Free The Heart's Domination (Touched By You 3) by Emily Jane Trent

put his hands on her ass, feeling her up and down motion – excited that she was pleasuring herself. He buried his face in the top of her hair, breathing in her scent. The feel of her wetness on his leg had pre-cum dripping from his dick.
    He heard her scream softly as she came, wrapped around his leg. She continued to rub her sex against his leg until the orgasm expired.
    Instantly, with his hands still on her ass, Tanner lifted he r up and in the heat of passion – passion, like he’d never experienced before - he walked forward until her back was against the wall.
    She wrapped both legs around his waist and he kept one hand under her. With his other, he gripped his huge cock and plunged it inside her wet pussy. He was like a wild animal, stirred beyond reason. He held her high against the wall and fucked her hard.
    Natalie panted and whimpered. She clawed at his chest and pulled his hair. Her violence sent him into the oblivion of want. He plunged his swollen cock inside her, over and over, faster and faster.
    They both panted. Sweat beaded on their bodies. Loudly, they moaned together, and with Tanner holding underneath her, he moved her body up and down and plunged his dick into her sweet pussy. Natalie felt her lower body tighten and an orgasm, more powerful than the first, exploded.
    The strong muscles of her vagina convulsed around Tanner’s cock. He fucked with wild abandon and yelled like a wounded animal. His cum spurted, his hot cock still deep inside her. He fucked her until he felt weak, relaxed from fierce orgasm, and had to set Natalie on her feet. She fell into his arms, and he held her tight, with a new respect for the lovely, little wildcat he thought to possess.

21 – Dumond Boutiques
    The next day, Tanner took Natalie to meet with Suzanne Dumond, owner of several exclusive boutiques in Paris. Suzanne was a petite French woman with straight, dark hair. She dressed in clothes that accentuated her figure and wore understated jewelry that screamed good taste.
    Natalie liked her , immediately. She was unpretentious and friendly.
    Natalie wasn’t sure if it was because of Tanner’s position in the business world or not. But, she suspected that Ms. Dumond wasn’t one to falsify her opinions. She didn’t rise in the world of fashion by betraying her sense of taste.
    For that reason, when she told Natalie that she was intrigued by her designs and wanted to talk about an agreement to sell them in her shops, it seemed authentic. The new line Natalie had been working on was a new concept of shape wear as part of an outfit. Women often wore an undergarment to smooth bulges and accentuate curves. The concept of creating the precise undergarment for each individual dress impressed Ms. Dumond.
    “Yes, of course,” she said in accented English. “Every woman wants to know that she looks as beautiful under her clothing as she does on the outside. One never knows when a romantic moment may occur. Knowing that the undergarment doesn’t let you down, but only adds to the allure of the dress is so sensible. It’s brilliant.”
    Encouraged, Natalie elaborated on her concept. “Each dress has a particular contour. It accentuates specific body features, maybe the hips, another the bust-line, or even the back, as in an open back design, and so on.
    Each undergarment should make the right alignment underneath. Whether to push up the breasts for cleavage in a low-cut dress or smooth the hips in a tight skirt, the undergarment has a particular function. In this new line, each outfit has unique, matching shape wear designed for just the right effect.
    It’s not a one garment does all. As we know, a garment that tries to do everything, even an undergarment, fails. Specialization, that’s the secret,” Natalie finished, almost breathlessly. She was so excited over Suzanne’s understanding and interest in her concept that she didn’t notice that she was talking a bit too fast.
    Ms. Dumond, or Suzanne as she wished to