Filthy Desires: A Romantic Suspense Collection

by Parker, Kylie

  “We could be in a hut for all I care,” Marianne stated, her voice raspy as she rolled her gaze up to meet his. “I’m with you: absolutely nothing else matters.”

  “Sure, but, if the hut’s in the middle of nowhere, you can’t do this, can you?” Finishing his question, Dominic started towards the wall to the left. He turned on the stereo and pressed the “play” button. The melodic guitar introduction of Scorpions “Always Somewhere” filled the air, as he gazed down at her. Marianne’s slow footsteps closed the distance between them, before she offered him her hand. Dominic took it in his hand, maintaining eye contact with her. Holding it up at shoulder-level, so that their arms were bent from the elbow, he placed his own hand on her left hip side. Marianne bent her head slightly towards him, Klaus Meine’s magnificent voice filling their ears, as she put her left hand on his shoulder.

  “I’ll never forget you, my love.” Dominic whispered, tightening his grip on her hand, losing himself in her eyes, as they danced to the old, emotional ballad…

  Arrive at seven the place feels good

  No time to call you today

  Encores till eleven then Chinese food

  Back to the hotel again

  I call your number the line ain't free

  I like to tell you come to me

  A night without you seems like a lost dream

  Love I can't tell you how I feel

  Always somewhere

  Miss you where I've been

  I'll be back to love you again

  Another morning another place

  The only day off is far away

  But every city has seen me in the end

  And brings me to you again

  Always somewhere

  Miss you where I've been

  I'll be back to love you again

  The musical echoes were still lingering in the air, as Dominic noticed more tears in her eyes. He let go of her waist and raised his hand to her face.

  “Please, don’t.” He whispered, cupping her cheek. “No more tears.”

  “Okay.” Marianne sighed.

  “Now, where do you want to go?” Dominic asked.

  “Nowhere.” She raised her tone, slightly. “I want to stay here with you.”

  “I was hoping you’d say that.” He admitted, as a grin curled his lips. “There’s a steam room down the hall.”

  “Tempting.” Marianne’s shoulders loosened and a smile appeared on her face. “But, I’d like to take a shower first.”

  “Alright.” Dominic tilted his head down and kissed her on the cheek. “I’ll be waiting for you. Don’t take too long.”

  He sucked in a deep breath, as she pulled out of his grasp. Their emotional moment was still swirling in his mind, as she crossed the living room. Still, Dominic knew that if he wanted to give her an unforgettable night, he had to put that thought aside.

  I can show you my love in a different way. I can’t wait to make to you shiver in my arms.

  He selected Enigma’s “Mea Culpa” CD and got rid of his clothes in a hurry, before entering the steam room. Grabbing a white towel from the rack on the wall, he sat down on the bench, hot puffs of steam clouding his vision as he leaned his back against the wall. He put the towel on his lap, sending waves of relaxation around him, as he breathed deeply. The sensual music soon began to take hold of him. Rhythmic and slow, it helped him push all negative thoughts out of his mind. Marianne’s smiling image brought a small smile to his face, as Sandra Cretu’s sensual voice made his body tingle.

  I would kill to see that face again. Tonight is not the end, baby. I’ve finally found something worth fighting for. I don’t care if I have to fly back and forth from France. All we have to do is believe in what we have and we’ll never have to break up.

  “So sexy…” A husky whisper in his ear raised every hair on his body. His eyes snapped open, as Marianne laid a soft kiss on his cheek. He scanned her naked body, from bottom to top as she headed towards the bench across from him. She slowly turned around and sat down, staring at his face as she moved her legs apart. Dominic tossed the towel across the floor, as a tiny drop of water streamed down his chiseled abs. She rolled her gaze down his body, her right hand sliding down her inner thigh, as he bit his lower lip. Marianne let out a long, lustful sigh, lightly squeezing her flesh, as she fixed her gaze on his abs. More and more puffs of steam were clouding his vision, but Dominic was enjoying every second of this. He had never seen her touching herself. His manhood throbbed, as she grazed her fingers up her inner thigh. Marianne licked her upper lip, as he wrapped his fingers around his hardening shaft. As much as the idea of watching her aroused him though, it was much different than what he had in mind. Dominic was longing to feel her body in his arms.

  So, he rose from his seat, catching a glimpse of a drop of water as it ran down her chest. Gazing deep into Marianne’s eyes, he strode towards her. He stopped in front of her, bent his knees and reached down. Placing his hands on her hips, he picked her moist body upwards. A playful gasp fled her lips, just before her feet left the floor. She snaked her arms around his neck, as her body crashed against his. Dominic tilted his head up, angling his lips, as she entwined her legs around his waist. Their mouths joined in a long, passionate kiss, the sensation of her moist hair on his shoulders sending chills down his spine. Marianne stroked the back of his head, pressing herself into him, as he slid his left hand up her back. Dominic let her scent flow through him, her sexy sighs in his mouth turning him on, as he caressed her lower back. He trapped her lower lip between his teeth and gently bit her, his hand travelling down her body, as he felt her hair on his fingertips.

  “Yes…” Marianne sighed, tilting her head back, as he cupped her ass cheek. Squeezing her luscious flesh, he released her lip and kissed her chin, as she sank her fingernails into his skin. Her hand slipped up and into his hair, his lips collecting tiny drops of water as he made his way down. Licking the vulnerable spot where her carotid pulse fluttered, Dominic kneaded her ass, as her other hand moved down his back. Marianne stroked his shoulder blade, as he turned his body right. She laced her fingers into his hair, holding him to her, as he eased her down on the floor. Lying on top of her, he planted short kisses all over her chest, as his hand crept around her waist. By now, his cock was rock-hard, as it pressed against her stomach. Marianne’s pleasurable sighs were becoming longer by the second, as he stroked her hip. Dominic pulled his hand out from under her, as her nipple rubbed against his chin. He licked the sensitive area around it, cupping her breast, as she grazed her fingers up his back.

  “Right there, baby…” She whimpered, grabbing a fistful of his hair, as he pulled her nipple into his mouth. He kissed it first and then flicked his tongue over it, forcing a moan of pleasure out of her, as her legs twitched. Marianne squeezed the firm skin of his shoulder, as Dominic slid his hand down her body. He stroked her upper outer thigh, loving the sensation of her smooth flesh in his hand, as he licked her nipple in a circular motion. She spread her legs, giving him an idea. He let go of her breast, as his hand crept around her thigh. Once again sticking his tongue out, he ran it across her chest and did not stop it, until the tip found her other nipple. He closed his lips around it, her hot, lustful moans audible over his grunts, as his hands landed on her inner thighs. Sliding them up, he nibbled on her nipple, feeling her grip on his shoulder growing tighter by the second.

  However, just when he was about to nip his way down, Marianne pulled her hands away from him. Dominic didn’t even have time to wonder why she had done that. Very fast, she rolled over onto her chest. A wily smile spread across his face, as she looked at him, over her right shoulder.

  “Don’t stop, baby.” Her husky voice was dripping with desire. “I want to feel your lips on my body.”

  “I’d love to tease you some more.” He said in a raspy voice. “But, we have to do this right.”

  Finishing his sentence, Dominic leaned back. He reached down and placed his hands on her hips. Marianne took the hint. Sh
e got up on all fours. His cock throbbed in anticipation, as he locked his gaze on her curvaceous, titillating ass. In an instant, he was filled with an uncontrollable urge to worship it, but he would do no such thing yet. Instead, he bent down to her, reaching forward. Her intoxicating scent filled his nostrils, as he gathered her hair in his hand. Tilting her head back, Marianne shivered, as Dominic kissed the top of her spine, just below her hairline, feeling his rock-hard cock rubbing between her ass cheeks.

  “Awww, what a tease…” She whimpered, as he cupped her breasts from behind. Squeezing them, he started leaving more, tender kisses in a soft trail all the way down her spine, as thick drops of precum rolled down his shaft. Dominic lightly pinched her nipples, as her ass got closer and closer. He pressed her nipples together, the scent of her pussy juices adding to his arousal, as he planted one last kiss on her body, just above her butt crack. Releasing her breasts, he brought his hands down on her hips. Marianne’s body stiffened, a sexy moan leaving her lips, as his mouth landed on her supple flesh. Dominic began to plant long, fervent kisses all over her ass cheeks, as she reached behind her back. She knitted her fingers through his hair, savoring the attention, as his lips sent waves of pleasure up her body. The feel of her moist flesh against his face sent him one step closer to heaven, but, the sight of her glistening pussy lips so close to his mouth proved too hard to resist. Dominic moved his hands down her body and spread her ass cheeks, eager to taste her juices.

  “Awwwww, my God!” Marianne moaned, squeezing her eyes shut, as he slowly kissed his way down her soaking wet pussy. He stuck his tongue out, as he massaged her ass. She pressed his head against her, as the tip made contact with her hard, swollen clit. Dominic sucked it into his mouth, her groans of pleasure audible over the music, as he stimulated every nerve in her body. He nipped her clit, as her pussy muscles flexed faster and faster. Squeezing her ass, he flicked his tongue against her sensitive nub, as she rocked her hips back and forth. But Dominic was not content just by touching her there. He let go of her right butt cheek. Feeling her moisture on the tip of his thumb, he teased her by circling her entrance, grunting as he kissed her clit harder.

  “I’m going to come, baby!” Marianne’s loud, lustful groan resounded in the steam room, as he slipped his middle finger into her. Willing to arouse her even further, he would not maintain a slow pace. Her juices drenched his skin, his deep penetration sending her to realms of uncharted ecstasy, as he flicked his tongue across her clit. Marianne’s body tensed, as she was overtaken by a powerful orgasm that had her back arching with pleasure. Enjoying the taste of her juices in his mouth, he gently pulled his finger out of her shaking pussy, as she released his hair, gasping for breath. He kissed his way up her right butt cheek, when he felt her firm grip on his wrist.

  “Stop teasing me…” she said, her voice charged with unbridled lust, as their gazes met. Dominic gave her a crooked smile, as he sat up. Staring down at her ass, he grabbed his cock. He aligned it with her entrance, desperate for release, as she put her hand back down on the floor. The sensation of her wetness on his cockhead made him bite his lower lip. An even longer, lust-filled moan coaxed from Marianne’s lips, as her pussy engulfed his big, stiff cock. Tightly gripping her hips, Dominic began to rock into her, watching as tiny drops of water streamed down her back.

  “It feels so good inside you…” he grunted while squeezing her flesh; his long, hard thrusts quenching her desire. All of a sudden, she looked up at him over her right shoulder yet again. But this time, Marianne didn’t speak. She maintained eye contact with him, her mouth wide open, as he ran his right hand up her back. Dominic gathered her hair and pulled gently.

  “Ooooh yeah, baby…” Her deep, growling moan drove him crazy with lust. He could no longer maintain a slow pace. As he loosened his grip on her hair, she did something that he enjoyed even more. Marianne reached behind her back and grabbed him by the wrist, before looking up at him once more. With a mischievous smile on his face, Dominic slid his hand down her back. His toned muscles flexed with each thrust, his cock pulsing inside her, as his balls slapped against her clit. Rolling her gaze down his body, she licked her lips like a hungry predator, her moans audible over his. Marianne’s body tensed, as he slapped her ass to the point of pleasure. Dominic squeezed it first and then dug his fingernails into her flesh, feeling her warmth and her moisture around his shaft.

  “That’s it!” She groaned, tightening her grip on his wrist. “Give it to me, baby. Make me come again…”

  Her encouragement sounded like music to his ears. Straight away, he quickened his pace, grabbing her by the hips. By now, he was rocking into her faster and harder than ever before. Drops of sweat were streaming down his brow and his rock-hard pecs, the hungry look in her eyes turning him on even further, as he pounded her from behind. Dominic averted his gaze from her face and preferred to look down at her ass. Water was dripping down her butt cheeks, as they wobbled with each thrust. He collected it with his hand and lifted his hand to his mouth, returning his attention to her face. Catching a glimpse of her bouncing breast, he put his index and middle fingers into his mouth.

  “God, that’s so hot!” Marianne whimpered, biting her lower lip. “I’m coming, baby!”

  Dominic was relieved to hear her words. He had been struggling to withhold his orgasm. Feeling her wetness on his groin, he grabbed and held onto her hip. Marianne eased her grip on his wrist and grazed her fingers up his arm, moaning louder and deeper by the second. Before long, she wrapped them around his forearm, overwhelmed by the feel of his massive cock in her depths. Taken over by lust, Marianne climaxed with bursts of orgasmic shivers, her moans resounding around the suite, as her juices overflowed out of her. Dominic would not pull out. His whole body shook, as he exploded deep inside her, his grunts coming from deep down his throat as he filled her with his juices. He tumbled to the floor and rolled over onto his back, exhausted and panting for breath. She flung her leg over his hip and lay on top of him, exhaling hard as she snuggled up against his chest.

  “Oh, baby…” Marianne purred like a contented cat. “I’m still shivering.”

  “I’m dizzy.” Dominic gave a short laugh. “I think the room is spinning.”

  “Normally, I’d ask what you got planned.” She smiled up at him. “But, I won’t. I’m curious to see what you have in mind for our last night together.”

  “Our last night? I don’t think so.” He put a little force in his voice.

  “What?” His statement wiped the smile off her face.

  “You heard me.” Dominic took a deep breath. “I don’t want us to end like this.”

  “I’m afraid we don’t have much choice.” Marianne said in a voice that had become wobbly.

  “Why’s that?” He asked, as tension tightened the back of his neck.

  “It’s a long story.” She heaved a long, heavy sigh. “And we’ve both had a long, hard day. I’ll tell you about it tomorrow. Why don’t we go grab some dinner? I’m starving.”

  “Okay.” Dominic nodded, as her words in the hospital room flashed through his mind:

  “Work’s not the only reason I can’t stay.”

  You got me curious, Marianne. I know long distance can be hard, but why won’t you even consider it? Is there someone else in the US? Stop speculating, Dominic. Let’s wait for what she has to say. She’d better have a good explanation for this.

  23

  Dominic and Marianne went out for dinner at a fancy restaurant nearby. The owner had known him for years and she didn’t miss the chance of asking him a few questions about Dominic. The story she had referred to affected his mood. He did not speak much. However, right after they left Montmartre, it all changed, when she asked him to take her to Pont de Bir-Hakeim. Spanning the River Seine, it was one of the most beautiful bridges in Paris. It featured a pillared walkway, with breathtaking views of the Eiffel tower and the river. Dominic absolutely loved that place. He had been dreaming about kissing someone there. And, later that night,
his beloved Marianne would grant his wish, filling his heart with joy, as they kissed under the stars. Their romantic moment pushed away all negative thoughts. In high spirits, Dominic held her in his arms, in the hope that he would manage to change her mind, regardless of what she had to say to him. After walking up and down the bank of the Seine, the young couple decided to return to their hotel.

  The next morning, as he slid his hand up the sheets, Dominic opened his blurry eyes. Marianne was not there. He swiped the blanket away and looked around him. She was not in the room, either. He thought nothing of it, believing she was still somewhere in the suite. Just as he was about to get up though, Dominic noticed the edge of a pink envelope under her pillow. His stomach chilled in fear, as he took it in his hands. He pulled a lengthy, tear-smudged letter out of the envelope, feeling his heart ready to burst out of his chest.

  “My dearest Dominic,

  It’s me. The girl you welcomed to your castle, seven days ago. Your little bird. But my name is not Marianne. That’s why you don’t recognize the handwriting. Marianne is my twin sister. My real name is Rachel. Before you tear this letter up, please read what I have to say.

  My sister is a great woman. Smart, funny, sensitive… She sees the good in people. But, she made a mistake. A while back, she slept with her editor. She got pregnant. Of course, she freaked out when she found out. The guy is married and already has two kids. He asked her to have an abortion. She wouldn’t budge, though. She thought it was cold-blooded murder. Then, he threatened to fire her, if she told anybody he was the father. That son of a bitch wouldn’t recognize the baby, either.

  Anyway, three weeks before her trip to Paris, we were talking on the phone, when her editor’s wife overheard her saying he was the father. He lost it. They got into this huge argument. Poor Marianne… She tried to run after his wife and fell down the stairs. The doctors were able to save her baby. He’s four weeks premature, but he survived. My sister lost too much blood. She fell into a coma. They don’t know if she will wake up. My friend, Kate, suggested I take her place on this trip. After all, we’re identical, I was familiar with her work, I knew everything about her and I had three weeks to prepare for it. I even learned more about her relationship with Melanie and studied their chat history. Luckily for me, she hadn’t told her anything about her pregnancy. I discussed it with her editor. He loved it. He gave me a list of questions and sent me on my way, but, before I left his office, he said that if I disclosed my real identity, he would fire her immediately. A revelation like that would discredit the paper. He also said that if I kept my mouth shut, he would recognize the baby.