Fake Fiancé, Real Love: Fake Fiance Accidental Marriage Box Set

by Dez Burke

  She shuddered and gasped, gushing out more cream that further dampened her already soaked underwear. He teased her some more, nipping her panties with his teeth and lapping against the slick fabric until the outline of her pussy seemed puffy with the rush of arousal filling the blood vessels there.

  Angela was panting and clutching at the sheets. She looked ready to erupt, her hips moving in a carnal dance of pleasure. To calm her from her sensual high, he stroked his hands up her slender calves, trailing his fingers up the back of her knees.

  When her breathing had become less ragged, he released her legs and settled his shoulders in between her spread thighs. Looking deeply up at her, he commanded her to touch her breasts. “I want to watch you play with those beautiful tits while you watch me.”

  Angela moaned and arched her back, cupping her luscious breasts obediently. She fondled them, her tongue snaking out to lick around her lips. Shane’s brain did that fogging over thing that happened anytime Angela’s utter sexiness went too much to his head. He had to slow the fuck down or this would be over too soon, his cum spurting on her thighs. It had been so long since he’d wanted anything like this with anyone.

  Not that the women hadn’t been beautiful. That high-priced escort, or all those other random women he’d met who’d tried to worm their way into his life. They’d all wanted something from him in their own way. Though his body might have been stirred; his heart and mind were far from them.

  With Angela, she engaged every part of his being until she was engrained right in his pores, even to the recesses of his cells. Weeks and weeks of wanting her had driven him to this; to the point he was almost shaking. From that moment she’d walked into his study in that sexy-sweet white dress and the hem teasing her knees, he’d wanted no other woman in his bed but her.

  And now she was here, laid out like a banquet. He didn’t know what good he’d done in the past to bring this to pass. Now he’d do whatever it took to keep her here. But first, he needed to feel the downpour of her nectar on his tongue, absent any more barriers.

  Using his index finger, he tugged aside the drenched panel of her panties. The sight of her sex made him groan deep in his gut as once again, his cock threatened to spill. It took all his hard-won self-control to keep him focused on the delightful task ahead of him.

  Angela’s labia was swollen, her soft inner thighs wet with lubrication down to the crack of her ass. Her clitoris stood fully erect, peeping from its hood just atop the thin sliver of pink flesh visible within her slit.

  His tongue edged close to her pussy by first licking over glassy inner thighs. Soon he was licking at her with his lips and dancing his tongue in circles around her clit.

  Just as he thought, her taste was divinely addictive, and even inflammatory. Nothing he’d ever tasted came close to this sexual ambrosia. The only thing wrong with that moment was that he couldn’t spend all night eating her out.

  But some other time, yes. Hours and hours would be taken just licking, sucking and delving deep into her with his tongue and lips. She’d pleasured him so selflessly and uninhibitedly. He would not only return the gesture; he would blow her freaking mind.

  To his satisfaction, he found her pulling hard on her nipples with her fingers when he looked up at her again.

  Fuck but she was hot. Now that he’d had just a bite of Angela’s warm pussy, he didn’t know if his taste buds would ever be craving anything else. All he’d ever want, ever need, was her.

  Once again, Shane had to remind himself that the future could wait. He had to make the here and now count. One thing was for sure, no way was he ever letting her go. Whatever it took he’d make her see how good it could be just over the horizon.

  They had hurdles; she was fiercely independent and he had to give up his damned pride and ease off worrying about how damaged he was on the outside. Angela had healed him and given his hope back in the outside world. Now all he could do to repay her was give her all the love and tenderness he had inside and give her the best reasons to stay.

  Love and tenderness...

  Shit! He was in deep.

  Those two words had never been in his vocabulary, even before the accident. He’d always felt the certainty that without his money, looks or power many of the women who flocked around him wouldn’t even be there. All his young life, he’d played the field. Pleasure was the name of the game and once he’d had his fill, the nameless female was out the door. Those who stuck around long enough to feel comfortable ended up getting the shock of their lives when he gave them the boot with the solace of compensation of either money or jewelry to keep them from being too upset by it.

  He’d been an ass. He knew that without being told.

  Now Shane liked to think he’d changed – for the better. And this beautiful, goddess had a lot to do with it. There was so much positive energy spilling out from her and he felt her goodness even beneath her vivacious shell.

  That one time in the entertainment room where she’d pulled him close to dance with him had been the moment he’d fallen head over heels. He’d always known he’d desired her but it took only that moment to realize he wanted to spend forever with this woman.

  And if he was lucky, forever would start tonight.

  THE GLIDE OF TONGUE over her pussy sent shock wave after shock wave through Angela. If she’d ever felt such pleasure, then it must have only been in her dreams. As the speed of the strokes of Shane’s tongue brushing up and down her pussy increased, so did the volume of her cries.

  Ecstasy so intense it was beyond imagination consumed her as she writhed beneath his tongue. Her panties had long been taken off, and now her thighs were pushed as far apart as they could go.

  Shane had lifted his hands to her heavy breasts bouncing on her chest as she squirmed, cupping them in his large palms and tweaking her nipples with his fingers while he lapped and sucked at her sex.

  She had no clue how he did what he did to her.

  Every single caress and flick from his fingers or tongue sent her into spasms of pleasure. She remembered how skillfully he’d touched her earlier, when she’d been bent above him. His hand could have easily brought her to climax in minutes. And now his tongue was guilty of being able to perform the same feat.

  But Shane never let her get that dangerously close, keeping her just on the knife’s edge of her climax. He took greater liberties with her body than any man she’d ever been with. He tongue-fucked her inner walls and smothered his face in her sex.

  Shane groaned tortuously against her mound, before his hand released one breast and stroked down her belly to suddenly twist his middle finger right into her slit.

  “Shane!” Angela cried out, half sobbing as he sucked and licked around her clit while his finger plunged relentlessly in and out of her pussy.

  He lapped up every drop she spilled, fucking her depths with that one finger and bringing stars to the back of her vision.

  Angela’s eyes fluttered closed and her spine arched, leaving just her shoulders and lower half still on the bed. And when he introduced not one but two fingers in addition to his probing tongue, Angela shook and bucked into him. She let out a high-pitched cry and made a grab for his hair, yanking hard before she came to her senses.

  “Shane! Oh God...sorry,” she apologized on a pant, “But you’re killing me right now.”

  “Then go wild Angela. I don’t mind,” he rasped over the nub of her aroused pink clit. “Grab hold of any piece of me you like.”

  Angela sobbed with a laugh, if that was possible. Sensually, she glided her hips beneath his mouth, sifting her fingers through his silky black hair and watching his face disappear once more in the crest of her thighs.

  Hot damn he could eat pussy. Like no man ever had. She hadn’t even known she could feel such pleasure just from the skillful manipulations of a man’s tongue and fingers. But she sensed that Shane applied more than just practiced effort; he really loved the taste of her pussy, loved to hear her scream his name with ecstasy.

/>   Where the hell had a man like this been all her life?

  Now he was doing that thing with his fingers curved in a come-hither motion inside her walls which had an instantaneous effect on her whole body. His entire hand began to move in a rough, spearing movement that sent him delving deeper.

  Angela had to will her mind to keep her body from coming. She was lost and could no longer hold herself in the balance. Only then, just at the peak, did he finally retract his fingers.

  “Oh, Shane. That was incredible.” Even as she said it she knew it was an understatement.

  “Want more?” he teased, guiding her hand down his ripped torso to close around his cock.

  “Dear heavens, yes.”

  She tugged firmly on his shaft and let him know she didn’t mind him staying well in control. Reading her signals perfectly, he pulled her down beneath him, spreading her legs wide open so that her knees were bent and her heels rested on the mattress.

  Shane licked and nibbled on her lips, harsh groans spilling from his throat. The heat from his body was almost scalding as he seemed crazed with lust. His slow build-up of just minutes ago seemed like a distant memory.

  Now, she was going to get fucked. Angela knew this with a fearsomely sweet certainty.

  Writhing beneath him, Angela reached down in between their bodies to grab hold of his hard cock. She gave silent thanks above to all those tests he’d made her undergo before the final signing of the contract. At first, she’d been outraged but he’d assured her it was simply a case of covering the bases and not that he took for granted that she’d change her mind about sleeping with him.

  She’d also insisted he give her proof he was also with a clean bill of health, which he did. All that had seemed more like a power tussle which she forgot all about soon after. Now it gave her the impetus to guide him to her opening which was soaking wet from Shane’s pleasuring. He had to be as hungry to conclude this as she was. So why did he pause instead of pushing his way into her?

  His arms were braced on either side of her, the muscles standing out in each bicep while his face was taut with equal tension. “Angela, are you sure about this? I could get condoms...”

  “No. We’re both clean, right?” she breathed, gazing up into his sweltering grey eyes. “And I’m on the Pill. I want this, Shane.”

  “You don’t have a fucking clue what that means to me right now,” Shane groaned, rocking his tip against her and making them both catch their breath.

  “I know exactly how you feel, because I feel the same way,” Angela said deeply, holding his head in her hands. “Fuck me, Shane. Hard. Just fuck me.”

  Shane’s head nuzzled at her throat, the sound of his growl muffled as he strove for control. Moments later, he straightened on his knees and dragged her hips forward to rest half atop his thighs. Angela could prop herself up and watch as his cock began to slowly disappear into her pussy.

  The sight almost made her erupt then and there. Shane couldn’t tear his eyes away either.

  It was erotic, sensual and enticing. Angela’s mind popped and reeled, symbols of bliss forming within her subconscious as her lover filled her to the brim with the biggest cock she’d ever had.

  The pleasure of Shane settling fully inside her was intense. Her walls had never felt so stretched or stuffed. Curving her body forward so their lips were level, Angela grabbed the back of his head for balance as she helplessly merged their lips with a kiss. She needed that extra connection to keep her from losing it too soon.

  She shouldn’t have bothered. They were too far gone. They’d wanted this too damned much for too damned long.

  Shane began to give her exactly what she’d demanded as he fucked her. Not just hard and fast, but deep and hot.

  Angela was lost in between crying out, whimpering, screaming and sobbing as she found her hips pumping up in time with his powerful thrusts inside her walls. No other thought seemed paramount but their release; all inhibitions were lost as they crashed through the maze of their mutual wantonness.

  There was no way they could outlast it. Not at this pace.

  Angela had no sense of place or time, but it couldn’t have been five minutes of forceful thrusting before she called out her impending orgasm, coming loudly all around him.

  To her delight, Shane went instantly rigid, letting out a shout as he came inside her while her spasming pussy still went on contracting, milking him dry.

  Angela had never had an orgasm hit her so hard it wrung every last breath from her. Her breasts heaved as her whole frame shook, her pussy throbbing from the far-reaching stimulation his masterful strokes had given her.

  She fell back, limp; while Shane remained at half-mast yet still deliciously encased within her.

  It took several moments for him to get his breath back, his elbows planked on either side of her, holding most of his weight off her body. He rested his temple against hers, his chest heaving raggedly.

  “That’s going to improve,” he whispered, darkened eyes now scanning her face.

  Angela stared at him wondrously. “Trust me, there’s nothing to improve. Holy shit, Shane. I’ve never felt like that. I don’t think that will be so easy to top,” she breathed with more than a little awe.

  Shane gave her a small smirk and she gasped inaudibly, sensing the thickening of his shaft deep inside her as he growled, “That’s what you think.”

  Chapter Twelve

  Two months later...

  How had Angela managed to be so blind to his feelings?

  He hadn’t needed a mindreader to tell him why she’d walked away. He’d been devastated when he’d woken up that morning and she was gone, after the best night of his life. After Angela had given herself to him, he’d been so sure he had it all worked out. That like him, she felt it; that electric surge between them that was like a force of nature. Something too powerful and precious to deny or cast aside.

  It pained and tormented him each day since then to find out he’d been wrong.

  Hating himself for his weakness even as he succumbed to it, Shane slowly pulled out something from his locked drawer. The latest file on Angela, gathered by the investigator he’d hired. Every new picture of her showed her even more beautiful and alluring than the last.

  His heart pounded and then tightened with emotions he couldn’t define as he stared at her smiling as she walked into a studio accompanied by one of her co-actors. She’d been all over the news lately after landing the lead role in a major crime series. Critics were praising producers for taking the risk as well as commending Angela Neil for giving an impressive performance at the auditions.

  Shane was happy for her. That her fairy tale was coming true. He’d always wished he could give her the world and now she had the world at her feet. She wouldn’t need him. Probably already forgotten, happily so, that he’d ever existed. But for him, she was never far from his thoughts; his dreams.

  Angela had struck his heart in so many ways. She’d never acted turned off by his face. He thought money could buy him anything. But Angela showed him she was different. She’d chosen to face the uncertain world of chasing her acting career, then spending a few more months with him at whatever price he wanted to think up.

  Shane had intended to make it one generous enough to make her find it impossible to refuse. But she’d never given him the chance to make an offer and deep down, he guessed she’d never have agreed to it anyway. She couldn’t be bought at any price.

  He wanted her back. With all his soul and mind. However, she’d obviously moved on and he had no right hoping that somehow, she’d find her way back to him.

  And yet...maybe he didn’t have to wait and hope. He wasn’t going to keep staring into the horizon wishing and wondering. He’d been scarred by rejection too many times since the accident. But this time, here was something worth fighting for.

  He could win her back. He knew it. All he needed to do was become a man she’d be proud to be with.

  Grabbing his cellphone, he quickly punched in
a number.

  “Chandler. It’s Shane.”

  “Hey buddy,” his friend answered, still groggy from sleep. “Kind of early on a Sunday morning to be calling, don’t you think?”

  “Yeah, sorry about that. I’ll cut to the chase. How is my car? Is she tuned up?”

  “Hell yeah, buddy! You know I keep her in tip-top shape. Why? Are you thinking about taking her for a spin?”

  “Can you load her up and bring her to the track? Say in an hour? I’ve already made some calls and reserved the track time.”

  “Hot damn! You bet your sweet ass I can! Beverly, wake up and get dressed,” Shane heard him say to his still sleeping wife. “Shane wants to drive! Holy shit! This is the best news I’ve heard in forever. See you in an hour, buddy.”

  HOW LONG HAD IT BEEN? Two months? Angela had numbed herself to the agony of watching the days crawl by after that last, unforgettable night.

  How she’d managed to walk away she’d never cease to wonder. He’d said he only wanted, needed one night so she knew what was coming in the morning.

  A painful goodbye and a long, embarrassing walk to the front door.

  She’d fled while he was still sleeping. The one thing she couldn’t bear was him telling her goodbye before sending her on her merry way.

  She’d thrown herself into work to survive. To help her forget, she’d temporarily moved to Los Angeles for pilot season. Every day was spent memorizing lines and going on auditions. One after the other until the roles began to blur in her head.

  Though she wasn’t the actress she’d dreamed she’d be at this stage she couldn’t help but count her blessings. She had friends in the business who never got anything more than a walk-through in the background of local commercials. She was lucky to never have had to go through that.

  She also networked as much as possible. In LA, who you knew meant as much as what you could do. Only last week she’d attended an actor’s guild event where she’d met Kirk Stone who was well known as a scout for major studios looking for new talent.