Craving Forbidden Pleasures

ttlefield. What to wear? Red? Too obvio

sing at the front-just enough to tempt a second glance. Max hated it. He fe

th strands framing my collarbone. The

l rang at e

didn't smile. I

wine dangling from two fingers. His eyes ro

said, stepping

ted off him. Black shirt, sleeves rolled,

cratch, soft jazz filling the room. "Someone pulled ou

urvive you," I r

ng his hands on the counter beside

" he said. "Just enough to

e that I actually said that out loud. But it was the truth. I

an wait", he s

atiable. He lifted me onto the counter, my le

wled. "God, you

ou," I

asing, stroking. My hips pr

"You cooked. I'm not completely savage. And

nter, legs trembli

u," he repli

every glance, every brush of ou

food into his mouth. I imagined them on my breasts as he drank from the wi

kicked mine as well, because it suddenly felt dry. His eyes snapped back to my lips and his eyes

I dipped my hand into my glass of wine and deliberately, slowly inser

gasped and I smiled inwardly with satisfaction. If he wanted to pl

unbearable", he croajed, his

or me. You had things to distract you b

e wrong brother

eyes, but I only

under the table. Desire c

whispered, lips

To the guest room, the door

trail of fire as he kissed my throat, my neck, my shoulder... Oh it was heavenly when his mouth git to my cleavage and I thrust my chest into his face, arching forward, even closer to him, my nipples were alread

to the bed and climbed into the bed, straddling him. He looked at me with shock at first, then with expectancy. I kissed him firlercely

lf deep inside you",

, stretching me and I gasped with pleasure as everything I had restrain