A Forbidden Love (The Forbidden Series) (3 page)

Me
: Hey Nik, call me as soon as
possible.

I
swear my phone rang before I even hit send.

“It’s
about time I heard back from you, I thought Allan kidnapped you and dumped your
remains in a ditch or something. So, what’s up?” she said with an ill-advised
attitude.

“I
have no idea where to even begin, but Jake is starting to give me the creeps.”

“Why,
what happened?”

“They
switched phones yesterday and Jake texted me posing as Allan to lure me over
the house. Of course assuming it
was
Allan, I freshened up and drove as
fast as I could to get some peen.”

“Well
that was pretty bold of him. What is with you and that damn word ‘peen’? You’re
a mess.”

“I
know, right? So I get there, message and call him to open the door and Jake
answers the phone. Then he shows up at the door wearing only basketball shorts
and sneakers, grab’s my bag and tells me to go upstairs.”

“Does
Allan live upstairs with him?”

“Nope,
he lives on the first floor.”

“Well,
do you think Allan is telling him about the amazing sex-a-thon’s you guys have
been having? Maybe he wants in.”

“Probably,
but the really fucked up part is, Allan was nowhere to be found when I got
there! I just assumed he was on his way home or at least knew I was there, so I
accepted these drinks Jake made. I felt awkward just sitting there doing
nothing. They were strong as hell though, but absolutely delicious.”

“What
were you drinking?”

“He
made me several
Sex
on the Beaches.”

“Leci,
you do realize that was a bad decision right? He was probably trying to get you
drunk to take advantage of you.”

“After
a while I did get the ‘vibe’ that Allan had no idea I was there and that Jake
had other motives. I was afraid to leave so I kept asking random questions
about his tattoos to keep his attention off of me.”

“Wait,
he had tats? What exactly does he look like?”

“I
won’t lie to you, he was definitely hot and it was very hard not to stare
directly at his beautiful tatted body. He was toned but not too ripped or
muscular, he had those sexy lick-able ‘V’ lines that pointed directly to his
crotch, blemish free fair skin, and short, spiked, brown hair.”

“He
sounds sexy as hell, maybe I can take him out of the equation for you,” she
said, laughing hysterically.

“You
know what, that would be a great idea to hook you guys up!”

Nikki
was very pretty and didn’t take shit from anyone. She was five-seven with dyed
jet black hair, faded red highlights, wide exotic hips, big breasts, a small tight
ass, and a slight Spanish accent. She was a fiery Dominican princess for sure.

“The
only advice I can give you is to just ride it out, and don’t give in to
temptation. What you have with Allan may be weird but it works, so don’t fuck
this up. I can tell you have a good one there!”

“Thanks
Nik, I’ll talk to you later.” It felt good to know I have at least one true
friend.

“Make
sure you let me know how things turn out, good-night!” she said.

“Night.”

Chapter 2
:
Coming
Back For More

Since
the incident with Jake, I haven’t heard a thing back from Allan, in over two
weeks! I was going through some serious sex withdrawals and needed my fix. I’ve
been stressed the hell out dealing with school and all of these last portfolio
assignments, due within a week’s time. Deciding to give myself a break from the
madness, I plugged my phone’s USB cord into my laptop and texted Allan.

Me
: Hey.

An
hour passed and he still hadn’t responded to my message. Since he wouldn’t
respond to my words, maybe he’d respond to my pics. Frantically searching my
dresser, I found a sexy lingerie set that I snagged on sale at V.S. a few
months back. It was a purple and white lace push-up bra with matching lace
panties. I positioned myself sideways on the bed, propping my cleavage up with
the top of my arm, and twisting my ass, so that everything was all in the same
shot. If this doesn’t get an arousal out of him then I give up!

He
responded instantly. While opening the text I gasped, he was laying down on his
bed, sporting his snug fitting Hanes boxer briefs. His bulge was noticeably
erect and stretched across the top of his thigh.

Me
: Don’t tease me like that! I
need to feel him inside of me right now!

Lover
: Then bring your ass over here
and quit hiding.

Me
: I haven’t been hiding. You
haven’t said a thing to me since your brother tricked me into coming over two
weeks ago!

Lover
: I know. I got caught up with
work. But we’re talking now, so, come over and see me.

Me:
Whatever, I’ll be there in a
few.

If
he could see my face just then, he’d see I was clearly rolling my eyes at him.

I
kept the lingerie set on, threw over my favorite pair of dark wash jeans, and a
fitted pink shirt. Of course, my trusty black bag accompanied me because I knew
I was in for a fun night of mind-blowing sex. I hopped in Tina and broke the
laws of sound to get there.

I
drove up to his dark, multifamily house and parked in my usual spot. I called
him and waited in the car until I physically saw him come through the door. I
wanted to make sure it was actually him this time and not Jake. He opened my
car door, took my bag out of my hand, and led me to his room. Smiling at me
with his beautiful white teeth, he, then, pressed his soft warm lips against
mine.

“I
missed you Alecia.”

“I
missed you too.”

He
slammed the door behind us, grabbed a hold of my shoulder length ponytail, and
thrust me on to the bed. I had been waiting over two weeks for this and I
couldn’t wait for him to ravish me.

I
removed my shirt and pants while he slowly removed his boxers, exposing his
stiff, throbbing erection. He pressed his chiseled body up against mine ready
to take me, but I shoved him off and proceeded to wrap my lips tightly around
his cock. His body relaxed while I pleasured him orally.

“Oh
shit that feels good. Open your mouth wider for me,” he grunted while shoving
himself
further into my mouth, until I started to gag.

After
fucking my mouth for several moments, he lifted me back to my feet and led me
over to the bed. Kneeling before me, he parted my legs while pushing my panties
to the side and slipped his index finger inside of me.  Frantically
searching his pants pocket with his free hand, he pulled out a gold wrapped
condom. I sat up and took the latex circle from him, assisting him to his feet,
and placed it over his massive erection with my lips.

“You’re
a freak, and I love it,” he moaned.

He
shoved me on my back, pinning me down beneath his rock hard body, and finally
removed my underwear. Pushing my leg’s back as far as they could go, he slid a
rolled towel underneath my hips and dove in deeply. I wrapped my arms firmly
around his torso and dug my nails into his back, after every stroke. 

“Do
you want me to stop?”

“No,
please don’t,” I moaned.

He
placed his left hand around my throat, “Take that, you filthy whore.”

The
friction from his groin and the top of his shaft rubbing against my g-spot,
made my body feel extremely warm. My legs trembled from the intensified
pleasure and a short while
later,
I came all over him,
soaking the towel beneath me. He blew his load soon after.

“Guess
it’s a good thing I had that there,” he laughed.

I
cleaned up my mess, tossing the sheet and the wet towel into the hamper and
relaxed by cuddling up to his chest. He slid out of bed for a minute and walked
to the other side of the room to find us a clean sheet for the mattress. I
glanced over and spotted his huge, sexy Grim Reaper tattoo. The wrinkles in his
hood were so realistic. The dark and light shading gave it depth and contrasted
nicely with his tanned skin. The Reaper was holding a pocket watch in his right
hand, and his staff in the left. The design flowed from the top of Al’s spine
to the bottom of it and underneath it had a quote, “Te
solum
semel
mori
.”

“What
does that saying under your tattoo mean?”

“It
means ‘you only die once’, in Latin.”

“That’s
definitely a fate you can’t deny.”

We
changed the sheets and climbed back in bed together. I ran my fingers down his
flat stomach, rubbing each individual line in his six
pack
and lightly kissed his jaw. He then slid his hand in between my thighs once
again and started fingering me. I begged for him to stop, but he held me down
tighter until I came. We both fell asleep shortly after.

My
extremely loud, annoying, alarm clock went off at six o’clock in the morning
and scared the crap out of me.  I ran over and shut it off before it woke
him up because he didn’t have to work until much later.  I made sure to
pre-set it before I came over just in case I forgot in the midst of things. I
had to attend school and work tonight.

I
snagged his black oversized robe from behind the door and headed to the shower
across the hall.

There
were black and white tiled squares covering the floor, a single toilet, his and
her sinks, a huge whirlpool bathtub and a clear shower curtain. I locked the
door behind me, chose a white towel from the rack above the toilet and took a
lukewarm shower. Allan warned me before that the smoke detector was sensitive
and I didn’t want to risk setting it off at six in the morning.

I
dried off and wrapped his robe back around my naked body. It smelled just like
his NIVEA for men aftershave, and I didn’t want to take it off.   I
re-entered his room and shut the wooden door behind me, glancing at him, while
he slept peacefully. I quietly grabbed my jeans, a shirt, and a pair of flats
out of my bag. Then looked into his double mirrored closet door and combed my
dark, curly hair into a neat ponytail. I could see his reflection in the bed
behind me, draped with only a thin white sheet across his torso.

Allan
didn’t have much in his room besides a mattress, a black corner computer desk
with his computer monitor and tower on it, and a TV on a small black stand,
with his PS3 hooked up to it. The walls were a cobalt blue and the wooden floor
was pretty faded, with multiple scratches in front of the doorway.

I
was dressed and ready to go by 6:30, making great time. I packed my things,
gave him a kiss on the forehead and said my goodbyes.

“Have
a good day, I’ll miss you,” he said half asleep.

“I’ll
miss you too.”

I
took his spare key off of his computer stand and let myself out, making sure to
slide the key back through the weird blue mail slot before I left. On my drive
to the highway, I hit a local coffee shop and ordered a large twisted chocolate,
mocha frappe.

There
was minimal traffic in Auburn this early in the day, so I should get to school
on time for my 8:30 class in Waltham. As soon as I arrived, I opened Photoshop,
uploaded all of my project files, and stared off into space. It was so hard to
concentrate, when all I could think about was Allan, and all the raunchy things
we did last night.  He may be asleep right now, but I decided to text him
anyway.

Me
: What are you up to hot stuff?

Lover
: Working, call me on your lunch
break.

Me
: Will do.

At
noon, I went into the lobby and called Allan back.

“Hey,
I can’t talk long but I wanted to invite you back over tonight. Jake’s throwing
a party and you should be there.”

“Of
course I’ll be there.”

“The
party starts just after midnight, so don’t be late!”

“Shit,
that doesn’t give me much time to go home and change.”

“It’s
alright, just pack your bag and stay the weekend with me.”

“Okay.”

Wow
a party and a whole weekend with Allan? That sounded heavenly. You couldn’t
surgically remove the permanent smile I wore on my face all day after that
call.