Free Fierce Possession (Touched By You 9) by Emily Jane Trent Page A

over her when he opened the door to the playroom and stepped inside. Alone and at his mercy, Natalie’s body tingled. A momentary pang of anxiety hit her stomach, but she pushed it away. He may be possessive and demanding, but he’d never hurt her. Overcome with the desire to give him whatever he would take from her, she kissed his jaw.
    Tanner released her legs, lowering her to the polished wood floor. It was cold on her bare feet, adding to the flood of sensation weakening her. “Take everything off,” he said sternly, and walked across the room.
    He turned on music, a deep, morose melody that was frightfully sensual. He opened the cupboard and took out several red sashes. Seeing them made Natalie’s heart pound. She fumbled with the buttons of her jacket.
    As he turned back to look at her, Tanner’s eyes were hard. It made him more impossibly gorgeous. He yanked his shirt off, ripping the buttons off the front; they clattered to the floor. His bare chest was chiseled and smooth; that sight alone making Natalie’s lower body burn with molten heat.
    She struggled out of her jacket and bra then undid her skirt and dropped it to the floor. Standing in panties only, her legs felt shaky. The anticipation and excitement overpowered her, and she breathed in deeply before shoving her thumb under the waistband of her satin panties and shoving them to the ground.
    Tanner’s eyes blazed. “Come here,” he ordered.
    Natalie stepped cautiously forward until she was inches away from him. Placing her hands on the sides of her thighs, she waited. Her nipples were embarrassingly hard. The sight of the bright sashes tightened her clit. She swallowed and licked her bottom lip.
    Holding her gaze, Tanner undid his pants and let them drop. Under his shorts his cock looked huge and the tip peeked out the top of the waistband, no longer able to cover his length. He lowered the inadequate briefs and stepped away from them, his gorgeous cock in full view, swaying with his motion.
    “Get in the chair,” Tanner said, nodding toward a chair that was r eally a tall stool with a back.
    Natalie walked over to it, knowing Tanner was watching; her naked ass in full view. Reaching the chair, she turned and lifted up, her breasts bouncing as she hopped onto the seat. Tanner brushed the handful of sashes over her naked skin and she shuddered.
    The feel of the silky sashes made every nerve in her body come alive. She let her head fall back and arched her back. She felt Tanner’s mouth on her nipples, and she kept her head back, letting him have his fill. His hot mouth felt so amazing, but she knew she’d be in trouble if she came too soon.
    With one hand behind her head, Tanner guided her to look at him. “I’m going to restrain you,” he said, his tone letting her know he expected no argument.
    Natalie’s feet rested on a tiny ledge partway down the legs of the stool. Tanner wrapped a sash around each ankle, securing her legs apart, tied to the stool. Then he stepped behind her. The touch of his fingers to her neck sent a thrill through her sex. He pulled her hair to the side and kissed her neck. His kiss was hot and fierce; his lips sealed to her tender skin.
    “Put your arms at your sides.” And Natalie complied. With the other sashes, he secured her upper arms to the back of the chair, rendering her restrained for his pleasure. Coming around to the front of her, he stared at her, bound to the chair.
    The high stool must have been made to specifications, because it positioned her pussy directly in front of his cock. All he needed to do was slide into her. But he didn’t.
    Tanner reached out and caressed her gently, teasingly. It was excruciating since Natalie could not move—or not much, anyway. He ran his fingers along her jaw and down her neck, fondling her breasts and nipples at length, seeming to ignore her discomfort. With his hands on her thighs he leaned forward and tugged at her lower lip with his teeth.
    The gentle tug was