by Lauren Wood
He looked down at me with an intense gaze but I looked up at him with a small smile. “Eros,” he shut his eyes as if saying his name calmed him down. “We can go somewhere else.” I suggested. He opened his eyes and I can tell he was a lot calmer now. “Are you sure little Grace? I can pull some strings.” He said. I smiled widely at him, appreciating that he valued my opinion. “Yes, maybe we can go to your house and I can cook for you.” I suggested and he beamed with happiness by the suggestion.
As we walked out of the restaurant, Eros glared at the waitress. But I quickly tugged him out of there before he can change his mind. By the time we got outside it was already raining hard but still Eros shielded me from the rain using his body as we got back to the car.
“We could’ve got the reservation back there. I could’ve talked to the manager and get things straight,” he offered one last time before heading back to his house. I scoffed “Talk? Yeah right, more like talk with your fists.” He looked at me amusingly. Probably, because I was so sweet back in the restaurant and for good reason too. I didn’t want to cause a scene.
By the time we got back to his house we were drenched from head to toe. I blame Eros, I started running towards the house to not get any wetter than I was but Eros caught up with me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and spun me around in the rain making me squeal with glee as he carried me to his house.
My eyes betrayed me as I stared at Eros whose shirt was soaked making it cling to his muscles. He caught me ogling at him painting a smirk on his face. “Like what you see little Grace?” I rolled my eyes at him. He gave me a towel to dry as he headed towards the kitchen.
Eros groaned as he cussed out. I slowly walking towards the kitchen to see him hitting his head repeatedly on the refrigerator. “Anything wrong?” I asked. He looked at me with a pained expression. He then kneeled in front of me and hugged my waist again. “I’m the worst date ever. I haven’t gone grocery, so there’s no food.” he explained. I tried cheering him up by saying “It’s okay. I wouldn’t know since I have nothing else to compare it with,” But I chose the wrong words.
His eyes widen “This is your first date? Ever?” I slowly nodded. He groaned and said “Today is such a failure. Not only am I a monster but I can’t even take my girl on a proper date. You must think very low of me,” Sadness filled every single pitch of his voice. Even though things didn’t go as planned today, not a single thought crossed my mind that today was an utter failure.
I smiled as I kneeled down in front of him and caressed his sad face. “Eros,” I said with a smile. “Today wasn’t a failure at all.” Without a warning Eros pushed his lips upon mine but I didn’t hesitate to kiss back. It was a kiss full of passion and desire. His lips started trailing along my jaw making me forget how to breathe.
“You’re so beautifully perfect,” he said through kisses.
Chapter 7
It was hard not to moan when someone as handsome as Eros is kissing every part of your neck. A part of me wanted to pull away but the buried desires I have for Eros are awakening, burning with a passion. A fire that only Eros could tame.
I gasped out by the magnitude of pleasure his kisses are giving me. His hands ran through my wet hair as mine traced the muscles on his chest making him groan. Was I willing to go all the way with Eros? My question has been answered when Eros found my sweet spot on my neck and started sucking it.
I felt like I was drowning in a pool of passion and love. After what seemed like minutes of kissing, I finally noticed that we were leaning against the wall with my legs wrapped around his waist and my arms around his neck. He ground his pelvis against my hips making me feel a burning sensation between my legs.
“We need to stop now or else I won’t be able to hold myself back,” he said breathlessly. Somehow, the thought of him not holding himself back sent me in an euphoria state. “Then don’t,” I barely recognized my own voice filled with lust. Eros growled as he started carrying me towards his room, whimpering as I felt his hands squeeze my butt.
Once we were near the bed, he set me back on my feet making me stumble from my weakened knees but luckily he held me up. His eyes stared at me intently as he slid the sleeve of my dress off my shoulder, gently pressing a kiss to it. The simple gesture felt erotic. He did the same to my other shoulder and left my dress to fall to the ground.
“I promise, I’ll be gentle and make this perfect for you,” he promised. He scooped me up again into his arms to throw me on the bed gently. He started unbuttoning his shirt making my eyes glued to him. He crawled upon the bed towards me as if I was his prey. His lips were on mine once more but as his finger lightly traced the roundness of my breasts sending shocking tingles through me, I couldn’t help but gasp. He took the opportunity to insert his tongue and played with my own.
Eros’ lips made its way down my neck towards the valley of my breasts. His hands moved with skill as unhooked my bra. Almost instantly, he latched his lips upon the little bud of my breasts while he fondled and caressed the other. I squeaked in surprise by the vast amount of want that scorched through my body. I nearly whined when his lips left my breasts and traveled to my stomach.
I couldn’t help but let out a breathless moan which only encouraged Eros’ hot kisses. We slowly and agonizingly stripped the rest of our clothes and once I felt his enormous girth I let out a squeal of excitement making Eros chuckle which sent vibrations through his body. “My little Grace, so innocent.” He commented. “Want me to continue?”
No words escaped my mouth. Instead, I pulled his lips back to mine as our tongues fought for dominance. Eros pulled away, much to my disappointment, as he stared at every single curve and flaw on my body. His finger traced the edges of my body making me shiver with delight. “Every single inch of you is just perfect,” he admired as he stared at my body with lust and longingness.
With a sexy laugh he started kissing my body. All of the pleasure trailed from my neck to my thighs. Again and again, the waves of pleasure kept coming. My heart quickened when he adjusted himself between my legs. When he noticed my tensed body he gazed back at me and asked “Still want to continue?” Dazed and completely filled with lust, I nodded. I gasped as I felt his tongue running down my naughty bits. I was mad with desire as his name escaped my lips over and over again.
He closed his mouth and sucked on the bundle of nerves of my womanhood. It’s nothing like I’ve ever felt before. As I felt his fingers inserted themselves, I felt something wet traveling down my thighs and I didn’t know if it was coming from me or him. Further, faster, harder, but still tender and loving.
Shocked by the sudden intense feelings that shot through my body, my hands flew to Eros’ hair and gripped it tightly. Without even thinking my hips moved on their own accord, gyrating to meet the pleasures of Eros’ skilled fingers and lips. My mouth watered at the most extraordinary feeling building up within me, but before it could ignite, Eros pulled back smirking as I whined in protest.
“Easy little Grace… We’ll get there,” he assured me. He’s given me so much pleasure that I wondered if he’s expecting me to give the same. “Uh… Want me to…” I couldn’t finish the sentence but I did gesture towards his pants. His smirk turned into a sincere smile and softly said “No my little Grace, this is not about me. It’s about you. I want you to feel like how every woman should be treated.” If I wasn’t blushing already I would’ve blushed at this moment.
Eros growled as he saw how innocently I was looking at him. “You drive me crazy Grace,” As he started sucking my bottom lip. As I’m hypnotized by Eros’ delicious lips I didn’t notice when he aligned his manhood to my virgin hole. This time there’s no reassuring words as my whole body tensed by the new arousing touch. His lips slowed down to a more tendered kiss rather than the rough sexual kiss he gave mere seconds ago.
He made me forget my doubts as he kissed me and slowly pushed his way into me. My body welcomed the pain as he steadily pushed his full length into my warm wet hole. My body clung
to him tightly as I tried to scream but Eros was kissing away the pain. He didn’t move as he kissed me. I think he was letting my virgin walls get used to the feeling of his enormous girth.
He pulled out and slowly rocked back in. I sighed in delight at the new feeling. This time he pulled all the way out but before I could protest he slammed right back in. “Eros!” I whined in ecstasy. I clamped down my legs on his back as I drove his length into me with more force making him hiss in pleasure. “Grace!” he growled my name making me quiver in need.
He started going faster. Plunging deeper and deeper into me. Hitting places that I didn’t knew existed. We were rapidly breathing as our moans filled the room. Our bodies slid together as his hands alternated between my breasts and my throbbing womanhood. “Oh shit, I don’t think I’ll last long,” he grunted as he kept rocking into me. I could feel that explosion approaching as Eros’ plunging became more sloppy and heavy. Then it happened.
The mounting pleasure before the peak was like nothing I’d ever felt. Every cell within me was lit ablaze with fierce lust I couldn’t control. I could feel my walls tighten around him and not too long after Eros’ body trembled as he moaned out loud. He sounded so sexy I thought I almost came again.
His body relaxed above mine but he made sure not to crush me. He pulled away completely as he stared at me lovingly. Both our bodies covered in sweat. And just when I thought things couldn’t get better, Eros shot me the most amazing smile ever. “Wow, that was… amazing,” he said which made me blush. I felt naughty but most of all I felt loved.
I snuggled into his side burying my face in his neck as he gave lingering kisses on my head. I can’t deny it any longer. I was irrevocably in love with Eros Carmichael, the notorious bad boy. “My little Grace, I hope you won’t regret what we did. I know I won’t… that was one of the most amazing moments of my life. I just want you to know that I love you. You make me want to be a better person,” he said and his words still made my heart skip beats.
I rolled onto his chest and stared into his deep ocean eyes. “I love you too,” I said bravely which had him beaming with pride and joy. “And what we did was simply perfect.” His arms tightened around me as if ensuring I wasn’t going anywhere, and I wasn’t. I couldn’t and never would I.
Chapter 8
“Where is she?” Eros growled as he lifted the man up and slammed him against the wall. “She was just in the kitchen, boss.” The man stuttered obviously scared out of his mind. “I swear if anything happens to her I’ll shove my fist so high up your ass that you’ll be puking it out,” he threatened.
“Oh put the poor man down, Eros. I was only in the bathroom.” I said as I appeared around the corner. Eros’ dropped the man on the ground as his gaze softened once they reached mine. “Little Grace,” he sighed as he approached me and lifted me into a hug.
It’s been two years since we’ve been in a relationship but just last year we moved in together. I got a scholarship at Albert Einstein School of Medicine. Eros refused that I moved to New York by myself. His exact words were “I’ll follow you to ends of the world.” And in those days I’ve spent with Eros was the happiest I’ve ever had.
Melissa lives not too far from here, and although she’s still terrified of Eros, we still see each other often. Eros’ side business is now about to become legal. He’s opening up a rehab center and once I become a legit doctor he’ll put me as head doctor at the rehab center. And the most beautiful of them all is that I continue to fall in love with Eros each day. He stayed true to his word as he loved and cherished me. Although from time to time he would cause a scene or out of anger he’d beat someone up but at least he’s working on not to.
“You’re looking more beautiful each day,” Eros commented as he peppered my face with small kisses. “Eros! Say sorry to that man!” I scolded as I pointed at the man who was having a hard time getting up from the floor. Eros groaned in dislike as he faced the man like a child being told what to do. “Sorry.” was his brief apology. Close enough.
He spun around swiftly as he scooped me up in his arms and carried me into our room making me laugh all the way. “Stop acting like a caveman Eros.” I told him as I playfully hit his shoulder. “You’re so bossy today, little Grace.” He said as we both plopped onto the bed. “Yes, but I’m your boss.” I said as I kissed the tip of his nose.
“That you are my little Grace.”
THE END
BAD BOY SECRET BABY
Chapter One
“I have no idea what you want me to do. I gave you your marching orders and you failed to deliver. It would’ve been so much easier had you understood and adhered to the chain of command.” The police had arrived after I had specifically told them how much time we had to get in and out.
“Carson, we’ve been in tough spots before and we’ve always gotten out of them because of you. There’s always a plan inside that noggin of yours.” Timothy had been with me for almost two years. I wanted him to know mistakes were inevitable, but stupid ones could be avoided.
“You never listen. I feel it’s best we go our separate ways. I don’t need this drama of having that Damocles sword over my head each and every time we are on a job together” I was a couple of blocks away hidden in the shadows of an alley with my burner phone in my hand. They were too greedy and I was always pulling their fat out of the fire.
“You can’t do this. One of us will roll over on you.” I suspected as much. These last couple of years had been interesting, but it was time to move on.
“It doesn’t matter and I’m pretty much a ghost. I don’t even know what my real name is anymore. You can tell them anything you want and it will only lead to dead ends. I never trusted any of you to give you my real name.” They should have known better than to trust me. Had they followed my rules we would’ve been fat and living large in some tropical getaway.
“I can’t believe you’re going to leave us here to fend for ourselves. There’s a special spot in hell reserved for you. I won’t forget this. This isn’t over. I would keep one eye open. You never know when I’m going to show up.” Carson would have something to worry about. Casey James, on the other hand, was going to be in the wind in a matter of minutes.
“It didn’t have to be this way. I really did think you had potential, but you always thought you knew better than I did. If it matters, I don’t feel very good about this. It pains me dearly to see you suffer needlessly. You’ve always been able to adapt and this won`t be any different.” Thankfully, I had not indulged by mixing business with pleasure. Once the job was over, we never saw each other until the next time.
“I don’t suppose it would help for me to apologize.” I never thought I would see the day when he would finally admit to his shortcomings. It was too little too late.
“The die has already been cast. You won’t be hearing from me again.” The plans I came up with were ingenious. It was a matter of timing to get away without a trace. They had pushed the envelope too many times for me to trust it wouldn’t happen again.
“I don’t know how long it’s going to take, but I will find you and make you pay for this.” He would try, but he would fail miserably. Any breadcrumbs I left behind were extinguished with only the images on the security screen. My face was synonymous with the authorities, but their net was no match for my vast intellect.
“I wouldn’t bother and I will always be two steps ahead. It’s not bragging when you can back it up. Did you really think you and your brothers were the only ones I’ve worked with in the past? They always disappoint me. I thought maybe you were different. I was wrong.” I hung up and the sirens were almost deafening. It was still amazing they were so close and yet so far away.
I stripped off the black sweater, peeled off the black pants and put on a tight pair of blue jeans. The white t-shirt was covered by a denim shirt open to attract those of the opposite sex. I wasn’t some stick thin blond Barbie doll. I owned my curves. I was proud of them. My ample posterior was rock solid to m
ake any man want to get their hands on me.
It did occur to me to give Timothy one chance to prove me wrong. That one chance turned into many more with my fervent hope he would be different. He brought the muscle and I was going to need somebody to fill the empty spot. I was through working with a team, but one more was necessary. Trust was a rare commodity.
I could smell the Chinese takeout down the street. I hung my head low thinking this was the last time I was ever going to taste their homemade egg rolls. Everyplace had something unique. It was the same thing every time.
The feel of the cold brick on my fingers as I stood there on the street looking at the commotion not more than a block away was comforting. The area was cordoned off with the prerequisite yellow tape to prevent the onlookers and press from getting any closer than necessary.
I had no personal connections and not even my clothes were something I held onto for more than a couple of months. My style was always changing including the color of my hair and the cut. It was liberating to cast aside one persona for another like a pair of pants that didn’t fit anymore.
My black combat boots were whisper quiet and I blended into the throngs of people going about their day. I was in remarkable shape, a little big boned, but everything else was pure muscle. My breasts were quite the handful. They weren’t watermelons, but they did have the same form of cantaloupe. Being only 5’3, 140 pounds made it necessary to have an attitude to compensate for my diminutive body type.