Forbidden Desires

Sky stood there, motionless. He did make a single sound. Just stood with that blank expression in his eyes and a cold empty smile. He still beautiful, but there was something so damaged in this beauty. Something lost.

His grey eyes watched her as he stood by the window, a hand resting on the sill.

Watching the brown traces ċȧrėss her skin, her ȧss pout out as she hummed an angelic melody while placing the turkey in the oven. She had not noticed him, had not noticed the big smile that covered his pink lips and the love in his eyes as he watched her.

Sky moved closer to her, resting his hands on her hɨps, feeling as she jumped.

"Lord you frightened me", she admonished turning towards him.

"Marry me", he said.

She laughed loudly, much the seductress that she was.

"Yeah sure"

"I mean it Tess. Marry me"

"Yes, Sky. I will marry you."

Sky's hands moved now, cupping the curve of her ȧss, leaning in slowly.

"Do you mean it?"

His fingers maliciously tracing the hem of her dress, tracing its path between her legs. She spread her whorish legs shamelessly for his fingers.

"I do"

His fingers hooking the thin string of her thong, knuckle tracing against her drenched ċunt.

"Then say it, Tess"

"Say what?" She replied teasing.

Her hands moving to her hard ċȯċk covered in nothing but boxers.

"That you don't look nȧkėd enough?"

He let his finger play with her ċŀɨt, watched as her head fell back in arousal.

Bunching the short skirt of her dress up to her waist. He let his hand move against her bȧrėly cover buŧŧ. Before spanking her right cheek in one fluid motion.

Hearing the loud sound she made of surprise.

"Say it Tess or I will spank you mercilessly" he teased back

"Seems like an invitation for defiance"

He smiled.

Sky woke up with a start. The silk sheet falling carelessly to his torso. The moonlight streaming on his face, tracing the hot arousal of his rigid ċȯċk.

He despised himself for it. The weakness and the arousal. Turning to watch the nȧkėd woman that crowned his bed. He knew what he had to do. After all why else did he pick her up from the bar. Just another skank like Nina. He would fuċk.

His finger traced the woman's back as he moved the sheet off her nȧkėd body. Revealing each curve to the soft enchanting moon, until she lay there nȧkėd. She had not stirred yet. Much like in his dream, or more accurately a memory, he traced the small curve of her buŧŧ covered in a black lacy undėrwėȧr, massaging it before spanking her awake.

"What the fuċk?"

" More like I want to fuċk you again"

She turned to his hard ċȯċk peeking through the sheet and her dark brown pasted lips drew into a sly smile.

Sky spanked her again, on the left cheek this time.

"Up up up. And lie on my ŀȧp. Something tells me you'll enjoy this."

"Oh I will"

She lay still, awaiting in his ŀȧp. Her breath shaky, all the time feeling his palm rub against her nearly bȧrė bottom, until suddenly she didn't.

The loud thud of his pain against her thɨġh was the first warning of pŀėȧsurė, as it was followed up by her loud mȯȧn.

And again on her right cheek this time, on her left cheek, between her legs closer to her ċunt until it finally made its way to it. She felt each lash drench her further.

Each sounds making her mȯȧn louder. Until it's stopped. And Sky's palm squeezed her ċunt before peeling of her pȧntɨės and starting the torture all over again.

"Get up and turn on the lights. I better get to see you while I fuċk you" and she did.

Walking back to him in nothing but pȧntɨės. He watched her.

His grey eyes stopping at her nȧkėd brėȧsts and her pȧntɨės. She stood at the end of his bed.

"Take them off and get on your fours. Legs spread.", he ordered.

Her fingers hooked into her pȧntɨės as she bent slowly taking them off, stepping out of them. She stood for one whole minute, letting him watch her nȧkėd.

"On second thought go stand against the wall. And wait"

Brianna heard Sky leave. She did not have to wait long for him to return.

For she felt his hard breath against her shoulder and his hand between her thɨġhs.

"Spread"

A hand curled around her belly, while the cold ice moved its way along her ribs to her brėȧst.

Sky was disgusted and aroused by this red head as he cupped her brėȧst, letting the coldness arouse her further still.

Right on track she mȯȧnėd at the first touch of the cold, arcing her back. Her fingers pulling his hair.

Her brėȧsts were a handful and he planned on fuċkɨnġ them later.

Ice turned to water, dripping down her torso to ċȧrėss her pussƴ. Until his hand started moving down to it.

The ice still cold against Brianna’s heated skin reached its final goal.

Between her lips. Moving up and down methodically.

The hand against her belly left to hold his dɨċk as he directed it inside her ċunt. Letting the ice arousal the small bundle of nerves at the entrance.

Thrusting.

Kneading all at once.

Each thrust deeper as his fingers roughly pulled her taunt nɨppŀės. Harder and faster.

Fluid expert motions making her ċum. Loudly.. An ȯrġȧsm greater than any she had ever experienced.