Forbidden Attraction: A Contemporary Romance Box Set

by K. C. Crowne

  He lay me down gently on the bed, but I was in no mood to be treated delicately. I leaned forward and ripped at his belt, dropping it on the floor with a clunk.

  “Take it all off,” I ordered, tugging at his shirt and sweater.

  He tore the rest of his clothes off in record time until he was standing in just his boxer shorts. They struggled to contain his size, and as I placed a hand over his crotch, I could feel the heat of him.

  Pulling down his underwear over his buttocks, I kissed the v-shaped muscles beside his hipbones, and he shuddered slightly as it tickled. Then I let his boxers drop to the floor. There was something so powerful about having him stand over me, naked and ready while I remained clothed.

  “You're still dressed,” he said. “We'll have to fix that.”

  He pulled my shirt up over my head, kissing my neck as I lay back. Kneeling between my legs, he ripped down my pants, tearing off each of my shoes as he threw them onto the floor. For a second, he just looked down at me, his eyes shining as he admired me.

  “You're so fucking perfect,” he said, cupping my breasts over my bra.

  Leaning down to kiss my stomach, he pulled the straps of my bra down, kissed each of my breasts and sucked on my nipples. My legs parted for him; my panties soaked through.

  He ran a hand down my stomach and in between my legs, lightly tickling me over the lace of my panties.

  “Fuck, you're so wet,” he whispered as he kissed my neck, then my chest before maneuvering himself down onto his stomach. Lying on his belly, he stared up between my legs and smirked, like he knew just how much he was going to pleasure me. With his eyes still on mine, he pulled my panties to the side to reveal my wet lips.

  With a smile still on his face, he blew on me. It was nothing but air but coming from his lips it felt so heavenly.

  How can this feel so good? I asked myself as I threw my head back. How can this turn me on so much?

  I looked back down and saw he was still focused on my face, his cheeks slightly red and his lips moist. Pressing two fingers against my pussy, he parted my lips and pushed his tongue in between them, licking me with a long, flat, slow tongue.

  I felt an immediate surge of pleasure, and felt my lower body begin to tremble.

  “Aw, fuck.”

  Lowering my hand to his head, I entwined my fingers in his hair and pulled his head in closer to me. He responded with a groan as he ran his tongue faster over my clit.

  “Oh, God!”

  I didn't know somebody's mouth could feel so good. I had never reached such a state of euphoria at the hands of any man. Just when I thought it couldn't get any better, he slipped his middle finger inside me, then another and opened me up.

  He moaned as he sucked my clit, enjoying every second of tasting me. Meanwhile inside me, he pumped his fingers in and out, reaching my g-spot with ease.

  “Wait,” I gasped.

  It just felt too good, too intense. So different to anything I had experienced before. A scream came out my mouth before I could stop it and my thighs began to quiver no matter how much I tried to hold them in place.

  “Oh, fuck!”

  I was reaching an orgasm like no other, attaining a height of bliss I didn't even know was possible. He moaned as I began to come as though he was lost in his own pleasure.

  “I'm coming!” I cried, my legs still trembling. “Oh, God. Jared!”

  His fingers pumped even harder inside me, his mouth sucking as hard as he could. I couldn't hold it back any longer and my pussy erupted as I came, juices flowing out of me and down Jared's face as I squirted.

  I couldn't stop screaming. Couldn't stop shaking. It was as though I had totally lost control of my body as it became invaded with the strongest, longest orgasm of my life. Meanwhile, he continued to suck, his fingers buried deep inside me.

  “Stop!” I said, pushing his head away. “I can't take any more.”

  He sat up, wiped his face with his hand and grinned cheekily.

  “You sound so hot when you come.”

  I couldn't breathe, and lay there, sucking in air as I looked over every inch of his body. His cock was standing to attention, the tip throbbing, raw and red hot.

  “I've never...” I gasped. “I've never come like that before.”

  He grabbed onto my thighs and they continued to tremble in his hands. With a lick of his lips, he looked down over my twitching body with a proud, satisfied smile.

  “I'm not finished,” he said. “Roll over.”

  I flipped over onto my stomach, still breathless and lay my sweaty face down onto the pillow.

  “Spread your legs wider,” he ordered as he pushed them apart.

  I lay there, ass in the air exposed and ready for him. Every second I spent waiting for him to enter me was torture. Looking over my shoulder, I watched him stroke his cock, ready to penetrate me.

  He's so fucking big, I thought. This is really going to hurt.

  Gradually, I could feel him press the tip against me and I braced myself.

  “Hurry up,” I told him, reaching around to guide him inside me. “I need you.”

  He paused for a second just to tease me.

  “What are you waiting for?”

  He leaned down and swept the hair from my face and kissed my cheek tenderly. Then, without warning, he thrust deeply inside me with a grunt.

  Surprisingly there was no pain, just a pleasure like no other, like he was hitting each and every nerve ending inside me just right.

  I cried out for more and pushed my ass up against him, desperate to have him deeper.

  “Harder!”

  He groaned as he pushed himself even further inside me and reached forward to slip a hand round between my legs. Rubbing my clit as he fucked me, he kissed my neck, with every hair down my back prickling.

  “Harder,” I cried out. “Fuck me harder.”

  With an iron grip, he latched his fingers onto my hips and thrust with all his strength until I could feel the trembles of a second climax.

  “Oh, fuck you feel so good.”

  I looked over my shoulder as he bit down on his lip, his eyes clenched tight. Lowering my hand to my clit, I rubbed it hard and could no longer fight off another orgasm. I came, feeling a climax drive itself through my body like a wave of ecstasy as I splashed juices all over Jared’s balls.

  Screaming as I gripped the bed sheets, I pushed my ass up even further against him. I could feel his thighs shake, the sweat on his skin sticking to me. The grip of his hands grew even tighter until his nails scratched my skin.

  He grunted one last time, a long animalistic noise that became a growl as he reached orgasm.

  “Fuck. Fuck! FUCK!”

  He drove himself inside of me as far as he would go, then he fell limp onto my back. Breathing hard, he kissed my shoulder and stretched his fingers down across my arms to hold my hands.

  Neither of us could speak. We could only lie in shock as we recovered from the strength of what we felt. I could have lay under him forever feeling his weight and strength on me, and my eyes flickered shut as my exhausted body finally relaxed.

  He rolled off and lay on his back, staring up at the ceiling, dazed. I kissed his cooling body and wrapped an arm over his chest.

  “I've never done that before,” I told him. “Squirted I mean. I wasn't even sure it was a real thing. Thought it was just something you saw in porn.”

  He grinned, proud of himself and stretched his arms up so I could see the full size of his chest and biceps.

  My God have you ever seen such a perfect specimen of a man?

  He patted his shoulder and invited me to lay on top. Curling up against him, I relished the warmth of his body.

  This is just what I needed.

  But the magic of the moment was soon broken by the sound of the doorbell. I tried to ignore it, but it rang again and again.

  “Aw, shit. I better get that.”

  Reluctantly, I climbed out of bed and pulled on my bathrobe before hurrying dow
n the stairs to the sound of the doorbell still ringing.

  “I'm coming. I'm coming!”

  As I reached the door, I expected to maybe see the police back to tell me something about Billy, but instead, I pulled the door open to see Ruby standing on my doorstep looking both angry and anxious.

  “Where the hell have you been?” she shouted and stormed inside. “I've been calling you for hours, but it kept going through to voicemail. Wait... Why are you all sweaty?”

  I felt my cheeks burn red hot as she stared.

  “You Devil,” she laughed. “Did you just-”

  I nodded and gestured upstairs to where he lay in my bed.

  “Tell me everything,” she insisted.

  “Not now. I'll fill you in later.”

  “No, now!”

  “Later!”

  Ushering her into the living room, I handed her the bottle of wine and switched on the TV.

  “I've had the best and scariest night of my life,” I told her. “You're never going to believe what happened.”

  Jared

  As I woke up, the first thing I wondered was why it was so warm and why the bed was so comfy. Then I tried to figure out why the bed smelled so nice.

  Opening my eyes, I was faced with a floral bedspread and baby blue curtains. One the wall was a plaque that read - My children have paws. Proud Rottie Mommy.

  Then it all came back to me and I couldn't stop the smile spreading across my face. Lowering my hand to my balls, I felt the ache deep inside them, a nice reminder of last night. I'd had the greatest orgasm of my entire life and had fallen asleep afterward not feeling a pain in my leg for the first time in months.

  Rolling over, I hoped to feel for Megan's silky body, but all I felt was an empty bed. As I sat up, I could hear the sounds of breakfast being made downstairs along with voices. The smell of bacon wafted up the stairs making my stomach growl.

  Slipping into my clothes, I looked in the mirror and tousled my hair.

  "You handsome bastard," I said to myself with a wink before sauntering down the stairs.

  As I entered the kitchen, I hoped to get my hands on Megan again, but as I entered, I saw Ruby sat at the table cradling a cup of coffee.

  "Morning," she smiled at me with a knowing look in her eyes.

  "Morning. I didn't know you were here."

  "Thought I may as well stay the night. Although I better leave in a second. God knows what the dogs have done to my furniture."

  "It's your cats that wreck your furniture," Megan said, turning around to slide bacon onto a plate. "My boys are angels."

  She was smiling radiantly, her skin glowing. Her eyes shone as she handed me my breakfast, her gaze making its way up and down my body.

  "Good morning," she said. "Hope you like your eggs runny."

  "Who doesn't?"

  "Take a seat. I'll make another pot of coffee."

  As I began to eat, I was acutely aware of Ruby staring at me. By the look in her eyes, I could tell Megan had told her everything.

  "I heard about what you did to Billy," she said. "Twice in two nights. He'd have to be a moron to come back for a third."

  "I wouldn't put it past him," I said, chewing on a crunchy rasher of bacon. "The guy's a class A lunatic. But I suppose the cops will have him locked up for a bit after that last stunt."

  She laughed and nodded in agreement before sipping on her coffee.

  "I was always telling Megan to dump his ass. Always got a real bad feeling about him. His aura was all wrong and cloudy."

  "His aura?" I asked, looking up from my plate.

  Megan shot me a look to silence me, but it was too late because Ruby was already starting to gibber.

  "Yes, his aura is the only one I've ever seen that's completely black. Yours though, it's a lovely iridescent turquoise."

  "Fabulous," I replied, sarcastically. "I'm always going to the doctor to find out how to make my aura more iridescent."

  Megan sat down beside me and patted Ruby on the arm.

  "Hey, how about you head back to your apartment? The cats will need fed, right?"

  In unison, the three of us all looked up at the clock and saw it was reaching seven o'clock. Soon enough, we'd all have to go back to work and go about our day, but that was the last thing I wanted to do. I wanted to spend the entire day in Megan’s arms, my face between her breasts as I sunk myself into her time and time again. I didn't want to return to the real world.

  "I guess I better," Ruby sighed. "And I've got such a long day ahead of me. Got my least favorite patient later."

  "Oh? You're a health professional too?" I asked her.

  Again, Megan shot me another look.

  "Sure," Ruby replied as she walked over to the sink to rinse out her coffee cup. "Crystal therapy mainly although I also do a lot of energy healing and work with people's past lives and their angels. Things like that."

  Did I just hear right? Did she just say angels?

  Somehow, I couldn't imagine that Megan would be best pals with some hippie who gabbed about angels and auras. She was a tough, down to Earth chick, so where did all this woo woo stuff fit in?

  "But Megan doesn't believe in all that stuff," Ruby added as she reached for a towel. "She's still very much focused on things she can see and touch rather than feel. Anyway, I better be on my way. See you later, Megs?"

  "Sure. Catch you later."

  They both hugged quickly before Ruby made her own way out. As soon as the front door slammed shut, Megan leaned in and said, "I'd love to see, touch and feel you again."

  She laughed airily and cupped me beneath the table as she kissed my cheek.

  I was hard again in an instant with a raging erection.

  How is she doing this to me?

  I pulled her into a kiss and slid my hands up her thighs, but she pushed them away.

  "I can't," she giggled as I kissed her neck. "I've got to leave for work soon."

  "Call in sick," I told her. "I think you need some bed rest. Doctors’ orders."

  "I can't do that!" she squealed as I slid my hands up her shirt. "Seriously, I have to go. And just so you know, this means I’ll have to pass you off to another therapist."

  “But I don’t want another therapist. I only want your hands on me,” I told her.

  She shook her head. “I told you before it’s unethical to get involved with a patient.”

  I pretended to pout but admired her ethics and morals. I reached for her again and she slapped my hand away.

  "Aw, no. Come on. I say the two of us head on back upstairs and not leave until we get hungry again."

  "Hmmm, that sounds wonderful, but I really can't."

  "Is there nothing I can do to tempt you?" I asked, stroking her softly between her legs.

  I felt her twitch ever so slightly, but she clamped her thighs shut and shook her head.

  "Sorry. No."

  "You're making me a very sad man," I told her.

  Clearing the table, she moved over to the dishwasher where she placed the plates and cutlery. Looking around the room, I saw the place was immaculate, sparkling as though it was a show home. It made me wonder what she'd think of my crumbling cabin.

  "You want me to help you clean up?" I asked, standing up to hold her from behind.

  "No, thanks. I'm good."

  She straightened up, slipped out of my grasp then looked up at the clock.

  "Want me to give you a ride seeing as your tire still needs to be fixed?"

  "Would you?"

  "Sure."

  I moved to kiss her, hoping that if I made her hot enough, she wouldn't want to leave.

  Stay with me, I thought. Stay here and let me explore your body until neither of us can walk.

  But she pushed me away and moved to grab her coat.

  "Sorry, but I really don't wanna be late. I've got a busy day ahead of me."

  I couldn't help but feel deflated.

  "Is there really nothing I can do to make you stay at home?"

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p; "Nada," she replied. "Although I'd give you ten out of ten for effort. Come on, let's get going."

  Outside, the snow had melted, but the air was still chilled. Across the road, I noticed a few of the neighbors had begun placing pumpkins along the front of their porches.

  "Hey, are you going to go see Red Cherry at the Halloween festival?" I asked remembering the upcoming Halloween parade.

  "You bet your ass I am."

  "Maybe we could go together?"

  "Like a date?"

  "Yeah, like a date."

  I unlocked the truck and she jumped up inside. I couldn't help but notice she didn't answer my question. As I sat beside her and switched on the engine, she was still ominously quiet.

  "So, you wanna go?" I prompted.

  "I was gonna go with Ruby," she replied.

  "Well, we could totally do something else. What are you doing this weekend? You wanna grab a few beers? Maybe go see a band or something like that?"

  She lowered her head and stared at her lap for a second before averting her gaze and looking out the passenger window.

  "Look, Jared..."

  Her voice was sullen and sorry, and I just knew she wasn't about to give me good news.

  "Jared last night was fucking phenomenal. Seriously, it was the best but..."

  "But..."

  "I'm not looking to, you know, date someone. It's too soon after Billy and I'm moving away soon. I'm not really looking to get involved with anyone. The timing's wrong and-"

  "Wait. You're moving away?"

  "Going to Denver," she replied, and it felt as though a rubber band had snapped itself right across my chest.

  "So," she continued, turning back to me sheepishly. "Last night was fun. Really it was. You're so incredible but... It was just that... fun. Just a one-night stand, right?"

  I stared at her for a second, hoping she wasn't being serious.

  No, I thought. It wasn't just meaningless fun. It was the best night of my life.

  "Right?" she replied.

  "I thought we really had a connection," I said. "Last night wasn't just a one-night stand. Not for me. There was really something between us. I felt it and I know you felt it too."

  She glanced back out the window and closed her eyes for a second. When she opened them, they were blank, as though she had disappeared inside the thoughts in her head.