Talia's Torment

Chapter 16: Temptress and the Tempest.

    Tanner tossed his shirt to the side and looked down at Talia.  She was staring at his bare chest as if she wanted to commit every line and curve to memory.  He stepped back from her for a second and she gave him a pained look and a frustrated sound he could only be described as a growl came from her lips.  He chuckled at her, and she sat up on her elbows.  His chuckle died in his throat as that one single move seemed to position her with her chest out on display and the movement slightly shifted her knees apart.  She simply grinned as if she knew what her motions had done to him, causing him to lose all thought and stare at her as a starving man upon a table filled for a feast.

                Tanner shook his head, “Did you just growl at me?”

                “Keep teasing me Tanner and I will do so much more than that.”  Talia had a look in her eye that promised both pain and pleasure should he push her further.

                c*****g his head to the side he simply licked his lips, “I was only moving to remove these boots, while I may want you to keep heels on I didn’t think my combats would do the trick for you.”

                Talia laughed and then as if her words hit him she sobered with a look of smoldering desire in her eyes.  Tanner could only imagine the images that must be playing in that head of hers.  In swift action he toed both his boots off one after the other.  His hand was reaching for the button on his jeans when Talia stopped him with her own hands.  She looked up his chest and into his eyes as she slowly unbuttoned the top of his jeans and ever so slowly edged the zipper down. 

                Tanner sucked in a gasp when her hands hooked into the waistband of his boxers and jerked both his pants and boxers down his legs together in one motion, the friction against his skin making his now free member jerk in response.  Talia seemed to zero in on her target and gently grasped it within her small hand.  The feeling of her fingers on his shaft, slightly cold compared to the heat surging off of her nearby chest, was incredible.  When he felt the moist heat from her mouth an instant before she wrapped her slightly wet lips around the tip Tanner just about buckled to the floor.  Talia took one hand and pressed against his chest, leaning him against the wall and providing him with something to brace himself against while he lost all connection with everything but her mouth and her hands on his body.

                When Tanner was finally able to ground himself and find his legs again he risked looking down his body to Talia, now on her knees in front of him.  The sight threatened to take his breath from his lungs as he found her waiting for him to connect his gaze to hers.  As if on cue she slowly took him into her mouth inch by steady inch only to back off again and swirl her tongue around the tip.  With renewed vigor she began pacing herself over his shaft back and forth over and over again finishing with a swirl on the end each time.  The motion was steadily bringing him to completion but the swirl on the end was driving him to madness.  Just when he thought he was about to drop off the edge of bliss and find his release she stopped.

                Tanner let out a groan at the absence of her mouth as he heard the pop of her releasing him from her suction.  With shaking hands he reached for her but she evaded his grasp and he had to look down to see where she was.  His heart was racing and his lungs burned from his inability to drag air into them.  When Tanner looked down at her she had a look of desire and power on her face.  He could tell that she was enjoying the control she had over him and he had to admit he was liking the way that look was making him feel.  When she leaned back and away from him slightly he swore he whimpered and she smiled in response.  Talia leaned up slightly and reached her hand around to her back, in one single motion unhooking the clasp on her bra and dropping it to the floor at her knees.

                “Talia, you are so beautiful.  I want you so badly.”  Tanner’s voice was a harsh whisper in the quiet of the room.

                “You play your cards right mister and you just might get your wish.”  Talia smiled up at him with a mischievous glint in her eye.

                Before Tanner could even utter a response she leaned up and his member was nestled between her glorious mounds.  It was like they were perfectly designed to cushion him in the softest embrace and fuel his desire all at the same time.  He was thinking that the softness of them was magnificent when she gently pressed them together around him and began to shift back and forth along him driving him yet again to the edge before stopping once more.

                “Talia, baby, you are killing me.”  Tanner was barely able to get the words out between shaking breaths before she backed away from him slowly.

                “Tanner, I haven’t even started yet.”  Talia’s voice was deepened with passion and it caused his eyes to snap to hers.

                With a swift blink of her pink tongue she licked her lips and snapped forward to clasp him in her mouth again.  Moving in swift strokes she glided along him, blinding him with passion.  Sweat beading on his skin and he tried to hold onto his restraint.  His hands were fisted at his side, trying not to take control away from her and thread his fingers in her hair.  He swore if she kept up teasing him though his resolve on that one was going to go to dust and he would be grabbing a fist full of her hair as he lost himself in the feel of her.  Almost as if reading his mind she picked up pace and began the swirling again, making his body jump each time her tongue danced on the ridges of his member.  So close, his completion was just within reach when he suddenly came out of her mouth with an audible pop.  Gasping at the sudden coldness of the air Tanner looked down at Talia with a bereft expression on his face.

                “I think I am done now.”  Talia teased him with a look of wanton abandonment as she slowly turned over showing him her backside as if she was attempting to get up from the floor.  At the view of her and the pent up teasing she had given him Tanner lost his calm control and gave over to the passion she had stirred within him with a carnal smile that darkened her eyes as her gaze connected with his over her shoulder.  She was a temptress and she had brought out the tempest in him.