures and felt a shudder go down my spine straight to my needy core. How could I already want him again already? He’d already done more for me than any other man — or even myself — had ever managed. What more was there?

  I texted my mother back quickly.

  At Mari’s for the night. I’ll see you at Le Bouffe.

  I knew my mother wouldn’t like that answer. She would want to make sure that I had the proper attire, that my hair was perfectly coiffed, that I remembered all of my manners. But, she would probably hope that Mari would be a good influence on me. Maybe some of her familial obligation would rub off on me. At least that’s what my mother would hope for. I knew better.

  With that taken care of, I shut my phone off and proceeded to clean myself up. I looked like a mess. My hair was sticking in all directions, my makeup was smudged and my body was flushed and sweaty.

  I wondered how Tanner had even been attracted to this in the first place. Then again, I didn’t quite look this bad when we’d met. Most of this was his fault. I wiped the smudged make-up off of my face and tried my best to smooth down my unruly hair. I still couldn’t believe that we’d had sex! I never really gave much thought to what my first time would be like, but that certainly wasn’t what I expected.

  There was a knock at the
bathroom door followed by Tanner’s rich voice.

  “Is everything okay?”

  “Yeah, I’m fine,” I called back, using a wet rag to wipe myself off.

  Everything wasn’t really fine though. I’d just had the most incredible life-changing experience of my life and it could never happen again after tonight. I couldn’t even tell Tanner why. If I told him why, that would only make it easier for him to find me. I did not want my two lives to cross paths.

  I opened the door and he was standing there, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed against his chest. He was stark naked and sexy as all get-out. His masculine draw lured me in like a fish going after a hook. I knew it was too good to be true, but I kept swimming toward him.

  He thrust his hand into my mass of hair and pulled me in for a searing kiss. I didn’t know how, but every time we kissed I felt like it was the first time all over again. It was hot, full of promise and all-consuming.

  His hands slid down my bare body and I shivered. His touches were electric and addicting. I could spend my entire life being touched like this. Chester would never touch me with the reverence that Tanner did.

  “Caught your breath?” I teased, my hand sliding down his washboard stomach to find him hard and ready for me.

  “You bet your sweet ass I have.”

  He scooped me up despite my squeal of protest and deposited me on his bed before kissing his way down my body.

  He hooked his thumbs into my panties and pulled them over my legs languorously. His pace was so slow that is was maddening. Excruciating. My body responded to him so easily in ways that I’d never responded to anyone.

  His lips traveled further down my body, stopping at the apex of my thighs.

  Oh god, he’s not really going to…?

  His marauding tongue darted out and licked my sensitive flesh with velvety soft strokes.

  I fidgeted under his ministrations and he held me firmly in place with a hand on my hip. I wanted to squirm and move against him, but he kept me in place.