Forbidden

by Vanessa Devereaux

  And then there was the question of where he was going to work. He should head to one of the local hospitals tomorrow and maybe put the wheels in motion.

  The front door opened and, a few minutes later, Maggie stepped into the room with a few snowflakes on her shoulders.

  “I might need to buy some long underwear while I’m here,” he said before he planted a kiss on her lips.

  “I thought you had me to keep you warm.” She took off her coat and shook off the rest of the snow.

  “I do and I’m going to snuggle up close to you in bed tonight.”

  “Then we should head to the mall as soon as we can.”

  * * * *

  Maggie liked shopping with Jon, Christmas carols flowing through the mall, Christmas trees glittering all around them. And holding hands. A few people had glanced their way when they’d walked by. She was sure they’d noticed the age difference but, thank goodness with her loose-fitting coat, no one could see that she was also pregnant.

  “You sure you don’t need to rest, get something to drink maybe?” Jon asked.

  “I’m fine, really.”

  “Okay, but don’t overdo things.”

  “You want to come to my doctor’s appointment with me tomorrow afternoon?”

  “Sure, I’d love to. And then I want to take you out for a meal to some place we can get all dressed up, somewhere romantic, if that’s okay with you?”

  “That sounds like—”

  “Maggie.” A woman from the local Chamber of Commerce called a cheery greeting. Of all the people to run into, she was the nosiest of the bunch. Today she was wearing a mink coat and long black boots and, of course, her customary rings on almost all her fingers.

  “I thought that was you,” she said, looking at Jon, then glancing at his fingers intertwined with Maggie’s.

  “Hi, Jeanie. Jeanie, this is my friend, Jon, he’s visiting from Mallorca. Jon, Jeanie’s a fellow member of the local Chamber of Commerce.”

  He let go of Maggie’s hand and shook Jeanie’s before slipping his straight back into Maggie’s palm.

  “And what do you do, Jon?” Jeanie was checking him out, eyeing him from head to toe without blinking.

  “I’m a doctor.” He glanced at Maggie. Had he sensed Jeanie’s eyes on him, too?

  “Really? You look too young.”

  Maggie squeezed Jon’s hand. He grinned.

  “Are you here doing some Christmas shopping?” Maggie asked.

  “Yes, I’m nearly done. How about you?”

  “Just browsing,” Maggie said.

  Silence fell, and then Jeanie said, “Well, I should get going. Nice to have met you, Jon. Maggie, hope to see you at our next business breakfast.”

  “I’ll be there.”

  Maggie watched as Jeanie walked away, pressing numbers on her cell phone as she threaded through the crowds.

  “She’s one of the biggest gossips around so I’m sure the news will travel fast that I have a young lover. And I can’t wait to see her face when she learns that I’m pregnant.”

  Both of them burst out laughing.

  * * * *

  This was wonderful and exactly how he'd imagined things would be for them. Both sitting on the couch, snuggling in front of a warm fire. He with a bottle of beer, Maggie with, well, he’d imagined her sipping wine, but now she drank sparkling water. Her head rested on his chest as they listened to a CD of romantic Christmas music.

  He took a swig of beer before kissing Maggie’s forehead. She ran her hand down his belly, then let it travel upwards under his sweater as she kissed him on the lips. They continued to kiss as she reached for the waistband of his jeans. She tugged at the button until it opened, then slid his zipper down over his hardening cock. He was becoming aroused just thinking about what she had in store for him.

  Maggie’s hand slid into the opening of his boxers. Boy, was he glad he’d worn those and not briefs today. Easy access for her hands to do their magic. Waves of pleasure shot through his balls as she stroked his cock, which got harder with each pass of her fingers.

  “I think it’s time for your reward,” she whispered as she playfully squeezed his balls.

  She slid off the couch and on to the floor, pulling out his now very erect cock from the opening in his shorts.

  He’d be getting his blowjob any minute, but there was one more thing he wanted her to do before things got underway. “Take your clothes off before you do anything else,” he said.

  Maggie didn’t say anything but pulled her sweater over her head, then unclasped her bra and threw them both on the floor.

  Jon swallowed. The only illumination in the room was from the lights on the Christmas tree and the flickering of the logs as they burned in the fireplace. She looked gorgeous as a shadow fell across her nipples. Maggie pushed her jeans and panties down her legs and stepped out of them.

  “You’re a goddess,” he said as she knelt before him.

  Smiling, she took his cock in her hand, then leant forward, licking the tip of it before ever so slowly taking him into her mouth. She circled the circumference with her tongue. It tickled, it was seductive…it felt so good.

  He groaned as she flicked the entire shaft with the very tip of her tongue. His cock pulsated and shots of sheer pleasure zipped through his balls. She began to suck him.

  Jon rested his head back on the couch as Maggie slowly took him one step closer to sheer bliss. He ran his hand over his forehead. Fuck, she was driving him crazy as she sucked and licked, taking him ever deeper inside her mouth.

  “Maggie…” He could barely get her name out, to tell her he was about to climax. However, she knew his body well by now and must have sensed he was on the brink of something wonderful because she slipped his cock out of her mouth and rested it between her gorgeous tits.

  Jon shook as he came, calling her name. He looked at her as she wiped her chest.

  “God, Maggie, that was worth a whole bakery of ensaimades.”

  She clambered up his body and rested beside him. Her nipples were hard and standing up like soldiers on guard. He reached out and tugged the left one before kissing her neck. He reached between her legs. “You feel up to making love tonight?” he whispered.

  “Thought you’d never ask.”

  “Guess we can do away with condoms now.”

  “Yeah, I think we’re way beyond those,” Maggie said.

  He slid his index finger over her clit. She was burning.

  “It’s going to be a first for me.”

  “What is?” Maggie asked.

  “Being inside a woman without a condom.”

  “You mean you’ve never had a girlfriend who was on the Pill?”

  “Sure, but I didn’t trust her enough not to have a back-up plan. I always thought she might forget to take them accidentally on purpose.”

  “Jon, I feel so bad that you’ve been so careful and then I end up getting pregnant.”

  He kissed her neck again. “It’s not your fault…it’s probably mine. Remember when we ran out of condoms and I found that package in the bathroom cabinet?”

  Maggie nodded. “They saved our wonderful evening of marathon sex.”

  “I think that’s the night you got pregnant. I’d had them a year. I remembered how old they were because I was dating a fellow med student and I put them in there thinking we’d…well, you know…but we broke up earlier that night because she wanted a commitment. I didn’t and she walked out. So we never used them and I forgot they were there until…”

  “We needed them.”

  “So blame me,” Jon said.

  “I can’t do that, especially when you have your fingers so near my pussy.”

  He slid two inside her, feeling her wetness, heat and tightness.

  “I’ve never had an orgasm while I’ve been pregnant.”

  “Then let’s see what I can do about that.”

  * * * *

  Jon carried her to the bedroom and set her down on the bed. “Tonight I wan
t to slide into you as slow as I can so I can savour the enjoyment of being condom-free inside you,” he whispered in her ear. The tip of his cock touched her entrance and then inch by inch he gently pushed it farther into her until she was stretched to the max.

  It felt so wonderful to have him inside her, being this close to him once again. She wrapped her legs around his thighs as he began to take her, slow and gentle. Maggie held his arms, caressing the outline of his biceps as he supported his weight, obviously extra careful not to press too hard on her body. His belly grazed her bump on each thrust. It tickled, almost making it erotic.

  Jon picked up his pace, doing his best to keep most of his weight off her, which was a plus for Maggie. His cock hit the sweet spot with every push.

  She took a deep breath, wondering if she would orgasm. Anything with Jon was possible. He was moving her closer to the answer. Her pussy pulled and pulsated. Maggie knew paradise wasn’t far away. She raised her hips just as Jon plunged harder. She was lightheaded and her heart beat double time. Ripples upon ripples pulsated through her pussy and stomach, the orgasm feeling different from others she’d experienced, even before getting pregnant.

  She gripped his arms, hearing him moan, groan, and then pant. A few minutes later she felt him explode inside her for the very first time.

  “I know you had an orgasm because I felt your pussy tighten like a vice,” Jon said sliding next to her.

  Maggie rolled over on to her side and placed her leg over on top of his body. “So what was it like inside me without a condom?”

  “I died and went to heaven.”

  Chapter Thirteen

  The night before had been wonderful. He'd been brought back to the ground with a sharp thud when he’d stopped by the hospital to see about interning so he could get his hours in for his US medical licence.

  What he learnt shocked him. Moving to the US… It was almost as if he’d never been a doctor. It would be like starting all over again, working long hours, being supervised, studying…and having twins to help care for on top of all that. The simple solution was to have Maggie move to Mallorca. She could run an interior decorating business there. His mother had until she’d retired ten years ago. If he charmed his mom enough, she might even have some valuable contacts that Maggie could use to get her foot in the door. She could work out of the house and his mom would babysit if needed, allowing Maggie to head out to meet clients. He’d even hire a nanny for her if that’s what she wanted. They’d have two incomes, houses were cheaper… She could even be just a wife and mother. But wait, wasn’t that the reason she and her ex-husband had gone their separate ways?

  “Is something wrong?”

  He’d been miles away and hadn’t felt Maggie’s hand squeeze his as they waited for her to see the doctor.

  “What? No, I was just looking at the charts on the wall.”

  He was lying. He hated doing it but didn’t want to upset her in any way. They’d taken her blood pressure before they’d entered the examining room. Her BP was slightly elevated, which worried him, owing to her age. He squeezed her hand back. If anything should happen to her now he’d never live with himself.

  The doctor knocked on the door before heading in.

  “Dr Varney, this is Jon Gunderson. Dr Gunderson, I should say,” Maggie said.

  “Pleased to meet you.” He shook Jon’s hand, then sat on a stool. “So, how are you feeling, Maggie?”

  “Okay, so far.”

  “Everything looks good and we won’t worry too much about the blood pressure, but just keep our eye on it. Now, let’s talk about delivery. I think I mentioned, because of your age and the fact you’re having twins, we need to go with a C-section.”

  Maggie paled. Had the doctor noticed? She was clearly overwhelmed. Jon was, too.

  “I hope I’ll be allowed to be with her for that,” Jon said.

  “Of course. Wouldn’t want it any other way. I’ve booked it for June sixteenth at ten in the morning,” Dr Varney said.

  * * * *

  Maggie hadn’t let on that she was scared to death at the thought of having to be cut open. On the plus side, Dr Varney told her, there’d be no labour pains and no pushing this time around. But she’d spend more time in the hospital and would need more time to recover. She’d also be away from her business that much longer, too.

  “Maggie, you’re miles away,” Jon said.

  “What? Oh, sorry.”

  She hadn’t seen the waiter standing at their table asking if she wanted to see the dessert tray. “No, thanks, I’m full already.”

  That was true. They’d both enjoyed lobster linguine that had been out of this world. Maggie usually left something on her plate but tonight she’d been starving. Eating for three probably did that to a woman.

  “Just bring the bill when you pass by again,” Jon said, leaning back in his chair.

  “I think I ate too much already. That was a wonderful meal,” she said, rubbing her stomach.

  “Glad you enjoyed it. So what were you thinking about? You were staring out the window for what seemed like ages.”

  She’d own up to her fears. Everyone had them, right? “The C-section I'll need. I’ve never had an operation before.”

  “It’s a simple procedure and you won’t even need a general anaesthetic, just an epidural and that’s pretty straightforward too.” He put his hand across the table, found hers and squeezed. “I’ll be with you every second and I promise I won’t let anything happen to you.”

  The waiter placed the bill on a plate that also contained two mint chocolates.

  Maggie looked out the window. “Looks like it’s snowing again.” She reached for one of the mints, unwrapped it and popped it into her mouth. Her first craving of her pregnancy had been chocolate. This one melted on her tongue.

  “Does it always snow or sleet around here?” Jon asked.

  “Not all the time, but it is winter.”

  “What do guys who don’t have a sexy woman like you do to keep warm this time of the year?”

  “They freeze.”

  * * * *

  Jon grabbed her from behind and pulled her in close to him. His cock pressed into her ass cheeks as he ran his mouth down her neck and squeezed both her breasts. “I’m freezing. Even my cock is cold. You want to warm it up for me?” He rubbed it up and down between her cheeks.

  “There’s somewhere warmer you could put it.”

  “Where would that be?”

  “Figure it out.”

  “Are you being naughty tonight?”

  “You like me being that way?”

  “I love it,” he whispered. He pushed the tip of his cock downward until it met with the entrance of her pussy. “Am I heading in the right direction?”

  “You’re very close.”

  He smacked her on the bottom before gently pushing her down until her palms were flat on the bed. Jon’s cock slid into her, filling her so much she had to widen her stance. He brought his hand around and held her tummy as his thighs slapped into her butt. “Oh, Maggie, I’m so sorry…I’m…”

  Jon filled her and then rested his head on her back.

  “It’s just you feel so tight now we’re not having to use a condom, and I tried to hang on so you could get some enjoyment but I couldn’t.” He kissed every little inch of her spine before pulling out of her. He turned her around to face him. “Let me make it up to you.”

  His fingers found her clit. She lifted one leg and placed one foot on the bed to give Jon full access. He kissed and nipped her lower lip as he plunged two fingers in and out of her pussy, pumping her until she cried out and found her own release.

  They stood kissing for what seemed forever before Jon told her to get into bed so they could snuggle all night.

  * * * *

  Jon loved waking up seeing Maggie still asleep. He was sure she was getting more beautiful. She was on her back; the covers had fallen away from her chest. Her nipples were taut, probably from the cold air in the room. He blew
on one and woke her. Probably shouldn’t have done that. He leaned over and kissed her.

  “It’s Christmas Eve, isn’t it?” she asked.

  “Yeah, no work for you today. You’re all mine and I’m going to keep you in bed.”

  “Sorry, we can’t do that. We have to go to Katie’s for supper and gift opening tonight. You have to meet Annie and Sarah.”

  He wanted to say Do we really need to? but that would seem rude. Her family was important to her and he had to meet her other daughters at some point. However, in all honesty he wanted her all to himself this Christmas.

  He slid his hand down under the covers and over her tummy.

  “Guess I won’t be able to wear a bikini ever again. I mean I’ll have a scar.”

  “They cut below your bikini line.” He drew his finger across her stomach. “And you’d be surprised at how quickly the scars fade. You’ll be back in a bikini in no time.” Jon ran his hand over her tummy again just as the doorbell rang.

  “You expecting anyone?” he asked.

  Maggie shook her head.

  “You want me to go?”

  “Would you?”

  “Sure.”

  Jon pulled on his sweats and headed to the door. When he opened it the Fed-Ex guy was leaving, having delivered a package. Jon picked it up, smiling when he saw his mother’s address. And it was addressed to Maggie, not him. If it wasn’t a bomb, maybe she was starting to accept that he loved Maggie and that their relationship wasn’t just a quick fling, but the real deal. Of course, now she knew that Maggie was expecting her grandchild it probably had swung things in her favour.

  He walked into the bedroom and placed the package on the bed in front of Maggie. “It’s from my mother.” He sat beside her.

  Maggie just stared at the package.

  “Are you going to physically open it or do it by telepathy?”

  “Did you tell her I was pregnant?”

  “Yes, just before I left.”

  “I’m sure she hates me more now. You think it’s an explosive device?”

  “I don’t think Mom would go that far and I’m sure she doesn’t hate you. Just the opposite and I think that’s why you’re the recipient of this gift, so open it.”

  Maggie tore off the tape, which Jon collected and rolled into a ball. She opened the box and lifted out something covered in Christmas paper. The card taped to it had her name written across the front.