Forbidden Fruit: Volume 1 (50 page)

I sifted my hands through her silky hair and smiled right before taking her mouth again. A throaty mewl escaped her lips shooting need right to my dick. Her soft tongue was delicate at the same time as seeming so needy. I’ve had two other women besides Mary, but there was something about this woman; she seemed to be erotic, sensual and incredibly passionate. Hell, maybe it was just because I’ve only screwed American girls.

I grabbed her hands and pinned her to the wall as I pushed my entire body up against her. I knew she felt my hard cock push against her as her hips met mine and started to grind against me. Fuck, if she keeps doing that I’ll be coming in my pants and that’s not where I wanted it. I grabbed her other wrist, pinning hers together and let my hand roam down her arm. Her body shuddered as her mouth vibrated with pleasure.

Man, her mouth was like nothing I’ve ever had before. She knew how to seduce me with just this and I couldn’t wait to find out if her pussy could do the same to my cock.

My hand continued down to her tit and squeezed slightly before releasing to find her tight bud. Through her soft sweater and her bra, I could feel how hard her nipple was. Her groans of pleasure from just touching her made me pull back from her mouth. I watched her head fall back savoring my touch. Grinding my teeth with a need to ravage her, I clutched the opening of her sweater and pulled, popping a couple of buttons as she gasped. There is a God, I almost shouted when I realized her bra had a front clasp and I unhooked it eagerly. Bending my head down, I pulled back the lace to reveal her beautiful breasts. Her two mounds of flesh were the perfect size as I cupped one in my hand tightly. I licked and teased her other nipple, devouring it with my mouth. I could tell she enjoyed my little nips to her as I felt her clutch my head tighter, forcing me to pinch her other tight bud eliciting another soft moan.

Fucking A, I couldn’t take anymore. I stopped immediately causing her facial expression to change to slight panic. I enjoyed having that type of control over her. She definitely wanted me and I was going to make sure she’d never fucking forget me.

“Turn around,” I ordered her with a sly grin. I didn’t want her alarmed, but I sure as fuck wanted her to know I wasn’t done with her. I watched her expression change as a grin that matched mine spread across her mouth. I grabbed her cheeks, needing to taste her tongue again before grabbing her waist and aiding her to turn around. I clutched her hands and placed them firmly on the wall. As I glanced down I noticed her ass jut out. She knew I had something in mind, but I doubt she knew what I really wanted to do.

Realizing that my ex never allowed me to taste her from behind, made me want to try it with this gorgeous woman I had in front of me. I needed to know everything about her body if I only get this short time with her. I gripped her hips and pulled her ass to my cock and ground myself into her. Her moans alone made me want to explode in my pants. Thinking of anything but her erotic sounds was difficult, especially when I pulled up the bottom of her skirt as I bent down. Her skin was so smooth, her butt so firm as I ran my lips over each globe, letting her feel my scruff. I laughed to myself about how I was pissed earlier when I first saw her that I hadn’t shaved. She was panting so heavy now and just this small movement added to it. I wanted to drive her insane with need.

Gripping her cheeks and pulling them so her ass was higher, I flicked my finger under the lace of her panties so I could get to what I really wanted. I took a deep breath as I gazed at her swollen, glistening entrance. My heart was pounding before, but I swear it almost jumped out of my chest seeing the sight before me. Carnal need coursed through me as I sank my tongue deep into her, my other hand squeezed the back of her thigh almost coaxing more pleasure out of her. Her body pushed against my mouth with more desire as I continued to suck and flick my tongue up to her clit over and over again. Her breathing picked up and so did her moans as her muscles tightened. I knew she was coming as I continued to press harder against her tight bud.

“Oh mon Dieu!” I heard her cry out as her whole body shuddered while I reveled in making her come so hard. I continued to torture her over-sensitized sex, enjoying her body shaking with pleasure.
I blew cool air onto her as I pressed my lips to her luscious tush, giving a small nip at the same time. Her body jerked as she tried to catch her breath.

I stood and ran my hand lightly over her backside. “Oh, yes. Hit me, please,” she begged as she grabbed my hand and placed it firmly on the cleft of her ass.
Oh fuck, yeah.
She likes to get spanked. I looked to the ceiling thanking whatever reason brought her into my life. I groped her ass and smoothed it over before pulling my hand back and smacking it hard just under her cheek. “Ohh,” she moaned as I rubbed the pink area gently. Her ass was in the air; her perfect spot angled just the right way as if it were begging me to shove my cock in her.

Remembering how my ex always hated to be kissed after I went down on her, I wanted to see how this beauty would like it. I captured her mouth with mine, letting her taste how beautiful she is. Taking both sides of her head in my hands, I continued to enjoy her sensuality as I led her over to the sink, continuing to claim her mouth to mine. Pulling at the nape of her hair, I stopped for a moment as we both stared into each other’s eyes. Both of us were breathing so rapidly, it was as if we wanted to take one second to try to gather our senses before going that extra step. Her head tilted slightly as she tugged her bottom lip between her teeth before sweeping her tongue over it.

It was as if I wanted to test her out, making sure she was nothing like my ex, who never wanted anything other than missionary. I quickly unbuttoned my jeans, happy that I went commando today, allowing my cock to spring free faster. Holding my dick in my hand, I glanced up quickly to see her eyes fill with lust. She reached out, wrapping her velvety soft hand around my sword and moaned. Our mouths crashed against each other’s harsh and full force, as she firmed her grip on me. Her fingernails lightly ran along my balls making them harden instantly.

Bringing her closer to me, I rubbed my tip back and forth in between her wet sex. Just doing that was enough to push me over. I grabbed her hips and spun her around, watching her grab the edge of the white pedestal sink. She bent over with anticipation as I held my cock and took a deep breath trying to calm myself so I wouldn’t come before I even entered her. The need to shove my cock in her was too great and I placed my tip right at her opening. Soft, warm…I knew she was going to be fantastic. She arched her body, waiting for me.

“Ohh,” she cried out as I thrust my hard shaft into her wet tight pussy. Feeling her wrap around me was the most incredible feeling I’ve ever had with any woman. I grabbed her hips as I pulled out and then shoved myself back into her hard. I couldn’t take my eyes off of watching her round firm globes pressing against me, swallowing my hard pole. I tried to think of other things in order not to come just yet.

“Fuck me, yes. Just like that. Oh.” Her cries of pleasure made me thrust faster and faster until I was completely lost inside of her. Feeling her swollen sex clamp down around me as she shuddered with ecstasy, I was done for. I continued, knowing this woman was pure bliss that I would never experience again. I had no control anymore as my cock shoved faster into her. My balls tightened as my pole hardened like steel. Her moans of continued pleasure pushed me further as I came hard, shooting everything I had in her. My hips continued to fuck her as I slowly came down.

She sighed as she clutched one of my hands still on her hip. She squeezed firmly as if thanking me. I pulled slowly out of her and heard a soft protesting sigh. As I got dressed, I watched her pull her panties back up and adjust her skirt. Thankfully, I had only popped the top buttons of her cardigan so it looked like she had really nice cleavage. As I watched her hands adjust her bra and cardigan, an odd moment passed between us, as if we weren’t sure what to say or what to do. I pulled her close to me and kissed her hard, her mouth seemed more than willing as she wrapped her arms around my neck.

Knowing I needed to find out more about her, I studied her eyes unsure of what to really say to her. I realize that was just sex, but it was so incredible I had to have more of her. Fuck her boyfriend or whatever she said he was.

“So, can I find out your name now?” I asked as I kissed her neck.

“Mmm, remember? We said no names,” she whispered into my ear and then teased my ear lobe with her tongue.

“Yeah, but that was before what we just did. I was kind of thinking we could maybe meet up again? Soon.” I was trying my best not to sound desperate. But shit, I needed to be with this woman again and not knowing her name was going to kill me for some reason.

She kissed me again and then licked her lips. Biting her lower lip as she stared at mine longingly, she shook her head and reached for the doorknob. Her deep brown eyes were filled with remorse as she whispered, “I’m sorry.” She quickly pulled the door open and walked out, closing the door behind her.

Fuck.
I stared at the door as frustration started to course through me. I began to wonder if I just got played because of who I am. I ran through what just happened, questioning if she had a camera somewhere and this would wind up on the front page of the news, just like last time.

Shit.

Chapter Six

Angelina

“Of course, Lauren. I’ll have Mitchell ready for the interview tomorrow by one,” I told Lauren as I adjusted Mitchell in his seat.

I tried to control my thoughts from wandering back to last night as I walked over to the fridge for the milk. The man at the bar, the bar I wasn’t supposed to be at, was incredible. And as he promised, he certainly did help me forget about Gordon…at least for the evening. I snickered to myself as I realized throughout the night and this morning the man from the bar was occupying my thoughts. Maybe that’s all that I needed was a new perspective from another man.

At the beginning of last night, I picked a very crowded restaurant on purpose. The car ride was lonely enough and I couldn’t even talk Tim into going inside with me.

I glanced around the room throughout dinner and observed couples chatting, touching each other and laughing together. It was depressing enough that I couldn’t be with the man I love.

As I pushed the food around on my plate, I overheard several men at the table next to mine joke about a bar that was fun and usually packed. I hadn’t been to a bar in what seemed like forever. I leaned over and asked one of the men where this place was located. Since it was only a couple of blocks away, I decided to check it out. I had told Tim I would call him when I was ready to leave, so I doubted he was waiting for me. No one would ever know.

Then I had more than my fair share of fun at the bar. The man from last night seemed young too, as I reminisced about our thrilling time together. Short blonde hair and deep green eyes entranced me right before he took me…in the bathroom. A smile crept over my face at how naughty that was. Being taken by a stranger in the restroom of an upscale bar. My heart was pounding just thinking about the way he slammed into me forcefully and so full of lust. And yet, as hard as he took me, he still managed to be so sweet and sensuous. I continued to reminisce about last night as I returned to the kitchen island with the gallon of milk and unscrewed the cap so I could pour milk into Mitchell’s cup.

A silhouette appeared in the doorway and my eyes flicked to the figure standing there. I swallowed hard and sucked in my breath as I realized who that person was. Flashes of his mouth on mine, his hands grabbing at my waist surged fire through me. My heart almost jumped out of my chest and my mouth went dry as I gaped at the man that just appeared in the kitchen.

Mitchell jumped down from his seat and went running over to the man who scooped him up quickly bringing him to his chest for a strong hug. I watched the man close his eyes quickly as if inhaling the little boy’s youth.

“Oh good, Conner. You made it home. I thought you were going to come to the house last night,” Lauren said as she crossed the room to hug the man who helped me gain new perspective on my life last night. Mitchell happily came running back to me.

“I was going to Mom, but…”

“’Lina!” Mitchell yelled, making me jump. I looked down quickly to see that I was pouring milk into his cup, which was now overflowing onto the counter.

“Merde,” I whispered under my breath as I looked at the huge puddle and placed the milk container onto the table. I darted across the room nervously to get something to clean my mess.

“Well, well. Look who walks back into my life again,” last night’s mystery man lilted as he started walking toward me. A shimmer to his vibrant green gaze left me wondering who I had really been with last night.

“Do you two know each other?” Lauren sternly asked the man who was now standing before me, smiling like the Cheshire cat. I swallowed, trying not to meet Lauren’s eyes, knowing they bore right through me. Although I couldn’t understand why she would be agitated.

“We’ve met,” he replied, still smiling as his eyes danced with mirth. His hands were in his jean pockets and he smelled just as amazing as he did last night. I inhaled deeply, relishing the memory of how he had touched me.

I couldn’t speak as I stared at the man that was supposed to be a one-night stand; a fling that was hopefully to help me forget about Gordon.
Oh mon Dieu.
That would make this man Gordon’s stepson.
Merde.
I broke our stare quickly and returned to the table to clean up the milk. I started to dab at the liquid as I continued to feel Lauren’s piercing stare on me.

“Where did you meet?” She sounded annoyed and I looked over to her quickly. Her facial expression matched her tone and I wasn’t sure why this would make her so upset.

“At a bar. Last night, actually,” he told her as he continued his gaze on me. My heart was beating even faster now as I was about to be scolded and he didn’t even know that he just outed me. As an Au Pair to the Senator, I wasn’t supposed to frequent bars. It was outlined in my contract. I could be fired right now. Of course, I’m pretty sure it’s somewhere in my contract not to sleep with her husband either.

“Angelina!” Lauren spat out with disgust.

“I…I’m sorry. I…it was just one drink. I didn’t stay for very long.”
I just had incredible sex with your son in public.
I’m pretty sure that falls into the same category as not frequenting a bar. Grimacing, I bit my lip, hoping my look of remorse might lessen her anger with me.

“You know better than that. Were there reporters there? Did anyone approach you from the news media?” Her questions fired off angrily at me. She had never used such a tone with me before and I knew for certain I was in trouble. I would lose my job. At least this might finalize things with Gordon.

Conner, as I now knew his name, interjected quickly, “Mom, it was fine. There wasn’t any media there and no one will find out.”

“Hmm. We’ll see,” she fumed at me as she turned her anger to Conner. “And you! You’re not old enough to even be in a bar. And what about your fiancée? Was she there when you met Angelina?” My heart dropped hearing the word fiancée and my eyes snapped to his. He didn’t seem to have any apology in them for his little admission. I guess I hadn’t realized he might be doing the same thing I was doing; getting a certain person out of his head for just one night.

“No, she had a headache.
Again.
She didn't feel like coming out. And don’t sound so accusatory. Angelina and I just talked. Right
Angelina
?” The way my name rolled off his tongue, he seemed satisfied to know my name now. His eyes teased me, daring me to say something different. Or maybe he was remembering our hot amazing time together, just like I was.

I nodded quickly as I finished wiping up the milk and walked over to the garbage can to throw away the paper towels.

“Hmm. Well, I hope that’s all. I need to focus on the campaign and not my son’s love life. Again.”

My head snapped up. “Your love life
again
? Why? What happened?” I spat the questions out as my heart sank. I wasn’t sure why that might upset me, but it added to the information of him having a fiancée.

“My son tends to be a bit of a philanderer and dates…quite often.” Lauren answered as I watched Conner shrug, tilting his head with a sarcastic grin.

“It’s not like that really. Mary and I were broken up at the time. The media caught wind of me with some girl and printed that I was cheating on her.”

“Are you broken up now?” I questioned before thinking.

“No,” he answered me staring right into my eyes and without remorse. A smile crept upon his face as he remarked, “But then, neither are you, right?”

“Angelina doesn’t have a boyfriend,” Lauren stepped in to answer for me before I had a chance to say anything. “Or do you? Angelina, I must say, you going out to a bar last night and this new information of a boyfriend is not sitting well with me.”

“Why can’t she have a boyfriend?” Conner asked as his eyes darted back and forth between his mother and me. I stood there unsure of how to answer anyone’s questions.

“Because it’s in her contract that she will set aside her personal lifestyle so as not to draw media attention to our household. It’s to be renewed every year, at which time if she chooses to have a personal life, she may leave our household.”

“No, Lina! Are you leaving us?” I glanced down at Mitchell and smoothed his hair.

“Non, Mitchell. I’m not leaving,” I told him trying to keep my voice calm. Actually, I was unsure if I was staying or not, but there was no need to cause unnecessary stress to him.

When I first came to this household, that small clause in my contract was more than fine with me. After Jacques, I just wanted to focus my attention on my job and getting my mind in the right place. Unfortunately, Gordon’s small touches and provocative whispers flipped my whole plan off kilter.

I turned back to Lauren, hoping to lessen her concerns. “I spoke of an ex-boyfriend to Conner. I’m not currently with anyone,” I lied as I tried to keep my voice calm for both Lauren and Mitchell. I swallowed as I stole a peek at Conner; his eyes were slits as if he were trying to figure me out.

Lauren nodded at my correction and then huffed as she turned her gaze back to Conner. “Well, good. Let’s just hope nothing
else
comes up in the papers,” she tossed out as she started to leave the room. “Conner, I need to speak with you right now, please.”

“Of course,” he replied to Lauren, his mother, as he walked around me. He ran his hand along my ass and then tapped it just the way I begged him to last night, shooting waves of pleasures through me. He leaned in, tickling my ear as he whispered, “I’m glad you’re not going anywhere. Maybe we can continue what we did last night. I can’t stop thinking about you.” I looked up as he started to walk out of the kitchen; pausing at the door he gave me a small sexy smile. “And she’s not really my fiancée. Mom keeps trying to get me to commit to her. She doesn’t know we broke up again.” He winked at me as he continued out the door.

I flopped onto the stool near Mitchell, completely flustered by his older brother and what he whispered in my ear. I began to wonder what I just got myself into. Even though I knew I’d probably like it. Just like last night.