Forbidden Desire

I gazed into his beautiful slanted eyes and could see they were filled with regret; he seemed remorseful, and I knew exactly what he was about to say. I was certain he wanted to get rid of me as quickly as possible, already searching for another maid to take my place. I knew he would break my heart; the anticipation made it pound in my chest, accelerating in expectation of the words that would leave his mouth.

“Jane, I wanted to talk to you because-”

Before he could continue, I interrupted him. I knew what he would say, but I couldn’t bear to hear it from his rosy lips that I desired so much. I was nearly in tears, feeling a knot in my stomach that made my whole body tremble.

“Look, you don’t need to say anything. I know I meant nothing to you and that you regret it. I also know you want me out of your house, since you’re already looking for another maid. I’m already looking for another job, so just give me some time to find a room or something, and I’ll leave.”

“What?”

He seemed completely shocked by everything I said and looked at me as if I had uttered some profanity.

“What are you talking about? Why are you looking for another job? Who said I want you to leave the house?” He sounded indignant, and I stuttered as I replied.

“I just thought, by the way you acted-” I tried to continue, but my voice faded gradually, and he interrupted me.

“You thought wrong!”

He sounded irritated and gripped the steering wheel tightly as if trying to control himself. After a while, he seemed to calm down and looked at me with a sad expression. He cupped my face in his hands, pulling me close, and spoke while looking into my eyes.

“Jane, my only regret was not doing things differently.”

“How do you mean?”

“It was your first time. If I had known that, I would never have done things that way.”

My heart raced, and I melted seeing the sincerity behind the sparkle in his eyes.

“And how would you have done it?”

My voice came out husky, and I could tell by the way he looked at my lips that it affected him. He pulled me closer, our lips meeting, and I devoured them with all the desire I had in me, consuming him until we were breathless.

“I would have kissed you more intensely.”

His voice was husky as he trailed his lips from my mouth to my neck, sending shivers down my spine. I ran my hands through his hair, caressing it, and my body was already burning.

“Anything else?”

My voice trailed off as I encouraged him to tell me everything he would do, trying to imagine the same as him.

“I would have explored your body with my mouth, from head to toe.”

He traced his kisses from my neck to the neckline of my dress, and that was enough to make me lose all my self-control. I unbuckled my seatbelt and surprised him by climbing onto his lap; he smiled and took off my jacket.

“What else?”

I kissed his lips, feeling him raise my dress and lightly brush his fingers over my thigh. I started kissing his neck, and I could already feel his arousal growing beneath me.

“I would have licked you all over until you came in my mouth.”

My core clenched at the sound of his husky voice whispering those words in my ear, and I let out a moan. I started to rock gently on his lap, and he placed his hands on my butt, squeezing it as he devoured my lips. Our tongues danced in our mouths, and it felt like we were fighting for space; I sucked on his tongue, making him throb with desire, and I couldn’t wait any longer. I leaned on my knees, lifting my body slightly, and reached for his hard member, making him release a loud moan. He was surprised to see me undoing his belt, and I wasn’t even recognizing myself; he smiled when he realized what I wanted but soon asked me.

“Jane, don’t you want to go somewhere more romantic?”

“Afterward. I can’t wait anymore; I want you now!”

The smile on his face was contagious, and he helped me lower his pants, revealing his large, thick, and pulsating member to me. I couldn’t resist anymore; I moved my panties to the side, fitting him into my soaked entrance, and started to sit down slowly, feeling him filling me. I felt a bit of pain due to his size, but I was so excited that it wasn’t enough to stop me.

“That feels amazing!” A breathless moan escaped from the depths of my throat.

I could see the desire in his eyes, which were black with lust; his lips were parted, and his breathing was heavy. I couldn’t get enough of looking at him and feeling him completely inside me; I gave a timid wiggle, trying to get used to the sensation, and he seemed to go wild.

“Jane!”

I started sliding down his shaft, feeling my intimacy contract as I moved up and down slowly, coating his entire member with my essence. I was delirious, and although the pace was slow, it felt amazing. I felt him gasping for desire every time I descended my hips, engulfing his member with my intimacy; his hands, which had previously remained on my butt, now slowly slid the strap of my dress down, freeing my breasts and sucking them eagerly.

“Yes, love! Like that!”

Hearing my moan encouraged him, and I started to grind harder on his cock, alternating circular movements with bouncing, while he seemed to be delirious. I was being stimulated in so many ways by looking at him and feeling his hungry lips devour my breasts, which made me increase the speed of my movements, and I felt him writhing beneath me. I felt a tremor run through my body and felt his cock hit an extremely sensitive spot inside me, and I moaned loudly; I repeated the movement until spasms took over my body, reaching a delicious orgasm that left me weak in the knees. Now he was looking at me, smiling, admiring me as if he couldn’t believe what was happening; I maintained my pace until I felt his entire body stiffen, he placed his hands on my butt, and started to meet my grinding, his moans getting louder until he slowed down and seemed to be trying to control himself.

“Am I hurting you?”

“No, love! Don’t stop!”

I replied and started bouncing harder on his cock, I clung to his neck, feeling his heavy breathing, our rhythm was perfect, and I was delirious feeling him hit the depths of my intimacy.

“Yes, love! Like that!”

I was beside myself when I realized I was already climaxing again as I tightened around him, and soon I felt him spilling inside me.

“Wow, girl, you’re so hot!”

I smiled at the satisfaction in his eyes, and when he pulled me close, kissing me, I felt like I was in heaven. Even after climaxing, he kissed me as if he were thirsty for me; our saliva mixed, and I could feel the heat consuming our bodies. When we broke our kiss due to lack of air, he cupped my face in his hands, caressing it, and pressed our foreheads together.

“My girl.”

“Yours!”

I confirmed, and he sealed our lips as he hugged me. He pulled out of me, and my body seemed to protest. I got off of him, and he smiled when he saw that I had soaked his pants. I hid my face shyly as I tried to adjust myself.

“Oh my God! I got you all wet.”

“You can wet me like this whenever you want.”

His mischievous smile made me blush, and he seemed to think for a moment as he looked around.

“Well, I had made a reservation at an Italian restaurant, but I don’t think they’ll let me in like this.”

He pointed to his wet pants, and I laughed.

“Then maybe we could order food at home.”

I thought, realizing I was much hungrier than I thought, but then I thought about my aunt and realized she would be surprised to see us so close.

“Or we can grab something at the drive-thru.”

I said simply, and he seemed to think for a moment.

“Drive-thru? I wanted something special for you.”

I smiled, feeling my heart race, and took his hand.

“I’m with you! Nothing can be more special than that.”

He gave me a breathtaking smile and, after hesitating a bit, agreed with my idea. We bought burgers, fries, and milkshakes and stopped nearby to eat. I indulged in my meal and noticed that he occasionally smiled at me.

“What’s up?”

“Nothing. Just happy to be with you.”

I melted, and to be honest, I couldn’t believe how happy I was. Any outing with him was special to me, and seeing how his eyes sparkled for me made me smile like a fool.

“I couldn’t be happier either.”

He returned his attention to his meal and smiled, raising an eyebrow.

“Who knows? You might be surprised.”

I laughed at his attitude and stopped to cherish this moment in my mind. He seemed like a child planning something mischievous, and every detail about him made me fall in love even more. Now it was me admiring him, and it was his turn to ask.

“What’s up?”

“I just want to cherish this moment in my memory.”

He smiled and wiped his hands with a napkin, picking up his phone.

“Then let’s record it.”

He turned on the camera and took a picture of us with our faces together. My hair was all messy, and even the strap of my dress was crooked, but I didn’t mind. I smiled like a child, and soon he started recording a video of us showing our meals.

“Give a smile to mark our third date.”

“Third?”

I smiled, and he nodded.

“Yes, the day we spent in the car looking at the sea was the first, then we went to Lee’s hamburger joint opening, and today we’re here.”

He said simply, and I laughed at his logic, seeing all our special moments as dates.

“And what about dessert? Do you want some ice cream?”

He asked when I finished eating, and I replied in a sultry voice, looking at him seductively.

“I want you for dessert!”

“Then let’s go home.”

He seemed excited, but I couldn’t hide my disappointment because at home, we couldn’t be as comfortable because of my aunt.

“Home? I thought we were going to a motel.”

He seemed to consider the idea but then frowned, seeming to reject it.

“No! A motel is a place to take a lover; if we were going anywhere, it would be to a very nice hotel. But there’s something I want to show you, so let’s go home.”

“And I’m not the lover?”

He furrowed his brow and immediately said without even thinking twice.

“Of course not! You’re my girl!”

“Well, if we’re going home, then I want a little more of you before that.”

I said, trying to climb onto his lap, and he laughed before stopping me.

“Hey, slow down. I thought of something more romantic, calmer. Maybe, even, dare I say, a bed for a change.”

He joked, and I ended up laughing because neither of the times we had sex had been on the bed.

“A bed? How dull…”

I joked, and he laughed.

“What can I do, I’m an old-fashioned man, my girl…”

I felt butterflies in my stomach every time he called me that, and I smiled when he gave me a kiss before we left, going home. He drove with one hand while keeping the other on my leg, and I watched him like a foolish, love-struck girl. I could never have imagined that all this would happen, and I couldn’t be happier. When we got home, he got out of the car, opening the door for me and pulling me into a gentle kiss. He took my hand, guiding me to the entrance of the house, and I tried to pull away.

“Love, my aunt will see.”

“Sooner or later, she’ll have to find out.”

“What? What do you mean, Jason?”

He turned to me and seemed sincere when he said.

“I don’t want to have to hide. I want to be with you without having to hide from anyone.”