by Tara Raine
“Take it out on my body instead,” Brent said lowering his voice, a wry grin spreading across his face.
“No, Brent,” Tanya said wanting to be stronger willed, but finding herself too horny to really put up a fight. “You can't just waltz out of whatever corner you back yourself in. That's now how it works.”
Brent's smile faltered and he let out another long sigh.
“Can we stop worrying about being right and worry about being true?” he said.
Brent took a few steps closer to Tanya so that he stood about nine inches from her.
“I just want you to know that I love you, very much. I know that things have obviously been a little turbulent for our relationship lately. But we are still strong and still together. And you know what? Unlike so many people that are together, we've actually survived tests that aren't a joke.”
“You really think so?” Tanya said.
“Yes,” Brent said. “Absolutely. What we just went through was no small affair. Our marriage survived something that could have ripped us apart. Think of all the marriages out there that will never be challenged, but will still implode on their own. Think about what we just went through and think about how our relationship will be in the future. We will come out stronger. We may have to take a rough path to get there, but we will get there.”
Tanya reached out and took Brent by the hand. She pressed his hand over her heart, taking a moment before looking up into his eyes.
“I want you to know how much you mean to me too,” Tanya spoke, holding Brent's gaze. “I want you to know beyond a shadow of a doubt that you are the most important person in the world to me and, even when Connor was at his best, my feelings for him never compared the ones I have for you. You are my fairytale, Brent. I want our happy ending.”
Brent pulled Tanya close to him. His tight hug crushed off her air supply. Both of them were relieved to have finally let out some of their pent of emotion.
“We can have our happy ending. Let's not forget what first attracted us to each other because long as we continue to build on our foundation, it will only strengthen us. ” Brent replied, reminding Tanya of when they first met.
“I know, Brent,” Tanya said. “But is it really that easy? Can we just go back to the way things were? Or is there more to it than that?”
“Why would we want to go back?” Brent asked. “Why can't we move forward and evolve as a couple? I hate this idea that we have to somehow search out a way to find the reset button on or relationship and memory in order to be together. I simply meant that as long as we keep our love burning it can't be put out.”
They both were silent as they held each other in a loose embrace.
“You know, maybe I should have listened to what you said at the start,” Tanya said.
“I never said that we shouldn't at the start,” Brent said. “At least not to you. It was . . . Connor. Besides I'm the one who should have listened. I neglected you in many ways. I was always scared that, if I stopped moving a millions miles a minute, everything around me would vanish or disappear. It made me a workaholic. What good is working when you have nothing to show for it? I know, I know, money…but not a family. It means nothing without you.”
Their passionate words turned into passionate touches. Brent's roaming mouth found a willing target through her shirt. Tanya moaned as his teeth pulled at her still clothed peak. His large hands brushed up the hem of her shirt. The front clasp on her bra caused Brent to let lose a grunt of pleasure. He was pleased with the ease of access. Two pinching fingers later Brent had her bra open, his tongue lathed her exposed nipples. Tanya egged him on with an urgent hand in his hair. The long tugs of his mouth had her rubbing against his hard-on through his pajama bottoms. The thin cotton did little to prevent her from feeling the full outline of his thick cock.
With the wall of his firm body Brent pushed her against table. In seconds, Tanya found herself sitting on the edge. Her short skirt had risen to her hips. Brent's stare was focused on the sight of her in crotchless panties. Tanya had put them on before heading downstairs. She thought if things went awry went talking to Brent at least this would be a way out. From Tanya's experience, men had a soft spot for crotchless panties. Tanya wasn't above using such tactics and, from the way Brent's eyes were glued to her barely showing pussy, he too was okay with them.
The scrap of black fabric rode low on her hips and opened in the middle. The opening was big enough to allow easy access from the front or back. Brent wasted no time slipping two fingers into the slit of her panties. He caressed the moist cleft of her pussy.
“Someone is ready for it,” Brent whispered, biting her shoulder lightly. His thick fingers worked her folds and clit. The circular motion had Tanya bucking her hips, and she cried out as he let one meaty digit enter her tight opening. Seconds later he added another one, increasing the pressure inside of her. Brent continued to pump his fingers in and out as he returned to suckle her nipples. Tanya couldn't move much from the weight of Brent's body over hers, but the feeling was a delicious one. She took it, writhing on the table as Brent built her climax higher.
He sent her body arching in the air when the rough pad of his thumb pressed firmly on her clit. In circles that matched his other movements, Brent began to work her body into a fervor. She could feel the stirrings of orgasm low in her stomach. Her pussy began to clench around his fingers. Reading the signs of her body, Brent upped his game. His hand fucked her hard and deep as his lips pulled tighter. It was enough to send her screaming Brent's name. Tanya let out a huge breath as her body melted and twitched at the same time. She finally was able to prop herself up on her elbows, looking out blankly into the game room.
“I don't know what you're doing, I never said I was finished with you,” Brent joked as he wrapped Tanya up in his arms. She could tell from his leaking member he may have been joking about the tone, but not the being finished part. Tanya decided to reward him for his services. She laid her back on the pool table. Drawing her knees up Tanya reached a hand between and held her folds open to him.
“Well then, what are you waiting for?” Tanya asked with an inviting smirk.
Chapter Sixteen: The Connection
“Sorry, you just made me forget me how to take my clothes off,” Brent said playfully as he took a second to recover from her bold invitation. “But, if my memories serve me correctly, it goes a little like this.” Brent smiled down at her. If Tanya wanted to see a striptease he had no problem with giving her one. She always thought stripping would make a perfect back-up career for the smooth move billionaire. Brent pulled off his white cotton tee in one motion, then began to untie the drawstrings of his pajama bottoms. With a lip-biting tease Brent hooked his thumbs in the hem of his pants. Tanya licked her lips at the sight of his hipbones slowly being revealed.
“Are you sure you want me to get naked?” Brent asked, playing coy. “If I do, I'm not sure what will happen. Do you really want to find out?”
“More than anything,” Tanya said, beginning to feel the stirrings of frustration. She wanted him badly. Brent gave her what she wanted as he pushed his pants down. The waist band of his boxers briefly caught over his throbbing, hard erection before pooling at his feet. He used his now-revealed cockhead to tease her opening, still held by her patient fingers. Brent reached down and grabbed them as he pushed further against her tight entrance. He took the fingers soaked with her juices and licked each one clean.
“You taste like sugar water,” Brent said as his tongue carefully bathed the last one. Turned on, Tanya used her palm to turn his mouth towards her.
Tanya kissed Brent's lips for a long time, slipping her tongue over his. He played with the tip of her tongue pulling it into a rhythmic dance. After they had been mouth locked for a few minutes Tanya finally broke the kiss. She ran her hands down his muscular body.
“Are you excited?” Tanya asked as she took Brent's cock in her hands. “Do you like it when I make you strip for me? How about when I play with your
long, hard, throbbing cock?”
Brent nodded for a moment before answering.
“I love it when you play with my dick,” Brent said breathlessly. He ran his hands through her hair as she lightly stroked him. Switching her position on the pool table to all fours, Tanya leveled her face with his cock.
“God, you are so fucking hot.” Brent said, his normally light eyes darkened with passion.
“You think that's hot, what about this?” Tanya asked, leaning her head down. Brent's body jumped a little as Tanya slipped the purple mushroom head of his member into her mouth, flicking it with the tip of her tongue. After moving her head back and forth over the length of his cock she took it out of her mouth and played with it. Tanya loved the way Brent's dick got so hard that she could feel his heart beat when she gripped it. She stroked his dick slowly at first, then built up the speed, jerking until her hand blurred up and down his aroused shaft.
“Fuck yes,” Brent said. “Just like that. Keep going! Please don't stop, please!”
Tanya smiled as she continued to jerk him off for a few more moments, then stopped and pulled her hand away.
“What if I don't want to finish you?” Tanya asked. “What if I just want to leave you hanging?”
Brent growled, placing a warning hand on the back of her head. Obliging Brent's silent request, Tanya returned her smiling mouth to his cock. Tanya still had a plan though. She bobbed her head up and down on Brent's cock a few more times before standing up and turning to take a few steps away from him. She was going to give Brent a show that he wouldn't soon forget. Tanya felt like being bold today. She felt like giving Brent something he wanted. After all, he never denied her.
Tanya loved the way that Brent would play along with her little games when she wanted to play them. They still hadn't explored kinkier sex options like BSDM, but they both liked variety and for things to stay fun and upbeat. At first it worried Tanya only for her to note that they hadn't really been together long enough to feel the need to get adventurous. Tanya realized then that taking one's time in a relationship sexually and emotionally was probably how people stayed together. Throughout her life Tanya distinctly remembered hearing the phrase “the brighter the flame, the quicker the fire burns outs.” Now she finally felt as though she knew what it meant. Tanya wanted their flame to last an eternity.
She started to slowly gathering her already opened shirt and bra up within her fingers. With a seductive roll of her shoulders Tanya had removed both articles of clothing. She felt sexy as Brent's heady stare fixated on her stripping. While Tanya didn't mind being submissive, every now and again she also really enjoyed being bossy in the bedroom because of how empowering it made her feel. She pulled herself to the edge of the pool table. Carefully, she slipped out her tight spandex skirt and let it float to the floor. Tanya made sure to give Brent an eyeful as she did so. Her black crotchless panties were all that was left to obstruct Brent view.
“Should I take off more?” Tanya asked. She waited a moment for Brent to reply, and when he didn't, she spoke again as she arched her back upward. The position displayed her hard nipples and the dip of her stomach. The goal of the movement was achieved as Brent eyes came to feast on her lower body. “Or should I put something back on?”
“No, don't put anything back on,” Brent stated.
“Please?” Tanya said. “Don't you mean pretty please?”
“Pretty please don't put anything back on,” Brent repeated.
Tanya knew that he loved looking at her naked. She was just his type of girl and hadn't been afraid to vocalize as much in the past.
“Am I your type of girl, Brent?” Tanya asked. “Do I turn you on? Do I make your dick stand on end?”
“You know you're my type, baby,” Brent said.
He started playing with himself while he looked at Tanya laying on the pool table in all of her naked glory before him.
“Are you going to come and get me or what?” Tanya asked.
Brent closed the gap between them in a few bounds and picked Tanya up, kissing her neck while at the same time blowing air against it. It tickled and teased, causing Tanya's toes curled as Brent nibbled on her ear lobe. He sent blasts of hot, moist breath into her ear. Brent was being gentle, but at the same time he'd taken control, man-handling her with firm hands. The more skin he touched, the wetter Tanya became.
Brent slowly kissed his way from Tanya's mouth, down her neck to her breasts. His attention tarried there awhile as he sucked on each nipple, giving each a few firm flicks from his fingers until they stood up like little erasers. Then he continued down to her navel. Tanya's belly button was an especially sensitive spot for her and Brent had to fight off her hands from trying to push his head away while he stuck his tongue in and swirled it around. Tanya was laughing so hard at the end of the small amount of contact that tears escaped her eyes. Brent chuckled and headed south.
Tanya settled back against the pool table as Brent's tongue began to play with her clit, flicking across it with light strokes. She moaned a few times as Brent really started to go at it. Tanya loved the way Brent ate out her pussy and wished he would do it more often, so she was in no hurry for him to stop orally pleasing her.
“Oh, baby, you know just how I like it,” Tanya said. “Just like that. I need it. Oh yeah, baby, just like that. Your tongue feels so good when it plays with my clit. I love it. God, you make me feel so good! Please, don't stop, baby. Keep going. Just like that! Just like that!”
Tanya's hips bucked forward as Brent again brought her to mind numbing orgasm. Brent kept a firm grip on her thighs as he continued to do his best to stimulate her orally. Tanya kept cumming, first once, then again as he pushed through the first wave of climax. Tanya could feel Brent's smile form against her lower abdominals when a thrust of her hips threw him forward onto her.
“Baby, you've got to be careful!” Brent exclaimed. “I don't want to get my nose broken or anything!”
Tanya tried to speak but couldn't. After about a minute or so of heavy panting she was finally able to form a few sentences, albeit broken ones.
“Oh . . . my . . . God,” Tanya managed. “I can't believe . . . how good . . . that was.”
“So you liked it?” Brent asked as he pulled her hips so they were flush with the edge of the pool table, throwing her legs over his shoulders. “You think it was just good enough job? I think I can do better than that.”
Tanya laughed.
“No, please you don't owe me anymore,” she said. “But I would like it if you were gentle while you pushed into me. I'm a little sore from all the fun,”
“Aren't I always gentle?” Brent asked as he rubbed his cock's head against her slit.
“Be especially gentle this time, lover boy.”
Brent tried to be aware of this so that he wouldn’t end up causing her any more discomfort. He pushed his cock into her pussy in a smooth, plunging motion that took a bit of work. He didn't want it to take several smaller thrusts to ease it into her because he wasn't sure how sore she really was. Tanya could feel him carefully watching her facial expressions as he slipped into her a little bit at a time. Finally he sank in the last little bit and he bottomed out as their pelvises met.
“Like this, sweetheart?” Brent asked. “I'm not hurting you, am I?”
“No baby, it feels great,” Tanya said as she traced her fingernails down the muscles of his back. “Could you fuck me softly for a while before we really go at it? I like a good build up and it doesn't seem like we get to do it like that very much anymore.”
“You mean like this?” Brent asked as he started a slow grading swivel with his hips. Tanya could only nod as his cock continually bumped her G-spot. Her pussy was super sensitive from cumming and Brent’s cock was creating a wave of pleasure.
Brent kissed her on the forehead as he slid his length in and out of her. At first his thrusts were shallow, turning into deeper more intense strokes. Tanya tried gripping his upper body with her legs and spurring him fo
rward by pressing her heels into Brent's ass. He wouldn't let her speed up the rhythm though. Brent was determined to take it easy like she asked.
Brent teased her senses as he teased her body with the edge of climax. He started to kiss Tanya deeply as he also his increased speed. Tanya could tell by how tense Brent's body was he was using all his control. It also told her that he wasn't going to last very long. After a few more deep thrusts, Brent's body locked.
“I'm cumming baby,” he said. “Holy shit, I'm fucking cumming.”
Beads of sweat appeared on Brent's forehead as his entire body shivered with pleasure. He made a few more half thrusts into her as he shook slightly. Tanya pushed him over the edge with a wiggle of her hips. Brent shouted and, when his orgasm subsided, collapsed on the bed beside her.
“I'm sorry that I didn't last longer, baby,” Brent apologized. “I had no idea that I was going to come that quickly or I would have made an effort to last longer.” Brent paused. “I hope you aren’t disappointed.”
Tanya hugged Brent close to her. She chuckled softly at his foolish insecurities.
“I'm not mad!” she replied. “You ate my pussy like magic.”
Brent laughed.
“Of course I could go down on you more often!” he said. “You need it, I believe I recall you saying?! Or was it ‘I love you eating my pussy!’”
Tanya caressed his bare shoulders and as Brent spoke on she lightly clawed him.
“Watch it, this tiger has claws. Luckily, I love you,” she growled.
“I love you too my little tiger,” Brent said kissing Tanya on the forehead.
Chapter Seventeen: The Test
The days following this rekindling in the spark of their marriage were filled with a renewed closeness centered around oral pleasuring and cuddling. Tanya couldn't have been happier. Even though her work picked back up, which meant that her and Brent had to fight to get time together, Tanya thought the time they did spend with each other was far better than before. With her need to question even a good thing, Tanya realized just how much more there was left to explore as a couple. Without anyone else there to “spice things up” what would become of them? Surely it wouldn't turn back into the nightmare from before. She couldn't let herself believe that. Tanya had to believe they had truly grown as a couple and as adults.