Taboo Desires: Dirty Forbidden Secrets Bundle (The Complete Miranda Cougar Collection)

by Miranda Cougar

  Skylen wanted to punch someone, but instead he decided to imitate his best friend Harvey’s cool zen-like demeanor and find a way to salvage the wreckage that was this flight. He relaxed his clenched fists, lifted his hands to his head and slid his fingers into his thick wavy brown hair, slowly working his fingers into his scalp and massaging away his anger.

  Skylen watched the back of Stephanie's skirt blow up as she walked down the tarmac in front of him. So sexy. The combined scent of her arousal and her cinnamon apple perfume wafted into his nostrils as he took a deep cleansing breath and allowed his fingers to fall away from his mane and slide down and grip the back of his neck.

  Mmm…she smells good enough to eat. His mind wandered to fantasies of hitching up her skirt, laying her down on his mahogany conference table and spreading her thick sexy thighs apart so he could explore the source of her scent. He had to swallow twice as he imagined his fingers sliding along her slick shiny folds and his tongue lapping at her hot pink pussy, drinking in her delicious flavor.

  “Thank you again for inviting us, Mr. Carlisle.”

  Skylen turned around and nodded kindly, even though he was irritated that the overeager head of the Cupcake Seductions team had interrupted his fantasy. He turned to face forward again, and overcorrected his slight limp as they all continued to walk toward his private jet; first Stephanie, then him, followed by the eight members of the Cupcake Seductions team.

  Fuck me. That’s intense! Waves of pain rippled down to his thighs, then up to his stomach, and then back down and settled below his cock. Skylen’s blue balls were a ruthless reminder that even his libido was a slave to his job as CEO of Carlisle Family Brands. He’d inherited the position as head of his family’s multi-billion dollar business empire a mere four years earlier. And he knew that as the new heir to the family empire, he still had a lot to prove.

  It wasn’t enough that he’d already increased every member of his family’s net worth by tens of millions of dollars. As the son chosen to inherit the throne, he could never stop pushing forward on new money making projects and he could never allow his personal desires to get in the way of growing his family’s fortunes.

  Skylen looked forward at Stephanie with need. He needed to make her see they were perfect for each other. If he couldn’t convince her they belonged together, then every sacrifice he’d made during the last seven months of his life had been for nothing. Time wasted. No loving wife gained. He’d still be all alone, lost in the sandstorm of obligation and responsibility that had become his life the day he became family CEO. Stephanie was to be his oasis, his curvy goddess, and he planned to worship at the refreshing waters of her desire every day of his life.

  Seven months ago, Skylen had completely abandoned all personal pursuits and any semblance of a satisfying sex life in order to pursue his desire for a wife. He’d worked tirelessly to make himself CEO of Mountain Peak Enterprises, develop the Grand Buffet and focus on his search for his perfect mate, all the while fulfilling all of his responsibilities as CEO of the family business.

  When the operating board of Carlisle Family Brands thought he was spreading himself too thin and devoting too much time to a single company he’d even agreed to give up control over his personal schedule. That’s how much the control freak wanted to find the curvy love of his life. Now he regretted his decision to grant the board the power to adjust his personal calendar. It had seemed like a good compromise at first; an acceptable way to squeeze a few extra hours of productivity out of each harried week.

  But recently, these schedule optimizations hadn’t been the productivity enhancers they were supposed to be. They had simply been getting in the way of his search for a wife and his enjoyment of life. Without this latest schedule change, for example, his cock would be buried balls deep in Stephanie’s luxurious pussy right now, not trapped inside the prison of his pants, the thick rod of his erection slapping uselessly against his inner thigh.

  Skylen released a low growl. He was regretting his decision to behave like a gentleman and allow Stephanie to walk ahead of him on the staircase leading up to the jet. Watching her round ass bounce and jiggle right in front of his face wasn’t helping to ease the throbbing in his cock or the painful tension balls. Instead, the hypnotic swaying of her wide shapely bottom stroked his pain and threatened to drop him down to his knees.

  Every muscle of his body ached with the agony of his denied release. And Stephanie’s seductions weren’t helping the situation. She was clearly, purposely exaggerating the movement of her beautiful curvy body as she climbed the stairs in front of him. Skylen was sure she knew the power her movements had over him and she was teasing and tempting his cock; urging him to take action. She wanted him to own her body. She wanted him now.

  Skylen kept watching her from behind, enjoying the way her skin tight powder pink sweater clung to her love handles as she moved. As they continued to climb, he wished he could grab her at her waist, spin her shapely body around and devour her with his mouth. He wanted to adore every inch of her body with his lips. And he wanted to see the expression on her face when he moved to claim her mouth with his lips and tongue.

  He imagined her hazel eyes closed tight and her lips parted ever so slightly, the two ruby jewels curved to form the same smoldering hot pucker she'd worn the previous afternoon in his office. Remembering the way she’d licked her lips, and panted for air the first time he’d kissed her sent a rush of hot blood pumping straight to his cock.

  How would her body respond to his if he lifted her up off the staircase right now and kissed her from head to toe? He wished he could ignore the eight unwanted guests walking behind them and find out. His cock ached with unfulfilled need. Instinctively, he lifted one of his clenched fists to his mouth and growled into it.

  Chapter 15

  Stephanie

  Stephanie was the first of the group to step up and into the company jet. She glanced left and saw a long oval mahogany conference table surrounded by twelve cream-colored, pillow top leather chairs similar to the two in Skylen’s office. Just past the conference table were a series of nineteen similarly plush airplane seats and behind them was a tall onyx wall separating the passenger’s cabin from the pilot’s cockpit.

  Immediately to her right was another floor to ceiling onyx wall followed by a brightly lit hallway, which lead to an unseen area of the plane. Her heart thumped in her chest. Which direction should she turn and where should she sit? She felt her palms moisten. She didn’t know the correct protocol to follow, and she didn’t want to embarrass herself or her boss by sitting somewhere she shouldn’t. Her stomach clenched with the stress of her decision.

  Relief came in the form of a full-figured stewardess with a nametag that read Marlena who walked up to her wearing a white pencil skirt with a sunshine yellow fitted top. “You must be Miss Rain,” she said gently parting her swollen bee-sting lips to speak. “Please follow me down the hallway to Mr. Carlisle’s private office.” Stephanie’s chest unhitched.

  “Yes, of course” she thanked the strawberry-blonde stewardess and then proceeded to follow the shapely woman down the long hallway past a pair of bathrooms, a tiny kitchen, and a recreation room. Stephanie’s thighs and calves burned with every step she took. She hadn’t realized that she would have such a long trek from the tiny airport terminal to the private jet and then up a tall staircase before she actually made it inside the plane. In her mind, she’d pictured the company plane as a small commuter jet, but this jet was the opposite of small, its luxury was massive.

  She wasn’t one to typically walk long distances in heels and her legs were growing increasingly wobbly with every step she took. She’d felt her hips shaking wildly on her ascent up the stairs and she hoped that Skylen and the Cupcake Seductions team hadn’t noticed how out of control her gait had been. The itinerary Skylen emailed her didn’t mention that the flight would include a business meeting. Had she known, she would have dressed less like a sexpot and more like a professional secretary. Note t
o self. Skylen is one unpredictable alpha male. In the future, be prepared for anything.

  “I am your personal hostess for this flight,” Marlena said as she directed Stephanie and Skylen to sit in their assigned seats against the mahogany back wall of Skylen’s office. Once they were seated, she commenced with her safety demonstration. Stephanie’s thighs and calves twitched with relief as she sunk into the comfort of her leather chair and watched Marlena point out the path to the emergency exits.

  Because of the distraction of her legs, it took several minutes for her to notice that for such a well-appointed and spacious office, hers and Skylen’s chairs sat surprisingly close together. Stephanie found herself caught off guard by the intimacy of the seating arrangement.

  The chairs in the main cabin had appeared to be spaced generously far apart, allowing each passenger plenty of room to move around. But, with this intimate office seating, her forearm was in constant contact with the soft wool of Skylen’s suit. The longer she sat with her arm rubbing up against his, the more she found herself feeling timid about the contract she’d signed only 14 hours earlier; the one where she’d promised to have naughty sex with the handsome billionaire in exchange for food.

  Marlena must have noticed her discomfort. “You’ll be able to move around the cabin as soon as we make our ascent. Please call me if there’s any way I can help to make your flight more enjoyable.” Their buxom hostess pertly tilted her head to one side and then left Stephanie and Skylen to sit, alone inside the private office, their bodies jammed together like hot sugary sweet rolls pulled freshly out the oven.

  The heat of desire blazed off Skylen’s body. His warm fingers pushed their way towards hers and curled over her, tightening their grip as he took her hand in his. Turning to face her, he caught her gaze with his smoky brown eyes. Her personal space invaded, Stephanie closed her eyes to escape the penetrating power of his stare.

  What have I gotten myself into?

  **Skylen**

  “You smell delicious” were the first words out of Skylen’s mouth as he lifted up the arm rests that separated them and moved his hand under the flowing fabric of her skirt. “Spread your legs for me.” He growled and it took her a few moments, but she obeyed, splaying herself wide open for him. With quick precision, he hooked his fingers under the side of her lace panties and tugged them to one side, giving him full access to her already sopping wet slit.

  “Mmm…you’re so wet for me.” He groaned.

  Stephanie moaned as he slid one finger down and over and her clit and slipped it inside her cunt. Her expression of pleasure fueled his passion and he gently proceeded to fuck her with his finger, enjoying the wetness of her slippery walls as they clenched around him. He wanted to feel more of her, so he slid another finger inside her pussy and fucked her tenderly with both of his eager fingers. Watching her face contort into even more expressive displays of pleasure while he moved his fingers in and out of her hot wet cunt was the most erotic experience he’d had, well, ever.

  “I’ll feed you again, today,” he whispered as he rubbed her slick arousal up and down the length of her warm folds. “You’re perfect. So warm and wet for me. So beautiful.” She was panting now and her full thighs were squeezing his hand, hard. If unbuckling his seatbelt wouldn’t have alerted the stewardess to enter the room, he’d already have unstrapped himself, dropped down to his knees, and settled his face between Stephanie’s soft and powerful thighs. He’d have driven his fingers more deeply inside her and used his tongue to hungrily lap at her clit and drink up her juices. For now, however, he’d have to be satisfied with pleasuring her using only the skill of his one hand.

  He curled the tips of his fingers inside her, expertly stroking her sensitive walls and pleasuring her in every way he knew how. She was mewling now and licking her lips. He worked her cunt and clit with his hand for several more minutes before her ass lifted off her chair, her hips bucked, and series of mini spasms fluttered against his fingers. His insistent hand continued to massage her through her climax and a wicked smile curved up the corners of his lips as he watched her roll her head to the side in bliss.

  He was thrilled that she’d come but slightly disappointed that he hadn’t done a better job of pleasuring her. He wished he’d made her come harder. Perhaps she was the sort of woman who required oral pleasure to really explode. Skylen made a mental note. I must pleasure Stephanie with my tongue at my first opportunity.

  This was new for him; him pleasuring his woman first. When it came to enjoying sex with his female property, he had a rule: I always come first. He’d always made a point to behave like a selfish dick when it came to his first sexual contact with his conquests. He’d entice his women into pleasuring him with their mouths and then he wouldn’t allow them to come until after he’d climaxed onto their hot eager tongues. That way it was clear that the relationship had a hierarchy; he was the boss and the one in complete control, the one whose pleasure mattered most.

  Now, he was still in complete control, but it was Stephanie’s pleasure that mattered most and he was unsure how he should proceed with her. This was the first time he’d even allowed a sexual encounter to approach becoming romantic.

  Her coming first was a good way to start. It was definitely romantic. Yep. Romantic as hell. He struggled to reassure himself, his mind flashing back to when he was still an inexperienced teenager and not the sexually suave man he was today. He questioned himself. How best can I make her crave me? How will I drive her body completely over the edge? He thought back to the romance of last night when he’d delivered her a pizza. I know. I’ll feed her.

  Chapter 16

  Stephanie

  Damn, Skylen Carlisle’s hot. Hot and nasty as hell. He’s already got me open wide and cumming for him on his private jet. The way he owns my body has me lit, on fire.

  Stephanie lifted the in-flight menu off the table beside her and fanned herself with it. She was still overheated and giddy with the high of her orgasm. Suddenly, and without her consent, her lips burst open and a gaggle of giggling flew out of her wide open mouth.

  Fire burned her cheeks red hot. Oh god, someone, anyone, please stop me from embarrassing myself any further. Despite her efforts to regain her composure, she couldn’t stop grinning and laughing. She felt silly, like some inexperienced schoolgirl who’d just climaxed for the first time. Oh, please. She begged her vocal cords to calm down and behave.

  Relief blanketed her nerves when Skylen authoritatively took the back of her neck in one hand, his strength steadying her. Ice cooled fire as he pressed his iron-firm mouth over hers absorbing and quieting her laughter with his lips. “That’s better,” He snorted, offering up a chuckle of his own as his mouth left hers and he sat back in his seat. Stephanie found herself panting into the air again. Damn.

  Ding! The fasten seatbelts sign flashed off and the pilot made the announcement that all passengers were now free to walk around the airplane.

  “You’re absolutely adorable.” Skylen let out a loud boisterous laugh. “Let’s get some food in you.”

  He pushed the in-flight intercom and asked Marlena to bring in a tray with a single red velvet cupcake. Within seconds, Marlena sauntered in carrying the cupcake, handed the tray to Skylen and then discreetly exited the room. A drop of drool slipped down the corner of Stephanie’s mouth as she eyed the cupcake in Skylen’s hand. It seemed strange to recognize a cupcake on site, but she recognized it alright. It was one of the decadent red velvet cakes from Skylen’s Grand Buffet. Red cake topped with whipped cream cheese frosting dusted with a coating of silver sugar. Its deliciousness sat in Skylen’s hand, mere inches from her lips.

  Her fingers trembled with restraint. She wanted to snatch the cupcake out of his hand and stuff it between her lips. Could she do that? Was snatching and stuffing allowed in a feeder/feedee relationship, or was she required to wait patiently for him to actually feed her the cupcake? She wished she’d done some internet research about what was deemed acceptable behavior in
this sort of situation. For now, she chose to err on the side of restraint. So far, she liked the things Skylen was doing to her body and she didn’t want their relationship, if it could be called that, to come to a premature end over something as silly as a red velvet cupcake.

  He held the cupcake up to her lips, taunting her with it, daring her to take a bite. Drool, unladylike and uncontrolled slipped from her lips. “Is that for me?” she questioned, fluttering her eyelashes and licking her lips, begging him to offer her a taste. Only, she didn’t just want a taste, she wanted to swallow the entire decadent dessert whole. Feel its moist sugar enter her mouth, slide down her throat and fill her empty belly. That’s what she wanted. Nothing less would satisfy her.

  Don’t go away delicious cupcake… Her lips turned down in a pout as she swiveled her head and watched Skylen reach around her body and place the cupcake down on the table beside her.

  Sweater off. Top and skirt also flung across the room. He pulled her up to her feet and made quick work of undressing her. Almost naked, she stood in front of him in just her push up bra and soaking wet lace panties. Swiftly, his fingers hooked around her panties at the frilly pink side bows and pulled them down to her ankles. Swiftly, he also dropped down to his knees in front of her.

  “Step out of your panties.”

  He ordered her to lift up each of her pink polka dot pumps and step out of her underwear, one heel at a time.

  With her bare feminine folds glistening mere inches from his face, waiting to be kissed, he pushed her hips backward with sudden direct force. “Help!” She screamed as she toppled back onto the seat of her leather chair, her heart flying up into her throat during her free fall. What in the hell..? She’d never had a man push her before and the sensation of flying backward was both infuriating and dizzying at the same time. She swallowed her heart back into her chest and prepared to give Skylen a piece of her mind.