Too Bad... I Couldn't Resist: Too Bad Series Book 1

by Emma Vikes

  “Yes…please…I’m sorry…huuuuuhhhhh…yessss…forgive me…yes daddy.”

  Suddenly I screamed as my body clenched in orgasm. My fingers dug into his hair as my body convulsed in spasms of ecstasy. He pulled back and allowed my orgasm to steer me over the moon and back down to earth.

  After pausing to catch my breath, I decided to return the favor. With some show of athleticism and flexibility that impressed even me, I flipped him over till I was hovering above his legs. The bulge in his pants threatened to rip the fabric and break free. I decided to oblige the yearnings of his penis as I reached down and went through the motions of pulling his trousers and boxers down in one sweep.

  His penis sprang out, startling me albeit briefly. By the time I had freed him of his trousers, his erection was hard and throbbing. I reached out and held his erection, squeezing lightly causing him to catch his breath. Slowly, I bent over and kissed it while still holding it. I then proceeded to lick the entire shaft as I would a lollipop while squeezing lightly. Without warning, I closed my mouth around the cap causing him to grunt his approval. “Argh!”

  “Oh fuck!” I heard him say again as I proceeded to take even more of his erection into my mouth.

  I resisted the urge to gag as I paused to allow my throat muscles to relax and expand to allow more of him into my mouth. Finally, I had him all the way in my mouth down to the hilt. My eyes began watering and I quickly had to release his penis. I took in some air and went back down.

  I began to suck and slobber on his dick as his moans and grunts increased in intensity.

  “Oh shit! Fuck! Yea mama, that’s it! Fuck!”

  His words of encouragement spurred me on until he pulled my head upwards.

  “Fuck, I can’t wait any longer. Come here,” he said as he pulled me upwards and planted a kiss on my lips, settling my hips directly above his glistening penis.

  I used one hand to hold his penis and slowly sat on it as a gasp escaped my lips. He grunted again in approval and continued to kiss me. Finally I pushed him back onto the bed so as to create more space, and then I began to ride him slowly.

  My waist and hips rotated above his pelvis as I took him in and out of me. The tension I had experienced earlier began to build again and I began to ride him faster in response.

  “Baby,” I gasped as his hands came up and began fondling my breasts.

  I knew I was close and I began to move even faster.

  I felt his penis stiffen almost at the same time as the walls of my vagina clenched around it. Our moans and grunts of ecstasy mixed together in an orchestra of orgasm as ripples of pleasure ricocheted through us. My hands that had been propped up on his chest for support suddenly grew weak, causing me to collapse on top of him.

  We remained that way, clinging on to each other as our bodies rode the wave of ecstasy that consumed us. Finally after what seemed like an eternity, I felt him begin to stroke my hair.

  “What happened, Susan? Why did you disappear?”

  His question came out of nowhere causing my breath to catch in my chest. The truth was even though I was in his arms, I hadn’t given him an explanation of everything that had happened between me and David.

  ‘He deserves to know,’ I thought as I rolled off him to his side where he immediately gathered me up in his arms.

  I inhaled and began talking.

  Epilogue

  Susan

  4 years later…

  I woke up in Howard’s arms as the first rays of the morning sun hit my face. We had gone out yesterday night with a few friends; Carol and her husband as well as Kimberly and her fiancé. It was the night before Carol and I graduated from college. As a result, our men had taken us out for celebratory drinks.

  Carol and her husband had gotten married at the beginning of our final year in college. Kimberly, who had first been Carol’s friend, had become my friend and our bond had tightened over the years. She had gotten engaged about a month ago.

  As for me and Howard, we had continued to fall deeper in love over the past four years.

  “What happened?” he’d asked me four years ago in his bedroom and I had proceeded to tell him all that had happened, showing him both videos - the one David had taken and the one Kimberly had taken.

  He’d gone mad with rage and wanted to confront David. A part of me wanted him to but I knew better. I’d succeeded in calming him down before proceeding to make love to him once more, and for the second time on his bed.

  Over the years, we’d come close to discovery, but we managed to keep our relationship a secret, save for the few who already knew. One extra person discovered our secret though in my third year - Dean Betty.

  It had been purely coincidental and we’d expected her to blow the whistle on us. She, however, surprised all of us by staying silent. We had all become best friends.

  David, on the other hand, had disappeared from the university at the beginning of our second year. Rumor had it that he’d changed schools and was down in Texas. He obviously couldn’t cope with the guilt and seeing me every day, it was not like I cared anyway.

  As my mind returned from its journey down memory lane, I lifted my eyes to look at the face of the man I’d fallen in love with.

  “Howard,” I whispered softly.

  He grunted.

  “Baby, we’ve got to get up. My graduation ceremony is today.”

  “Can’t we miss that and stay in bed?” he asked sleepily.

  “No silly.” I laughed. “Get up now.”

  “Fine!” he grumbled. “But next time you want to seduce me, I’m saying a big no.”

  “Like you could resist me,” I fired back, chuckling.

  He turned then and kissed me square on the lips. He broke the kiss and looked me in the eyes.

  “Marry me!” he said simply.

  “What!!!” I answered, my mind going into shock.

  He jumped out of the bed then and went to the wardrobe while I sat up in bed. He came back with a box and knelt by the bedside before opening it. My eyes blinked as the ring gleamed in the early morning rays of the sun.

  “I’ve been carrying this around looking for the perfect time to propose. Baby I just realized I don’t need the perfect time. All I need is the perfect woman for me. You’ve made me so happy these past 4 years and I’ll be damned if I let you walk out of this bedroom without me asking you to be my wife and spend the rest of our lives together. So Susan Fowler, I love you with all my heart. Will you marry me?”

  The first streak of tears blurred my vision and streamed down my cheeks. I couldn’t respond as my emotions began choking me. I simply nodded and continued crying as he proceeded to put the ring on my finger.

  Finally I found my voice and screamed yes as he stood up from his kneeling position and jumped into bed, hugging me.

  “Yes,” I said repeatedly. “Yes, I’ll marry you Howard. Yes, I’ll be your wife.”

  He hugged me tighter and I knew I was the luckiest girl on earth to have ended up with such a man.

  “I love you, Howard Jones,” I whispered into his ear. “I’ll love you till time stands still.”

  It was a promise that I meant with every fiber of my being.

  After a while, he whispered back into my ear.

  “I love you too, baby. And I’ll love you forever and a day more.”

  THE END

  A Knock From The Past (Sneak Peek)

  Chapter 1

  Arthur

  I woke up with a start.

  My body still trembled in fear, a remnant of the nightmare I’d just had. I willed myself to relax, repeatedly doing breathing exercises the way that my old therapist had taught me. It took my body a while until it stopped trembling and until my mind was back into calmer thoughts.

  It was just a dream. I was in my apartment. I was safe.

  I kept repeating those words in my head, until the fear dissipated from every part of my body. But I knew that despite the fact that I could manipulate my brain into calming down,
I couldn’t demand my body to go back to sleep. I didn’t need to look at the alarm clock to read the harsh red numbers that indicated it was two hours after midnight. I always woke up at this hour and always for the same reason.

  I had been having the same nightmare since Julian died two years ago. In the beginning, I was too shaken up that I couldn’t calm myself and I couldn’t forget every gory detail. I had to distract myself then. I frequented bars and found girls to screw with, until I couldn’t remember the reason why I woke up so early. But doing that meant that I became too tired during work, so I had to find myself an alternative.

  With a sigh, I got out of bed and changed out of my sleeping clothes and then grabbed the book on my nightstand. It was a good thing I lived in an apartment located in such a busy street where there was a 24-hour coffee shop just around the block.

  When I arrived at the café, I noticed that there was someone already there which was unusual. At this time, I was almost always the only customer in the café to the point that I had become friendly with the baristas. Kevin was the one manning the counter today and he began to whip me up my usual order while I casually glanced at the woman who had taken my usual spot.

  “I was going to tell her that spot was already taken but decided against it, because you didn’t really have your name written on the seat,” Kevin told me and then slid to me my tall cup of hot Americano. “Looks like you aren’t the only insomniac tonight, Art.”

  “How long has she been here?”

  Kevin shrugged. “Probably thirty minutes. She’s also not much of a talker. All she told me was that she was adjusting to the time zone difference since she just arrived in America two days ago.”

  “Where is she from?” I asked, glancing at the woman buried in her book. My eyes caught sight of her long, tan legs and I couldn’t stop myself from admiring them.

  “Australia,” Kevin responded in a hushed voice. “We should probably stop talking about her when she’s in the same room as us.”

  I chuckled and handed Kevin the money for the coffee and then took a seat near the woman who had taken my spot. I had not seen her around, so she must have been someone new because if I’d seen her before, I would’ve noticed her and already have flirted with her or something, because she was actually pretty damn attractive.

  Her blue eyes were hidden behind thick, transparent-framed glasses. Her black hair was tied in a messy ponytail and her lips – fuck-her lips - looked so full and plump. The fact that she was chewing on her bottom lip, pushing it into her mouth and letting her teeth graze on it, made her look all the more alluring. When I’d rolled out of bed earlier, I didn’t expect that this would be what I would end up seeing at the café, but I wasn’t complaining.

  My eyes traveled down her body, marveling at the petite frame and the long legs that her shorts showed off. She must’ve lived in the same unit as mine or the one across from it because of how casual her clothes were. But damn, those legs were inviting. I allowed my eyes to travel back to her pretty face to find her eyebrows scrunched together as she read through her book. There wasn’t usually any customer at that hour in the café but me, however today there was a gorgeous woman sitting in my usual spot.

  It didn’t take me long until I stood up and carried my drink to where she sat.

  “Mind if I join you?”

  She looked up from her book but I couldn’t see any surprise in her blue eyes. “I was wondering when you would.”

  I pulled the seat across from hers and sat down. “Were you expecting me to?”

  She closed her book and tilted her head to get a better look at me. “With the intensity of your stare, it was either I tell you to mind your own business, or you get the courage to come up and talk to me. It’s a good thing the latter one happened.”

  I smiled. “So, what brings you here at this time of the day?”

  She took her own cup and opened the lid, the scent of the tea wafting over to where I sat. “Insomnia. Time zone difference. Adjusting. You probably have an idea of how hard it is to adjust your sleeping pattern when you come from a different place.”

  “So, Australia, huh?” I said, sipping my own coffee. I was never good at small talk and I knew how bad I was sucking at it right now. I’d rather have her suck me instead.

  She smiled coyly and then pulled her bottom lip back into her mouth before she said, “Why did you come over to my table?”

  I reached out and then placed my hand just in front of her face, leveling it to where her mouth was. I extended my thumb and index finger so that I could pull her bottom lip out of her mouth, slowly, watching as her teeth grazed at it. “Because I wanted to do that. It was driving me insane. It made me think of what I could do to you -– punishments - and there are so many things that I want to do.”

  Her eyebrows raised and I waited for her reaction. She could either slap me and tell me that I was an ass, or play the game with me. “I’m not a submissive.”

  I pursed my lips and contained the playful smile forming on my face. I liked her answer and I liked the confidence she put in her words, like she wasn’t someone to be messed with and thought bad of. I didn’t comment on anything related to that topic and instead looked at the book she was reading. Surprisingly, it was one I had read before.

  “Who said anything about BDSM?” I raised an eyebrow and then motioned to the book on the table between us. “I’ve read another book by the same author. I could lend it to you if you want?”

  A lazy smirk made its way across her lips as she cocked her head to the side, staring at me with beautiful blue eyes. “Are you trying to seduce me?”

  “It depends on your perspective.”

  She chuckled and then stood up, slowly, and I couldn’t stop myself from staring at her long legs. “Well, I do love this author. Might as well check out the copy you have of him.”

  I grinned and then finished my coffee quickly, before following her out of the café, but not before winking at Kevin and flashing him a winning smile. The conversation to my apartment was casual and not as filled with sexual innuendos as the last one. We were in the elevator, heading to the tenth floor.

  “Did you purposely take the tenth floor just so you could do this to most girls?”

  I turned to her and smirked. “I don’t usually bring girls to my apartment.”

  “I should be flattered then,” was her only reply. The elevator doors opened and we made our way to my unit. I opened the door and she followed me inside, closing the door behind her. I fetched the book that was just settled on the coffee table in the living room and when I came back to her, she was still by the door. I lifted the book up for her to see and she scoffed, shaking her head at me. “We both know you didn’t bring me here for the book.”

  She took a step towards me, her strides slow and measured. She stopped right in front of me, and only one more step and our lips would crash against each other. But it was the playfulness in her blue eyes that made me pause, the mischievous glint that made me reconsider my intentions.

  She placed a hand on my cheek that slowly lowered until it rested on my neck, her fingers curling against the nape of my neck. She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against mine, and she whispered into my ear: “The night is young, what do you say we enjoy it?”

  That was all it took for me to snap. I grabbed the back of her head and crashed my lips against hers, backing her against my front door. She moaned into my lips, her nails dug into my back. I fiddled with her top and she pulled away long enough to take it off and for me to do the same thing with mine. Her hands subtly caressed my stomach; the ghost of a touch gave me goosebumps.

  Before I could crash my lips against hers again, she knelt down in front of me and then pulled down my jeans. I was already hard and waiting for her. The sight of my erect cock didn’t seem to faze her and I could see her smirking. She looked up at me and winked. “Already ready for me, I see.”

  I chuckled and then placed a hand on her cheek, guiding her face to swallow my ha
rd dick. I closed my eyes in satisfaction as I relished the feeling of her hot mouth on my thick cock. She sucked on my balls too, eliciting a groan in response from me. But by the time that I was about to burst my release, she suddenly stopped and slowly stood up.

  Her lips were on mine and I could taste the pre-cum that glistened on her lips. I wanted to push her against the wall and shove my pulsating dick inside her pussy, ram myself against her until the sun came up. But she pulled away from me and I saw the satisfactory smirk on her lips.

  She placed a thumb against my lips, wiping whatever fluid was on them. “I think that’s all for tonight, love. It’ll take a lot more effort to get inside my pussy.”

  She pulled away from me with a sly smile on her face and the book in her hand. I didn’t even know how she had gotten hold of it. She waved the book in the air and then began to back away. “I’ll bring it back to you once I’m done. Thank you for this, stranger.”

  I stared at her in surprise but she just continued to back away slowly, tantalizingly, and I knew that she was teasing. I wanted to grab her arm and spin her around because she just played me. She didn’t even let me cum and left me to finish what she started. But I couldn’t help but chuckle to myself when she was finally out of the door, my book in her hands. I shook my head and then began to walk back to my room, knowing that I had to jerk myself off at the thought of her. I wasn’t sure if I would see her again but she sure as hell would be in for a bigger game if I did.

  It was later in the morning, when I was done with my morning shower, that my personal phone began ringing. The caller wasn’t registered and the number wasn’t familiar, which was surprising because I normally didn’t just give out my number to anyone. Even the girls I played with were registered on my work phone.