Fierce Possession (Touched By You 9) Read Online Free

teasing, but a shadow crossed his perfect face.
    “Let’s hope so.” And then, as if nothing had been said, his mood shifted. He leaned up and held her hand. “I love you so much, baby. I hope you know that.”
    “I do, Tanner. I do.” Before she could follow up on that thought, the waiter brought their meals. The fragrance of the herbs dusting her baked snapper mingled with the aroma of Tanner’s pasta with cream sauce, and Natalie’s stomach rumbled. The first bite elicited a “Yum” from her. The fragrances and flavors were skillfully crafted, and the food was extraordinarily good.
    The light dimmed in the sky as they ate their meals, touching each other under the table. Dessert was out of the question, as Natalie couldn’t eat another bite. They sat back, sipping the rest of their wine and enjoying the pleasant evening weather, soaking in the postcard-perfect view.
    Tanner’s comment bugged her. For him to imply she should be worried was disconcerting. It was like drifting back to the beginning of their relationship, when he stressed that he was bad for her. They were long since beyond that—or so she had thought. Were they back where they started? They couldn’t be.
    “I have a surprise for you,” Natalie blurted out.
    Tanner raised an eyebrow.
    “Come, it’s in the room. I have to show you.”
    She led him back to their suite, butterflies in her stomach the whole way. At this point, being shy made no sense. That didn’t change how she felt, because she wasn’t exactly sure what Tanner’s reaction would be. And there was only one way to find out.

    5 – Enticement
    Once they were inside the suite, Natalie let go of Tanner’s hand. “Be comfortable. I’ll be back in a few minutes.” Without risking looking back at him, or losing her nerve, she went straight toward the bedroom.
    “I thought you had a surprise.”
    “You’ll see,” she said, and shut the door behind her. Natalie’s hands shook—from nervousness or excitement, she wasn’t sure.
    Glancing at the closed door to make sure Tanner wasn’t following her, and taking a deep breath, she opened a drawer where she’d put several garments when unpacking. Lifting out the tantalizing outfit made her wonder if it was going to be a good surprise or not.
    Undressing completely, and holding the garment up, she faced the full-length mirror to see what she was doing. It could be a little tricky, although in the store it had seemed simple. The item was called a pearl body necklace, which was a good description, considering that it was composed of nothing but strings of pearls.
    The garment could hardly be called lingerie. The top part went on like a bra but did not cover her breasts at all. The pearl straps met a double strand of pearls that went around each breast, offering no support or modesty. The whole effect was the opposite—to entice. There was a tiny pink bow on each side where the straps connected with the cups.
    The thong was a strip of elastic that went around her hips and connected to a small silver ring in the front. The crotch consisted of three strands of pearls, but nothing else, which dropped over her sex, between her legs, and up the back to connect to the elastic band. The feel of the pearls reminded her of the time Tanner made her come with a strand of pearls, and it felt so good.
    Looking in the mirror, Natalie decided that “body necklace” was exactly what it was. Her body was completely revealed, but, better than naked, accented with the lovely strings of pearls. The pearls and bows lent a demure flavor to the presentation, while the overall effect was anything but.
    As she fluffed out her hair with her fingers and readjusted the strands, doubt crept in. Sure, Tanner liked kinky. But this was possibly too forward. Reminding herself that she was married, so the idea of being too forward was silly, she took a deep breath and stepped toward the door.
    One glance back to the mirror reflected her bare rear, and reaffirmed