Fake Bride

by Willow Cravings

  The water ran down Devin's perfectly combed hair. He didn't move and just stared at me with desire in his eyes.

  I hadn't seen him shirtless in ages and apparently I was missing out.

  Devin was cut from stone. His chest, arms, and abs were abnormally defined. Did real people even look like that? I thought only Photoshop could achieve perfection like this.

  Devin reached out with his hand and grabbed mine. A shiver ran up my spine. The hairs on the back of my neck raised up. He pulled me into his arms and our nude bodies pressed against each other.

  His throbbing member was pinned against my stomach. I couldn't control my breathing. I'd never felt this level of excitement before. Devin put his finger on my chin and lifted my head until our eyes connected.

  He told me all he needed to say through one look.

  The past was dead and our time was finally here.

  His mouth met mine and fireworks went off. His hand wrapped around my waist and brought me closer. I closed my eyes and focused on the sensations. Devin's lips were gentle yet firm. His tongue danced with mine.

  I had to break away just to catch my breath.

  That kiss would rank in the top ten kisses ever. Nothing could ever compare.

  “I've been wanting to do that for a long time,” Devin said.

  “I wish you had done it sooner.”

  Devin let out a chuckle. “If I knew it was going to be that good, I would have.”

  “Then we better make up for lost time.”

  Devin took my hands and raised them above my head. He pushed me up against the green tiled wall that was cold to the touch. He held my arms up with one hand while the other hand wandered down to my breasts.

  His fingers lightly grazed the top of my peaks before taking a handful. He bent down and flicked my nipple with his tongue. It became hard and he wrapped his lips around it, sucking on me hard.

  “That feels so good,” I moaned out.

  Devin kissed me next, his hand running down my stomach and over my pubic mound. His fingers moved against my sex and a rush of ecstasy washed over me. He collected my wetness between his index finger and middle finger and tasted me.

  He closed his eyes. “You taste so good.”

  I couldn't help myself. I leaned in and kissed him. The taste of me still lingered on his tongue.

  Devin was done teasing me now. He was uncontrollable. He spun me around until I faced away from him. His fingers raked down my back as the water rushed against me. Devin came down to my ass and slapped my cheeks hard.

  I screamed out in pain.

  “Do you like that?” he asked.

  “Yes,” I gasped out.

  Devin jiggled my big ass before slapping me again and again. Each hit brought a crazy mix of pain and ecstasy. I couldn't tell the two apart anymore.

  All of the sudden, Devin plunged his gigantic cock into my soaking wet pussy. We both groaned as he pushed further and further inside me. My tight hole expanded to accommodate the massive size.

  “You feel so fucking good,” I yelled.

  Devin gripped my love handles and began to thrust slowly at first. He started to pick up speed as he found his rhythm. His body crashed into mine, drilling his super thick cock so deep.

  My breathing quickened. I flexed my legs and found my release, coming all around Devin.

  “Yeah, baby. Come for me,” he moaned.

  The pleasure subsided just enough for me to become conscious again.

  Devin held onto the back of my neck, forcing me into the wall. His hips rocked back and forth, my ass pounding against him.

  “You better get ready again because I'm going to fill you to the brim,” Devin said.

  Chapter Six

  I thought I was prepared for what was next.

  But nothing could prepare me for the onslaught of orgasms.

  “Come inside me, my prince,” I yelled.

  Calling Devin that word invigorated him. His nails broke my skin and he fucked me so hard that I thought I was going to break into a million pieces.

  He groaned and a warm flood of come sprayed into me. I came at the same time, screaming his name over and over again. Devin buried his seed deep within me. Our bodies became one under the shower.

  I thought it was all over but my body wasn't done yet. Even if Devin was.

  He stayed inside me, slowly becoming soft. Another orgasm hit me like a freight train. My body was riddled with spasms. I could barely get a breath in. My eyes rolled into the back of my head.

  Devin slipped out of me and the void was immense. I needed to be filled again.

  I couldn't hold my body at bay. I collapsed onto the shower floor and rubbed my clit furiously. Another orgasm fired off while Devin watched me with ravenous eyes. I flopped around in the water, convulsing until the aftershocks wore off.

  “God damn, you're fucking sexy, Britton,” Devin said.

  I inhaled deeply, trying to regain some oxygen. “I don't know what happened. I've never come that many times before. I couldn't control myself.”

  “I didn't know I could have that effect on a woman.” Devin sat down on the shower floor and gathered me in his arms. “I want to make you feel that way every day.”

  I laughed. “I don't know if my body could handle it.”

  Devin's smile turned sly. “We'll just have to see.” He kissed me passionately and I got lost again. “We need to get ready. Your mom is waiting for us downstairs.”

  “Shit I totally forgot. I could've spent the rest of my life in the shower with you. You're going to have to help me up though. I don't think my legs can support me anymore.”

  Devin stood up and grabbed both of my arms as he helped me up. My head instantly felt lightheaded and I swayed from side to side. “Got up too fast,” I said.

  Devin turned off the shower and gave me a towel. Anything else I can get for you?”

  “A new body would be nice,” I said.

  “I like your body just the way it is,” Devin replied.

  “How much time do we have?” I asked.

  Devin checked his watch on the bathroom counter. “We were supposed to meet your mom forty-five minutes ago.”

  We both got ready in a flash. Devin helped zip up my dress as the final act. My hair was still wet but there wasn't much I could do about that.

  We descended the stairs arm-in-arm. I needed Devin to help prop me up or I'd collapse. Most of my muscles weren't working anymore.

  My mom was waiting at the bottom, her arms crossed and her foot tapping. “There you guys are. What took you so long?”

  I spoke first. “I had some bathroom problems.”

  Devin's eyebrow arched.

  “Well I didn't need to know the specifics, Britton.” My mom took a step backwards. “Wow, look at you two. Just like a prince and a princess.”

  Devin and I looked at each other endearingly.

  Devin was a real prince now and his loving eyes told me that I was his princess.

  The End

  Story Twenty Six

  Copyright 2018

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  Disclaimer: This ebook is a work of fiction. Any resemblance characters in this story may have to real people is coincidental.

  No section of this book may be copied or reproduced without the author's permission.

  Description

  He thinks he owns me after our first meeting.

  Solomon is a huge man with an ego to match.

  I'm ready for a challenge.

  This will make you feel naughty in all the right places.

  Chapter One

  I knew the moment I met my mom's boyfriend, Solomon, that I had to make him mine.

  He wasn't like older men and nothing like the guys I met at college. He was mature, in perfect shape, and had expensive tastes.

  The problem was to get him attracted to me.

  I thought it would be simple: dress in slutty clothes, prance around the house, tell him sexual jokes.

  But none
of that worked.

  I never had trouble seducing men before. In fact, it was pretty easy for me. A push-up bra and a short skirt was enough to get any man to bend me over and take me right then and there.

  But not good old Solomon. He wouldn't do anything that was considered bad. And definitely nothing forbidden.

  I had never faced a challenge like this before and I was excited about conquering it. I had a plan that I knew was foolproof.

  My plan was two fold.

  Number one: Convince my mom that I needed a job at Solomon's company.

  Number two: Get close enough to him and stay there.

  The first part of the plan seemed easy enough. Ever since I graduated with a degree in psychology, I'd been on the lookout for jobs and had come up empty-handed.

  I knew my mom was getting frustrated with me being at home all the time pretty much living off her dime. And to be honest, I was too.

  I never saw myself in the position when I left college. I always pictured myself living on my own and making boatloads of money.

  But some things are not always meant to be.

  So now I could hit two birds with one stone. Get a job and Solomon all in the same swing. I had overheard Solomon telling my mom that his executive secretary had left him just a week ago and I was pretty sure that he hadn't hired anybody since.

  I put on my game face and found my mom in her bedroom reading a book about building confidence.

  “Can I talk to you for a moment?” I asked her.

  My mom took off her reading glasses and placed a bookmark between the pages. “What's up, Gwen?”

  I sat down on the edge of her bed. “Well as you know, I've been searching for a job and haven't had any luck.”

  “You need to put yourself out there more,” she replied.

  “I have. I've blanketed the entire city with my resume but nobody seems to be hiring right now.”

  My mom didn't seem to believe the bullshit. And she was right not to. After the first month of searching and not hearing anything back, I went into a little depression. I barely even looked for jobs anymore.

  “What you need to do is take anything that you can get and work your way up from there. It won't be the best job or high-paying but it will be a good start. I know you don't want to live under my roof the rest of your life.”

  “I was thinking about Solomon,” I said.

  My mom cocked her head to the side. “What about him?”

  “I overheard the two of you talking about his secretary and how he needed one.”

  “I don't know about that, Gwen. Solomon runs a big investing firm. I would think he needs someone who has a lot of experience as a secretary. You have no work experience whatsoever.”

  I hung my head low. “I know but I thought maybe Solomon could do it as a favor to you.”

  “Solomon and I aren't on great terms right now. We've been fighting a lot since he's always at work,” my mom said.

  “I'm sorry. I had no idea” I actually did have a little bit of an idea because I could hear them arguing all the time. I knew their relationship wouldn't last much longer. I could always tell when my mom was ready to move on. But I wasn't ready to move on from Solomon yet.

  “It doesn't have to be anything permanent. Just something to put on my resume so it will help me find a real job.”

  My mom thought about it for a moment, her fingertip tapping her bottom lip. “You might be on to something. If working for Solomon for a few months would give you some work experience, it could help your job search.”

  “I'm glad you're seeing things my way.”

  My mom put her hand up. “I'm not saying this is going to happen. Solomon is a very important man and I don't think he's going to go for it.” She paused for a moment for dramatic effect. “But I'll ask him for you.”

  I jumped at my mom and threw my arms around her. “Thank you so much. You don't know how much this means to me.”

  “If I do this, you better work your ass off for Solomon.”

  I nodded. “Don't worry, I will.”

  Chapter Two

  The first part of my plan had been a success.

  My mom had talked with Solomon one night and convinced him to hire me as his secretary.

  The morning of my first day was so nerve-wracking. I didn't know what to wear or how to do my hair. I wanted to impress Solomon with my professionalism. I knew I needed to go in the opposite direction of the skimpy outfits and laying it on thick. Solomon was into a more refined woman. And I set out to be exactly that.

  I put my hair in a tight bun and wore a long gray skirt with a matching blazer. I'd never worn a skirt that almost covered my knees. Usually they barely covered my ass.

  The finishing touch was a pair of glasses. I had worn contacts for most of my life but kept glasses for emergency situations.

  This was an emergency situation.

  My first day on the job wasn't exactly what I expected. I thought I'd be working closely with Solomon for the entire day.

  But he wasn't even there.

  Solomon was off on some business trip and wouldn't be back for a week.

  Why would he make me start when he knew he would be gone.

  All it did was reinforce the fact that Solomon wasn't taking this very seriously. He was just doing this as a favor to my mom.

  Well I would show him that I could be really good at this job. He would see the true benefits with time.

  So I had absolutely nothing to do but sit at my desk and look pretty. I was never trained and didn't even know what my duties were. I think everyone in the office knew I was connected to him and that I wouldn't be here for very long.

  I'd met a few of the other women around the office but most people kept to themselves.

  I used my free time to clean Solomon's office and snoop through his things. He was not surprisingly very private. He didn't keep many notes about his desk and everything was where it should be. Not a piece of paper out of place.

  What I failed to realize at first was that all of his personal details wouldn't be kept in a planner but on the computer.

  I hadn't even turned on the computer in the three days that I had come to work.

  When I hit the power button, I was greeted with a login screen. I never got a password or anything. I knew that if I asked somebody else, I'd get the same non-responsive look. Only Solomon would be able to help me and I still had to wait two days.

  Or did I?

  I looked through the desk drawers and found a piece of paper with a bunch of yellow sticky notes attached to it. It looked like it was important notes left behind by the previous secretary. And sitting at the top was her username and password.

  I wasn't sure if it would even work anymore since she had left but it was worth a shot.

  I typed in the jumble of letters and numbers and hit enter, crossing my fingers. The welcome screen came on and I jumped from my desk in celebration.

  But I didn't know what this had even accomplished. I didn't know what I was looking for.

  Solomon's secretary had kept everything very clean on the desktop. I clicked through folders and files looking for anything that would give me a leg up on Solomon.

  I found his upcoming schedule but it didn't reveal any information I didn't already know.

  As I was about to give up, I found a file that was suspiciously marked: Draft email to H.R. I wasn't sure what it meant but I clicked on it anyways.

  I read through the email that was paragraphs long. My eyes lit up as I discovered the content. The gist of it was that Solomon and his secretary had fallen into a secret romance. She described in intimate detail about their office encounters which excited me immensely.

  I wanted to slip my hand down my skirt and touch myself but there were too many people around. I leaned closer to the computer monitor and read every word of every sentence.

  The previous secretary never sent the email to H.R. There was no indication that anybody had found out about the two of them. So why di
d she leave then?

  Did Solomon fire her? Maybe he was done with her and threw her away like the morning trash.