Chapter 13

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

TANNER

I wake in the morning wrapped around Bailey. I’m slightly embarrassed by my needy behavior last night. I was tired and emotional. I’ve never been like that with anyone in my life. So vulnerable. I think I fell asleep in her comforting arms.

I’m in my boxer briefs, and she’s in a T-shirt and panties. Pulling away slightly, she sleepily falls onto her back. I lift her shirt and take in the flawless skin surrounding her belly button. She’s almost too perfect to be real.

I bring my lips to her soft, feminine stomach and begin kissing my way up her body until I reach her rosy nipple. I suck it into my mouth, and she lets out a moan. Despite her eyes being closed, her lips turn up into a smile and her fingers run through my hair.

“Hmm. I guess you’re feeling better.”

I mumble into her, “It’s time for me to make you feel better.”

She spreads her legs. I’ve just gotten settled in when I hear the familiar sounds of my front door opening and closing followed shortly thereafter by, “Tan?”

It’s Fallon’s voice.

I quickly lift my head to see Bailey wide-eyed. I’m sure my look mirrors hers.

I hear her walking up the stairs. “Tanner Montgomery, are you actually still asleep? I never thought I’d see the day.”

I scramble out of bed and run out my bedroom door, quickly closing it behind me.

Fallon reaches the top of the steps. “Were you sleeping?”

“Wh…what are you doing here?”

“Harper was worried, and you weren’t answering my texts. She demanded to come and make you breakfast.”

She looks my body up and down. I’m not fully hard anymore, but I’m not exactly limp either.

It suddenly occurs to her. She sucks in a breath and covers her mouth. “Are you…is there someone with you?”

I nod. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know you guys were coming here.”

She swallows. “No, it’s my fault. I shouldn’t pop in with her like this. We’ll go.”

“No, no. Let me throw on some clothes. I’ll come down to see her. Then maybe…you should take her for a bit?”

“Okay.” She fidgets nervously. “Umm…this is weird. I’m really sorry, Tan.”

I sigh. “I suppose it was inevitable with us having keys to each other’s houses. It’s amazing we’ve made it this long without something like this.”

“Right. Maybe I’ll start knocking instead of walking in.”

I shake my head. “No. You’re Harper’s mother and you’re always welcome.” I twist my lips. “Maybe keep surprise visits to a minimum though. Or at least a confirmation from me that it’s a good time.”

She gives me a small smile. “Good idea. I’ll be downstairs. Harper wanted to make you breakfast in bed to cheer you up. I’ll keep her busy down there and make sure she doesn’t come up.”

“Thank you.”

She walks back downstairs, and I open my bedroom door. Walking back inside, I see Bailey hiding under the covers and I chuckle. “The coast is clear. They’re downstairs.”

Her head pops out and she sits up. Her cheeks are flushed. “Holy shitake. That could have been a disaster.”

I nod. “I know. Fallon feels terrible.”

She gasps. “Does she know it was me?”

I shake my head. “She’d have no reason to suspect you.” I reach into my drawers and pull out sweatpants and a sweatshirt. As I put the pants on, I say, “Harper thought I’d be sad about Layton and wanted to come make me breakfast.”

Bailey smiles. “She’s so thoughtful.”

“She is, which is why I can’t kick them out.”

“Of course not.” She looks around. “I’m not sure how to sneak out. I can’t exactly climb out the window, and I don’t even have a car here.”

“Can you stay here until they’re gone? Why don’t you relax and take a shower? Or go back to sleep. It was a long night for you. Whatever you need.”

“Sure.” She looks me up and down and bites her lip. “I’ve never seen you dressed like that.”

“In sweatpants?”

She nods and swallows. “ Topless in gray sweatpants.” Her head plops down on the pillow and she fans her face. “So hot.”

I look down at myself in bewilderment. I’m in gray sweatpants about to put on an old college sweatshirt. “This is hot? ”

She briefly closes her eyes. “Yes. Everything you do is hot, but you in gray sweatpants with your sexy chest…” She blows out a breath. “Any women’s toys in that chest of yours?”

I suck in a breath. “What do you know of my chest?”

She smiles. “I may have taken a peek in there once.”

I walk over and lean over her. Bringing my mouth to her ear, I whisper, “Then you’ve seen the paddle, and you know bad girls who snoop get punished.”

She lets out a moan. I can see her nipples harden through her T-shirt.

I bring my hand to her panty-covered pussy, feeling how wet she is. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you, sweet girl?”

I slide her panties to the side and slip my finger inside her. She’s soaked. Her body flutters around me.

“I thought so.”

With my finger pushing deep inside her, I run my tongue along her neck, and she whimpers.

I pull my finger out and taste just the pad of that finger. “Hmm. I think I’ll take your sweet cream in my coffee this morning. I’ll be back soon. Don’t you go getting into any more trouble. I’d hate to have to punish you more than I already plan to. I expect you to be waiting with your ass in the air when I get back, ready to take what I’m going to give you.”

Her breathing is labored, and she’s fisting my sheets. Yep, she and I are going to have a good time.

I make my way downstairs with a goofy grin on my face. I can’t help it. Bailey brings it out in me.

Harper’s face lights up when she sees me, but she doesn’t break stride from the task at hand, carefully tending to an omelet of my liking.

I smile at her. “Good morning, bug.”

“Morning? It’s nearly eleven, sleepyhead.”

I pinch my eyebrows together and look at the clock on the oven. “Wow. I didn’t realize the hour. I was at the hospital with Uncle Layton until very late. I can’t believe you came over to make me breakfast. You’re so good to me.”

She nods. “I’m making it just like Bailey taught me to.”

I’m in my head thinking about Bailey upstairs waiting for me when she continues, “Mommy said the television told her that Uncle Layton broke his leg.”

I nod. “He did. Arizona is taking good care of him though.”

She scrunches her face. “Isn’t she in Florida?”

“She came home to be with him.”

She nods in understanding. “Did you see the Anacondas win? Have you talked to Bailey?”

“They played the final out on the big screen at the Cougars’ stadium. I saw her celebrating with her friends. She texted to check on Layton, but we didn’t discuss the game yet.”

The good news is that Fallon will assume Bailey is in Miami and won’t suspect it’s her upstairs in my bed.

Fallon hands me a mug of coffee. “They must have partied their asses off last night in South Beach.”

Harper gasps. “That’s ten dollars, Mommy.”

Fallon winces. “Darn. You’re like the fuzz, Harper.”

“What’s fuzz, Mommy?”

I chuckle. “It’s the police, and yes, she is. I imagine there was a big Anacondas celebration. I have no idea.” I blow on my cup. “Thanks for the coffee.”

She nods. “I’m sure. Let me grab you a spoon.”

I shake my head. “No need,” I say as I make good on my promise to Bailey and stir my coffee with the finger that was inside her before sucking it into my mouth.

Yum. I need to eat quickly. I can’t wait to get back upstairs.

About thirty minutes later, I’m taking the steps two at a time, anxious to get to my bedroom. I’m sure Bailey heard the front door close and knows I’m coming for her.

I’m not prepared for what I see when I walk in. She’s naked, on all fours, with her ass facing me. She breathes, “I’m ready for my punishment, Sir.”

I chuckle. “You watch too much porn. I don’t want you to call me Sir.”

She turns her head and gives me a sexy smile. “I don’t watch porn. I read my porn like a lady.”

I can’t help but laugh. “I stand corrected. Still, don’t call me Sir.”

“Whatever you want, Daddy.”

I have to close my eyes and squeeze my dick. Yep, that hit the mark.

I make my way to her and slowly run my finger up her spine. “Have you been a bad girl going through Daddy’s private chest?”

She runs her bottom lip through her teeth before nodding. “It’s locked right now, but it wasn’t a few weeks ago.”

When she was here taking care of my daughter.

I exhale heavily. “As much as I want you right now,” I look down at my cock tenting my sweatpants, “I think we should talk about us. We didn’t get the chance after the other night. ”

She whines, “Can’t we just shelve it for a little while? I want you. I’ve been waiting forever for this.” She wiggles her ass. “I’m ready to take my punishment like a good girl. Give it to me. Please.”

What man in their right mind could possibly say no to that?

I rub her ass. “Hmm. I like how willing you are.”

Smack .

She gasps at the shock of me spanking her while I run my hand soothingly over the handprint I just left on her.

Smack.

I do it again but this time she moans.

“You like that, sweet girl?”

She nods as I run my fingers through her center. She more than liked it. I wasn’t planning on taking things too far today, but maybe she’s ready for more than I thought.

After walking over to the chest, I unlock and open it, pulling out a paddle and two rubber restraints. She watches on with a mix of fear and fascination showing on her gorgeous face.

Sitting on the bed, I motion for her to lie across my legs. I then see a moment of hesitation in her eyes. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”

She nods. “I want to try it. I trust you.”

“You remember your safe words?”

She smiles. “Payoff pitch. The ultimate decision maker.”

“That’s right. This is all about pleasure. I know what I’m doing, and I like to be in control. I think you like that version of me. When I slapped your nipple the other night, you nearly came. When I just spanked you, I only saw pleasure emanating from your body. This is about pleasure, Bailey. If at some point it’s not pleasurable for you, use your words.”

She takes a deep breath and lies across my lap with her ass in the air. I can’t help but admire it. “You have the most perfect ass I’ve ever seen.”

“It’s good to know my squats are paying off.”

With lightning speed, I grab the leather paddle and apply a sharp smack to her ass. “I might like your smart mouth outside of this bedroom, but in here, your bratty behavior has repercussions.”

I smack it again before I rub away the sting.

She writhes in my lap, grinding herself against me. “Oh god.”

“You’ll be calling me that soon enough. Are you going to behave?”

She hesitates and I smack her ass again, quickly followed by soothing circles from my hand.

“Ahh. Y…yes. I’ll behave.”

“Good girl. Now get on your knees with your hands behind your back.”

She adorably stumbles a bit as she stands but then drops to her knees. I begin to pull down my pants and she goes to reach for them.

I lift my eyebrow, and she freezes, immediately placing her hands behind her back. I can tell she wants to say something about it but is holding her tongue. She’s learning how to be submissive.

“You keep those hands behind your back or I’ll cuff them back there.”

Discarding all my clothing while standing right in front of her, I then give my cock a few long pumps right in her face. She watches on with lust-filled eyes, practically licking her chops.

“I’m going to feed my cock into your bratty mouth like I’ve wanted to do since you came to our door that first day and I first saw you crouched down. I’ve played the scene of you on your knees in front of me a thousand times since. I’ve made myself come every day to that image. ”

Her whole body flushes, and she licks her lips. She shifts her hips and rubs her thighs together.

I begin tracing those lips with my tip. “No hands. I like a woman’s mouth to do all the work. I know I’m big. You’ll have to learn to relax your throat. It might take a few times.” She visibly swallows. “Now stick out your tongue.”

She does, and I rub my pre-ejaculate all over it. She shivers and her nipples further pebble. “Is this turning you on, sweet girl?”

She nods as I begin to feed my cock further into her mouth. “I don’t think I’ll last long. Seeing you on your knees with your hands behind your back and my cock stuffed into your mouth is almost too much to bear.”

She smiles around me as she begins to apply suction.

I’m trying to be gentle when all I want to do is grab her by the hair and thrust myself down her throat.

She takes her time, allowing her tongue to pay respect to every vein and ridge of me. I expected sloppy. That’s not what I’m getting. I’m getting a woman who knows how to please a man and who’s genuinely enjoying this.

After circling the underside of my crown several times, she makes eye contact with me as she pushes her mouth forward, taking in nearly all of me. My tip hits the back of her throat with only a slight gag from her, though she never alters course.

“Very impressive, Ms. Hart. Are you ready for more?”

She nods and I grab the back of her hair, beginning to thrust in and out of the wet, warm confines of her mouth. Long, hard strokes. Her eyes water and saliva drips from her mouth, but she doesn’t make any attempt to pull away.

Each time I draw nearly all the way out, she tightens her lips and sucks me back in. Her tongue works magical swirls over my tip.

I’m starting to lose control. “Oh, fuck. That’s good.”

My grip on her hair tightens as I truly let loose in a way I haven’t in a long time. I’m realizing I haven’t wanted a woman as much as I want her in as long as I can remember. Maybe ever.

Her innocent honey-colored eyes haven’t left mine. Her gaze is adding to my gratification. My balls begin to tighten, preparing for an extreme detonation.

She lets out a moan of pleasure, causing vibrations all over my dick. I can’t take it anymore. “Yes, sweet girl. That’s it.” I thrust in deep and release myself into her with a loud grunt.

She swallows nearly all of me down. Only a drop drizzles from the corner of her mouth. I scoop it with my thumb. Before I can do anything with it, she turns her head and sucks it into her mouth.

It’s going to take me all of thirty seconds to get hard again.

I grab under her arms, lift her, and smash my mouth to hers. I can taste my saltiness in her mouth. There’s something primal about tasting myself on Bailey Hart’s sweet tongue.

She climbs my body like a spider monkey, sinking her fingers into my hair and wrapping her legs around me. I can feel her wetness against me. She’s frantic with need.

I kiss down to her neck, and she tilts it to give me better access. “Oh god, Tanner. I want you.” She thrusts her wet pussy over me.

I toss her onto the bed. I like that she’s strong and I can be a little rough with her. “Your turn. Lay down and spread your legs wide. Time for me to have another breakfast.”

She goes to open her mouth but immediately closes it.

“Tell me what you were going to say.”

“I…I…” She sits up and reaches her fingers for my beard. “You may have fantasized about me on my knees, but I’ve fantasized about sitting on this beard.”

I smile as I lay down on the bed. “I aim to please.” Motioning for her, I command, “Get that sweet pussy on Daddy’s face.”

She eagerly climbs up my body until she’s situated with her legs spread open on my lips. I give her what she wants and rub my beard through her juices.

She lets out a loud moan. “Oh my god.” Her legs start quivering around me. “This is going to take thirty seconds.”

I grab her ass and immediately latch my lips onto her clit. It’s swollen and throbbing. Her smell and taste have me instantly hardening again.

The pad of my thumb toys with her entrance but doesn’t penetrate. Yet.

Her fingers run through my hair as her hips gyrate over me. She looks down at me with a slack jaw. “You’re so hot. Holy sh—”

She interrupts her own words with a loud scream as my thumb sinks inside her. She’s so damn wet. I love that she’s as hot for me as I am for her.

“Grab your tits. Let me see you play with them.”

She immediately does as she’s told, teasing and pinching her own nipples. Despite the squirming and rubbing, she never breaks eye contact. I don’t know that I’ve ever seen a woman do that before. It’s like she’s looking into my soul. It’s incredibly erotic.

It takes less than a minute for her to come all over my face with loud screams I no longer have to muffle. I love a good screamer.

After a few long calming breaths, she slides down my body and licks around my lips, all over my beard.

“You like tasting yourself on me.”

She lets out a giggle.

“What’s so funny?”

She smiles. “Kam. She’s been cracking jokes about how much she knows I want you. She made a comment about me offering your beard a conditioning. I think I just did that. ”

In a fast move, I flip us over so I’m on top of her, rubbing my cock through her wetness. “Let’s not talk about your sister when my cock is on your pussy. She’s no match for you.”

She pinches her eyebrows. “We’re twins. Identical twins.”

“Maybe physically. Maybe to the outside world. But from my perspective, you’re nothing alike. I could tell the difference between you two from a mile away. There’s just something special about your shine, Bailey Hart.”

She stares into my eyes, undoubtedly seeing the truth of my statement. She then gently takes my face in her hands and brings her lips to mine in a tender way, completely contrasting our earlier kiss and actions.

The kiss doesn’t stay soft for long. Her tongue becomes increasingly hungry, ravaging every inch of my mouth. This girl can kiss.

I planned to tie her up, but I don’t think I can wait another second to be inside her. I’m usually so measured and controlled, but this woman drives me mad with desire.

I break the kiss, and she whimpers her malcontent. Reaching for a condom, I quickly tear it open and sheath myself.

She whines, “Mr. Montgomery, please. I need you inside me. I can’t take another second without you.”

I demand, “Spread your legs as wide as they can go.”

Without hesitation she does. “Now. Please.”

“Grab your ankles.”

She does before whining, “I need you inside me.”

Fucking hell.

Propping myself up on my hands, I bring my tip to her entrance and thrust straight into her.

She exhales like the wind has been knocked out of her lungs before taking a deep inhale and pulling her legs as far apart as possible. “Oh my god. ”

I probably should have entered her more slowly, but she drives me crazy. I lose my mind with her.

I remain still inside her as she takes a few moments to regain her breath. She briefly closes her eyes, and I see tears leak out the sides. Am I hurting her?

“Are you okay?”

She nods and mumbles, “So much. So big. So good.” I can feel her stomach muscles contracting below me.

Lifting her head to nibble on my lower lip, she releases her ankles, wraps her legs around me, and breathes, “Give it to me, Daddy.”

My eyelids flutter as I begin my punishing thrusts. I grit out, “I both love and hate when you call me that.”

Our eyes are locked as I give her everything I have. I suppose most women close their eyes during sex, but not Bailey. I’ve never thought about it before, but the intimacy of it truly adds to the pleasure. She’s completely locked in on me. I see both innocence and lust in her eyes at the same time.

Her moans of satisfaction only drive me to go harder and deeper as I rut into her without mercy.

I usually prefer a woman’s hands tied, but I don’t mind hers moving all over my body. Why is this so different?

She grabs fistfuls of my hair as she thrusts her hips up onto me. We manage to work perfectly in sync with each other.

I want to keep staring into her eyes, but it’s too much. It’s like she’s looking into my soul. I drop down from my hands and sink my face into her neck, inhaling her unique scent. One that has filled my house for months. One that my body always reacts to.

The sounds of our sweaty bodies pounding together fill the room along with our mutual moans of ecstasy.

“You’re so fucking sexy. Come for me, sweet girl. Make Daddy happy.”

Her back arches, and she yells out into her orgasm. Thank fuck because I don’t know if I can hold off much longer with her. She’s just…everything.

I bite her neck and grunt her name as I come so fucking hard, filling the condom. My body collapses in exhaustion but she grabs my face and kisses me long and hard before mumbling into my lips, “Thank you. That was amazing.”

BAILEY

That was unequivocally the best sex of my life. I’m not even sure I can consider what I’ve done before sex after experiencing the dynamic masculinity of Tanner Montgomery.

He falls down next to me, completely out of breath.

I lift my head and smile at him. “Can’t handle it, old man?”

He grabs my ass hard, and I squeal. He practically growls, “Ever been fucked like that, young lady ?”

I twist my lips, unable to deny the truth. “Can’t say that I have. I guess men are like a fine wine.”

His brow furrows. “I’m not that old.”

“Whatever you say, Daddy.”

He tickles me, and I giggle. “You are a brat.”

I bite my lip. “Maybe I need to be punished again.” I totally got off on it.

He pulls my body close to his. “You liked it, didn’t you?”

“I did.” I motion toward the untouched items. “What were those bands for? You never used them.”

“I planned to tie you up, but I was too ravenous for you and couldn’t wait another second to be back inside you. You turn me into a horny teenager unable to control myself.”

I plop my head down on his chest. “You seemed very in control to me. When can you go again? ”

He chuckles. “I just came twice. Give me a second to catch my breath. Speaking of doing this again, we should talk.”

I trace his sexy chest hair with my fingers. “I know what this is, Tanner. Can’t we just enjoy it while it lasts? I’m not an immature girl with illusions of forever. I don’t need a label.”

“I don’t want you or Harper getting hurt. I’m not looking for anything long term.”

“I’ve gathered.”

“You’re so young and have things to experience. Things I’m done experiencing. I will never get married or have any more children.”

“Ever?”

“Ever. Sexual encounters are all I’m looking for. All I’ll ever want. I need you to understand that if we’re going to keep doing this.”

“I may be younger than you, but I’m not young. I can handle it and would certainly never want to do anything to harm Harper.”

“I know.” He’s quiet for a brief moment as his fingers run over my body. “Honestly, I haven’t begun to scratch this itch for you. I thought if we finally broke the dam, I could get this all-consuming need for you out of my system, but it’s not. If anything, I want you more than before.”

I can’t help but smile. “I feel the same way. It’s purely physical. I get it.”

“I enjoy spending time with you, but if you want this to continue, it stays behind closed doors. For Harper’s sake and for yours.”

I can’t deny a little bit of disappointment, but the fact is that I don’t want anyone but him. This itch hasn’t been scratched for me either. If anything, I’m more curious about what he can do to my body. I’ll never be my sister where I can have purely meaningless, emotionless sex, but I can channel her enough to spend time with a man with who I know I have no future. He’s not some stranger. I care about him and feel connected to him but understand what we are.

“I’m in.”