The Lake of Love (Adult Novel 18+) (4 page)

Miranda fell limp in my arms.

Her breathing was heavy and she sounded exhausted.

For the next few minutes I held her silently, as her mind slowly floated
down from the heavens.

‘Tomorrow,’ she whispered. ‘I will have you.’ Miranda lifted her head off
my shoulder and kissed me. It was a sweet and gentle kiss. She smiled that
beautiful smile and headed for the door. I collapsed onto my bed and sighed, as
she disappeared out of my room.

Miranda loved me!

And finally we would get to be alone together for an entire day. This
very thought kept me awake for the next three hours. My mind wouldn’t stop
playing out scenario’s or what I may say to her. I was like a child waking up
on Christmas morning. I felted so excited. At some point within the early hours
my mind slowly faded into darkness and sleep took hold.

For the next six hours I dreamed of Miranda.

Chapter Five: Disruption

‘Good morning, Nathan.’ Sheridan said, as I stepped into the kitchen.

‘Morning,’ I replied trying to act casual, but it wasn’t working. I
couldn’t stop myself from smiling. Walking over to the recently boiled kettle I
poured myself a cup of black coffee. ‘Anyone fancy a drink?’ I asked. Pete and
Sheridan replied with a shake of the head and swiftly returned to devouring
each other’s faces.

My heart started beating double-time, as Miranda entered the kitchen. She
wore a smile that threatened to consume not only her eyes, but her ears as
well. I unconsciously looked this goddess of beauty up and down. There were not
enough words to describe how truly perfect Miranda was. She was wearing a black
mini-skirt and skin tight t-shirt that clung firmly to her body, revealing
every single beautiful curve of her magnificent body. I wanted to reach out and
run my hands through her long black hair.

‘Good morning,’ she seemed to sing the words.

Sheridan chuckled. ‘Someone had a good night.’

Miranda hesitated for a moment. ‘It was a productive business meeting.’

‘You did the deal?’ asked Sheridan.

‘No, not really,’ Miranda half smiled. She turned her beautiful blue eyes
in my direction. ‘However, both parties now know where they stand and it looks
very good for the future.’

‘Dad will be pleased,’ replied the beautiful blonde daughter.

Miranda said nothing.

I poured Miranda a cup of coffee and joined her at the kitchen table,
opposite the over charged sexual love birds. Butterflies fluttered in my
stomach, as Miranda’s foot touched mine. It was such a small gesture, but it
caused something warm to glow within my soul. She raised the cup to her lips to
hide her smile.

‘Do you have any plans today, mum?’ asked Sheridan.

‘Why do you ask?’ Miranda raised a suspicious eyebrow at her daughter.

‘Well, Pete, and I wanted to head into town, but we don’t have a car so I
was kind of hoping that you would drive us in. I know it’s a little out the way
but…’

‘Of course,’ Miranda cut her off.

‘Seriously?’ asked a surprised Sheridan.

‘Seriously, but if we’re going then we go within the next ten minutes, so
you should go and get ready.’

‘Thank you, mum.’

‘Thanks, Mrs. West,’ added Pete.

They both rushed out the kitchen and charged up the stairs.

Miranda instantly pushed back her chair and stood up. Tingles swept down
my spine, as she wrapped her arms around me from behind. ‘I’ve been thinking
about you all night,’ she whispered.

I turned in my seat to face her.

‘I know the feeling.’ I admitted.

Miranda pushed my legs apart and stepped between them. She looked deep
into my eyes, as her fingers stroked smoothly through my hair. ‘If I have to
wait any longer to kiss you, I think I might actually go mad,’ she grinned.

My heart melted at the feel of her lips pressing firmly against mine. We
began to devour each other, as her tongue entered my mouth. The pressure
building between my legs was met by Miranda’s firm grip, as she cupped the
bulge in my trousers.

‘I will take the kids into town and be back within the hour,’ she
whispered, before devouring my face again. ‘Then we will have the entire house
to ourselves for the rest of the day.’ Our tongues danced some more. ‘And when
we do,’ she kissed me as forcefully as she possibly could. ‘I am going to let
you have me, over and over and over again.’ The very thought sent quakes of
pleasure rippling from between my legs to the darkest depths of my mind.

Pete and Sheridan began to thunder down the stairs, but Miranda did not
pull back, instead she took my hand in hers and guided it beneath her black
mini-skirt. My cock nearly erupted inside my trousers at the realisation that
Miranda wasn’t wearing any underwear. I could feel the lips of her pussy
against my fingertips.

She smiled at me.

‘We’re ready!’ shouted Sheridan, in the direction of the front door.

‘I thought that might make things easier for you.’ She kissed me gently
on the lips. ‘I will be back soon.’ I watched her rush out the kitchen and
sighed. The front door slammed closed behind them.

God, she was hot.

I glanced at the clock on the wall. This next hour was going to feel like
the longest in my entire life, but then I was going to make love to the woman
of my dreams.

The phone on the kitchen table began to ring and I absentmindedly
answered it, as my thoughts drifted back to last night’s highly sexual silent
orgasm that turned Miranda’s beautiful body limp with exhaustion. Today, I was
going to make sure she moaned very loudly.

‘Hello,’ I said.

‘Hi,’ said a male voice from the other end of the phone. ‘It’s, Frank.’
My mind came crashing back down to earth at the realisation I was talking to
Miranda’s husband.

‘Hi, Frank, it’s, Nathan.’ I replied.

‘Is, Miranda, there?’ he asked.

‘I’m afraid you just missed her. She is taking, Sheridan, into town.’

‘Not to worry,’ replied Frank. ‘Can you pass on a message for me?’

‘Sure.’

‘Can you tell, Miranda, that I will arrive at the lake house a little
later on tonight?’ I felt like someone had just stabbed a very sharp knife
straight through my heart. ‘I have finished up with the meetings a little ahead
of schedule, so I will be able to get to the lake house earlier than expected.’

‘Okay, I will pass on the message.’

‘Good man, see you tonight.’

The phone line went dead.

I dropped my head in my hands. It was over.

* * *

An hour had been and gone and still Miranda was not home. Every single
minute that ticked by on the clock felt like an eternity. I wanted to see her
so badly, I wanted to touch her and make love to her, but I also had to tell
her about, Frank. That bastard would be here tonight and was going to destroy
everything that we had built in the short time we had been together.

I tried to distract myself, at least till Miranda got home, by opening my
laptop on the kitchen counter. Lisa’s text box appeared almost instantaneously.

‘Hi, Nathan.’

‘Hi, Lisa,’ I typed back. ‘How are things with you today?’

‘Good. My parents are coming into the city to visit me. They should be
here really soon.’

‘That’s great. You must be excited about seeing them.’

‘I am. It’s been a while since I last saw them. Are you having fun at the
lake house?’

‘It’s been interesting,’ I replied.

‘When are you coming back to the city?’

‘Soon,’ it wasn’t like I could stay here now that Frank was coming.

‘Excellent.’ Lisa typed back. ‘Then we can go out… or stay in.’

‘Exactly.’

‘You want to open my web cam?’ she asked.

‘Sure.’

A second box appeared on the computer screen and flashed an advertisement
about faster connection and greater bandwidth, as her camera loaded up. The
advertisement disappeared and Lisa appeared. She had tied her long beautiful
blonde hair back in a ponytail and was wearing a low cut dress with no bra. The
camera was strategically placed so that I could see her face, but more
importantly straight down her top at her massive breasts and cleavage.

The front door of the lake house opened and Miranda stepped in.

‘Be right back,’ I typed.

‘Okay,’ replied Lisa.

‘Sorry I took so long,’ said Miranda, as she walked down the hallway with
those long elegant legs. ‘I took them a little further afield so that you and I
would have more time alone together.’ She walked into the kitchen and stood
behind me. My heart skipped a beat at the feel of her firm breasts pressing
against my back, as she hugged me from behind and kissed me softly on the
cheek. ‘What’s wrong?’ she asked.

Was I really that easy to read?

‘Frank called,’ I stroked my fingers against Miranda’s arm. ‘He has
finished up with the meetings ahead of schedule and will be here tonight.’

‘Oh,’ was the only reply that Miranda could muster.

‘It looks like we won’t get to be together after all,’ I muttered in
disappointment.

‘Why do you say that?’ asked Miranda.

‘Well, Frank, will be here.’

Miranda cut me off. ‘I don’t care even if he is here. I have already made
my decision. You, Nathan, are the one I want to be with. You are the only
person who makes me happy. You are the one I want to wake up next to every
single morning for the rest of my life. I want you’

‘I want you too,’ I replied.

‘Who is she?’ asked Miranda, pointing at Lisa’s web cam.

‘This is, Lisa. I guess you could say she is my friend.’

‘Is she your girlfriend?’

I chuckled. ‘No, although I think she would like to be. I met her on a social
networking site about a year ago. It was a low point for me and I just needed
someone to talk to…’

‘You don’t have to justify it to me,’ whispered Miranda.

‘I know, but, she is a nice girl and lives nearby in the city. We have
never hooked up or anything like that, but I keep in touch, as it gives me
someone to talk too now and again.’

‘She’s pretty,’ replied Miranda.

‘Yeah, I guess.’

Miranda grabbed me by the arm and guided me off my seat. She sat down at
the kitchen counter in front of the laptop.

‘I’m back,’ she typed, pretending to be me.

‘What are you doing?’ I asked, as I looked over her shoulder.

‘Having some fun,’ a cheeky grin split her lips.

‘I’m glad you’re back. Do you like what I am wearing? I thought I would
try to make myself look pretty for when my parents arrived,’ typed Lisa.

‘You look amazing,’ replied Miranda.

Lisa smiled at the camera.

‘You really think so?’ she asked.

‘Of course,’ typed Miranda. ‘You look really sexy.’

‘You think I am sexy?’

‘I think you are very sexy,’ Miranda flashed me a naughty smile. ‘You
could turn a good boy bad, and a bad boy, very bad’

Lisa smiled at the camera. ‘Are you a bad boy, Nathan?’

‘If you could see what I am doing to myself,’ typed Miranda. ‘You would
think I was very bad.’

Lisa unconsciously licked her lips. ‘Are you touching yourself?’

Miranda’s fingers danced across the keyboard. ‘Yes. Do you like the fact
that I am touching myself because of you?’

‘Yes,’ typed Lisa.

‘This woman wants you so bad.’ Miranda returned her attention to the
laptop. ‘I wish I could see more of you.’

‘Like this?’ Lisa knocked one of the straps of her dress off her shoulder
and smiled a naughty smile at the camera.

‘Yes. Show me more. I am dying to see your sexy breasts,’ wrote Miranda.

My heart leapt into my mouth, as without question or hesitation, Lisa
pulled down her other shoulder strap and opened the front of her low cut dress.
Pressure began to build between my legs at the sight of her large round breasts
exposed on the web cam. She had the largest nipples I had ever seen.

‘Do you like them?’ she asked.

‘Yes. I like them very much.’ Miranda’s hand reached back and cupped the
bulge between my legs. ‘You are getting me so hard,’ she typed.

Lisa smiled at the camera and began to stroke her hands across her
breasts.

‘You are getting me turned on,’ I whispered into Miranda’s ear.

‘I know,’ she grinned.

‘I want you,’ I said.

‘I know.’

I slammed the laptop shut. ‘I want you, right now.’ It sounded like an
order and that angelic smile crept up the side of Miranda’s face.

‘You should take me then.’

Within a heartbeat of those words leaving her lips I was devouring her
face with deep and powerful kisses. We walked backwards towards the kitchen
table and I spun her around. My fingers frantically fumbled with my belt buckle
and trousers buttons, as she bent over for me. My trousers and underwear
dropped around my ankles and I hoisted her mini-skirt up. The sight of her cute
naked ass sticking up in the air sent quakes through my cock, as it throbbed in
my hand. I wasted no time in taking what I wanted. I stepped forward and guided
my cock between her legs. The feel of her wet pussy lips consuming the shaft of
my cock nearly caused me to cum right there and then.

I was already so close.

Cries began to escape from her mouth, as I rocked my hips back and forth
in quick hard thrusts. The kitchen walls seemed to amplify every ‘ah’ that left
her lips, drilling her moans deep into my mind and straight down into my cock.
I grabbed her hips with firm hands and pulled her back into me, as I rammed
myself forward. I could feel her pussy consuming my entire cock, as I
penetrated deep inside of her with every hard rapid thrust.

Miranda clawed at the table, as her cries turned into one long continuous
moan. Her entire body rocked back and forth. I was moving the entire table I
was ramming myself inside of her so hard. A moan escaped my lips, as a burst of
ecstasy ignited within my cock.

I was close.

Several minutes rolled by and Miranda’s hips suddenly convulsed sharply
and she arched her back. She began to squirm, as her pussy tightened around my
cock.

‘Fuck!’ she moaned, as her body convulsed a second time.

I could feel her trying to pull away, but I pulled her back and pushed my
long hard cock as deep as she could take it. We both moaned loudly and a
euphoric rush that travelled faster than the speed of light ignited within my
soul, as my cock exploded like a champagne bottle within her pussy. Miranda
forced her hips back against me, sending quakes of pleasure crashing against
the shores of my mind. Our loud, long, powerful moans echoed off the kitchen
walls, as we forced are bodies against each other harder and faster than
before.

We both fell limp over the table.

Miranda squirmed for a moment, as aftershocks of bliss quaked throughout
her body. I pulled myself out of her and she very slowly stood up. Her
breathing was heavy.