Page 10 of Forbidden Desires

“Feels so good.” She moans, lifting her head to look at me again. Her cheeks are flushed pink.

I watch her face as I add a third, really stretching her. She drops her head back to the bed, throwing a hand over her eyes. As I explore her body, I find her nipple and playfully manipulate it while feeling her pussy muscles constrict.

“Oh God, I’m going to—” she calls into the room as her pussy pulses around my fingers, and I feel a rush of liquid coat them. She quivers right through her orgasm.

Sliding my fingers out, I use my tongue to lap up her juices. “You taste divine, Gigi.” My cock is hard as a rock again and throbbing for her. And while she calms down, I go find my pants and pull out my wallet to retrieve a condom.

She props her elbows up, watching me. “Where are you going?” she asks sleepily.

I hold up the wrapper, showing her. “I’m not done with you yet.” Taking a seat on the armchair, I roll the condom over my erection. “Come here.” I motion with my finger for her to join me.

She walks leisurely over, and I pull her down to sit on my lap. She kisses me like she couldn’t wait a second longer. “Who even are you? You eat pussy like a god. I swear, if other women knew, they would be knocking down your door.”

I laugh. “That was just the I.”

She moves over my cock, spreading her legs a little wider so she can adjust herself to take me. Her pussy is lined up, and she sinks down slowly, rocking her hips as she goes. “You’re so big.” She bites into her lip, trying to take all of me.

I kiss her again to distract her. I hold her close to me so she has all the power, all the say at the speed we go. She wastes no time before she starts riding me vigorously. Dropping my lips to her neck, I graze my teeth along her shoulder, nipping all the way down to her full tits. I suck a nipple into my mouth, toying with it. “Oh yes,” she whimpers. I take the other, doing the same, and she increases her movement, rocking over me like a woman possessed. “Yes, yes, yes,” she cries into the room as she shudders on me and comes again.

She glances back at me, totally spent. “How did you do that?” she whimpers.

“That was all you.” I help her off me and position her so she’s bent over the chair. I run a hand over her ass before spreading her lips so I can push myself inside of her again. I let her get adjusted to me and lower my head to her ear. “You’ll know it’s me this time,” Iwarn her, already starting to move, fucking her in deep thrusts, just the way I have wanted to all night.

Filling her repeatedly, I enjoy every moan that leaves her sweet lips. I spread her juices over her ass and push my thumb inside of her puckered hole. She glances over her shoulder at me but doesn’t tell me to stop, so I work her asshole with my thumb as I fuck her. The room fills with the sound of our bodies slamming together and the smell of sex. My cock throbs, wanting its release, but I don’t want to let go. I don’t want this to be over.

I withdraw and take my thumb out of her. Helping her back to the bed, I climb over her. She spreads her legs for me, that showstopping smile lighting up her face. She has no idea what her ex’s name is anymore, she’s having so much fun. I bet she doesn’t know her own name anymore.

Sinking inside of her once more, I grip her ass in both hands and drag her onto me further. Fucking her roughly, I give her what she needs and take what I want. She has no idea how much I needed this tonight. I pull her up to me so she bounces in my arms, and I kiss her, holding her body close. I take turns sucking her tits then going right back up and kissing her lips. The room spins around me.

“Come on, sweet pea, come for me again.” I bite into her ear and feel her body tremble as her third orgasm ripples through her, pulling me over the edge along with her.

She pants, while I hold her close, my cock still emptying inside of her.

“I wasn’t expecting that.” She sighs.

I help her back down to the bed so I can pull out of her and get rid of the full condom. Then I join her back on the bed. “My flight doesn’t leave till morning. I’m not done with you yet, sweetheart.”

When I get back to Deception Bay, my life will be consumed by work. Tonight, I’m going to make the most of the beautiful starlet in my bed and fuck like it’s my last night on earth. Knowing what I have to go home to, it just might be.

Chapter 6

Gisele-One Month Later

My cab drives through the center of Deception Bay, and I can’t help but bubble with excitement at the sight of the place. Population of 3,106 the sign reads. This town is small.Ornate streetlights line the strip of boutique shopfronts, flanked by well-preserved brick façades and wrought iron, exuding a timeless charm. The streets are so quiet. A couple of older ladies in tennis attire stroll through town, and a woman runs with her golden retriever, but other than that, there’s no one else in sight. At six pm on a Sunday night in New York, the streets would be lined with cars and people. It’s like time seems to slow here. Gone is the hustle and bustle of the big city that I’m used to. I already know this is going to be a nice change of pace for me.

I try and read the signs on the way by—Bay Roaster’s Café and Pecan Pie Bakery are two of the shops I can make out. Then we’re driving past the town square and park, with oak trees, their branches draped with Spanish moss, lining the cobblestone pathway that leads to a large fountain in the center. It’s even more picturesque than the picture Miss Alexander painted when I spoke to her on the phone.

“This is you,” calls the driver as we pull up out front of a pale-blue-clad Victorian townhouse. He keeps the engine running as he opens the trunk and takes out my bags, setting them on the sidewalk for me. I stare at the place in absolute awe. It’s charming, and I know I’m going to enjoy calling this place home.

“Thank you.” I hand over my credit card to pay.

“Enjoy your stay in Deception Bay,” he says with a friendly tip of his hat before driving off.

I dip down to pick up my bags, taking in the sight before me. I couldn’t be more excited to be here. The scent of jasmine fills my nostrils as I take the steps up the front porch to the white door. The front gardens are filled with fragrant, colorful blooms, making this place look well-loved by the people who live here. I knock twice and wait, a flutter of excitement running through me. For a month I have been dreaming about this moment, escaping the confines of my parents’ house and the life they wanted for me. And now I’m doing it.

A sweet-looking girl, who’s probably close to my age, with flowing auburn hair and porcelain skin, answers the door. She’s wearing a summer dress patterned with pale blue flowers and a comfortable-looking cardigan that is almost as long as the dress. She yawns sleepily.

“Hi, um, I’m Gisele Kelley. Hopefully, you were expecting me,” I say with a warm, friendly smile.

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