My Deepest Desire (Hidden Desires)

by Dane, Sanya

  “Of course.”

  Leah sits there staring at Naira. After a while of Naira pretending not to notice, Leah says, “Alright, what happened. You haven’t said anything about your date, you slept with him didn’t you?”

  “Yes! I don‘t know what came over me I never do that.”

  “Where?”

  Naira whispers, “In his car.”

  Leah shakes her head. “Ara, of all places his car. Really?

  “Yes, and that’s not even the worst part! I squirted when I came. I’m so embarrassed. Both he and the car seat were soaked; I had to use my panties to dry the seat. On top of that, he wants to go out tomorrow night. I can’t go out with him again.”

  “Okay, you have got to calm down. Did he say anything about being wet or inquiring where it came from?”

  “No, I pretended to be asleep until we reached my house.”

  Leah tries not to smile, “You are so dramatic. Naira talk to him let him know that you squirt.”

  Naira leans forward not wanting people to hear them, “Are you crazy! What if he thinks I’m a freak? It’s bad enough I had to tell him I want to be with two guys.”

  “How did he react to that?”

  “He told me he intends to make me his. And honestly I’m still not sure something isn’t wrong with him; there is no room for both of us to be crazy.”

  Leah laughs, “I’m sorry. You really are nutty sometimes. How did you handle this situation with other guys?”

  “I controlled my orgasm. There’s no way in the world I can do that with him. He is super-sized if you get me.”

  Leah leans forward to whisper, “Really?”

  “OMG! I know it sounds crazy but he just sparks this heat in me and all I want is for him to fuck me senseless.”

  Leah blinks a few times, “Definitely talk to him. I read a relationship guide that said most men love women who squirt. It said most women don’t so to quote one guy it makes him feel like (the MAN)”.

  Naira smirks, “Vincent is definitely (the MAN). But you know me, whenever it comes to guys I talk myself into trying something new, it goes wrong and I end up regretting it.”

  “You have to forget the past.”

  “Don’t go there.”

  Naira proceeds to tell Leah about everything that happened at the banquet including about the guy she saw staring at her. Leah tells her she’s glad they had a good time and if she really likes Vincent then she should give them both a chance to get to know each other.

  Leah pats Naira’s hand, “Ara, you have a gorgeous house that you never let people pass the doorway of.”

  “I let you in. Besides I don’t want to bring a guy in for us to eventually have an argument and mess up my feng shui.”

  “Um hmm. The only way forward is through.”

  Naira rolls her eyes but before she can reply the waiter arrives with their food. As they begin to eat they hear a women at the table next to them ask her friend. “Isn’t that the woman who attended the banquet with Dr. Kincaid?”

  Her friend replies, “Yes, I don’t know what he sees in her. She’s so… plump.”

  Leah looks at Naira’s face and says, “Shit.”

  Naira smiles as she looks over at the women and says, “Yes I did attend the banquet with Dr. Kincaid. I image he’s attracted to my wonderful personality, my beauty and the fact that I can do things in bed that can make his eyes cross. A man that fine, I figure if someone is going to use him I might as well do it for the sex. It’s better than some stuck-up socialite screwing him for his money like some of his colleagues. The best part is I won’t have to worry about him looking for someone to sleep with to ease the pain of being stuck in an unhappy relationship. Have a good day.”

  The first woman slaps her hand over her mouth trying not to laugh and the second women gets up, snatches her purse off the table and heads for the door. As the women leave the first lady pauses at the door and laughs after her friend exits.

  Leah shakes her head, “You’re going to psychologically damage someone like that one day.”

  Naira smiles, “What can I say? I won’t start it but I’ll finish it.”

  They enjoy brunch and as they leave the restaurant Naira gives Leah a hug. Naira tells her not to work too hard when Leah says she has to go into her office. Leah reiterates to Naira to speak to Vincent.

  Naira starts walking towards the supermarket, while making a grocery list on her cell phone she collides with someone. Looking up to apologize she is stunned to see the guy who was watching her at the banquet. Cropped blonde hair, hazel green eyes and six feet of sexy lean muscle leave her speechless. She feels heat spread from her shoulders through her body making her shudder. She realizes he is holding her as she sways toward him.

  Staring into his eyes she hears, “Are you okay?”

  Naira shakes her head to focus, “Um, ye-yeah I’m fine. I’m sorry I walked into you I should have been paying attention.

  “No problem. I love when beautiful women bump into me; it makes it easier to start a conversation.

  “You think I’m beautiful? I mean I… I’m sorry I have to go.”

  He smirks as he watches Naira walk away frazzled.

  Naira goes to the supermarket to shop then heads home. She pours a glass of wine and sits on her terrace enjoying the view of the park across the street. As she sips her drink Naira thinks about Leah’s words and all the guys she dated that she never invited into her house. She was marginally attracted to the other guys she’s dated but none sent fire through her veins and now she’s found two in one week.

  ****

  Naira goes to the boutique for a few hours then decides to surprise Vincent at work with lunch and talk to him about her concern. Having made excuses for a week about why she couldn’t go out with him, it feels like they’ve known each other so much longer. His desire to know more about her makes Naira nervous. Normally she’d ditch any guy who showed interest in a serious relationship. But, she really enjoys being with Vincent and wants to explore the way he makes her feel.

  As Naira walks into his outer office Vincent’s assistant looks up. She smiles in immediate recognition, “Hi Ms. Cahill.”

  Naira is a little surprised to hear the woman say her name then she realizes Vincent’s assistant is the friend of the woman Naira insulted at the restaurant. “Hi.”

  “Nicole”

  “It’s nice to meet you Nicole.”

  “I’m sorry about what Delia said to you that day at Le’Bistro.”

  “No problem, she left with her feelings hurt not me.”

  “Still, she was rude and she was only upset because she was hoping her husband would get the head of pediatrics position.”

  “Who was rude?”

  Naira and Nicole turn to see Vincent standing in the doorway of his office. Nicole looks back at Naira, her eyes wide open in panic.

  Naira walks toward Vincent holding out the picnic basket she brought with her, “Hey Blue Eyes. Look I brought you lunch.” She gently ushers Vincent back into the office and closes the door behind them.

  He asks, “So what were you two talking about?”

  “Nothing much, we realized we saw each other at a restaurant the other day.”

  “And who was rude?”

  “Like a dog with a bone aren’t ya?”

  Vincent leans on his desk and crosses his arms staring at Naira, “You know, a few days ago one of the doctors made a comment about me needing to keep my girlfriend in line. I ignored it because I didn’t know what he was talking about.”

  “Fine”, Naira sighs, “The Sunday after the banquet my best friend Leah and I were having lunch when a woman at the table next to us commented that she didn’t understand you being with me because I’m so plump.”

  Vincent frowns, “And you said?”

  Naira shrugs, “I told her I was using you for sex and implied that she married for money.”

  Vincent slowly smiles then begins to laugh, “It sounds like she got what she deserved. I�
��ll tell her husband to advise her to watch who she insults.”

  Naira says, “It’s fine, people like her are usually insecure. I see her ignorance for what it is.”

  “I know you do Beautiful, but she was disrespectful to you and that I won’t allow.”

  Vincent pulls Naira close kissing her. He slips his tongue into her month, at the same time he takes the picnic basket from her and puts it on his desk. The kiss instantly goes from zero to sixty. Grabbing her ass with both hands he squeezes and she squeaks. The phone intercom beeps, “Dr. Cahill?”

  “Yes Nicole.”

  “If it’s okay with you I’m going to take lunch early today.”

  Naira leans into Vincent’s shoulder to muffle her laughter.

  “Yes that’s fine. Enjoy your lunch.”

  “You too.”

  Nicole’s comment makes Vincent join Naira who is now laughing harder. Leaning back to look at her, he realizes she’s still wearing her trench coat.

  He says, “Let me help you with this”, while reaching for the belt to her coat.

  Before he can open untie it Naira says, “We need to talk.”

  Seeing the staid look on her face Vincent leads her over to a sofa to sit down. “Does this have something to do with why you’ve been ducking me for all week?”

  “Yes. I didn’t lie, I have been working on my spring line but I also felt uncomfortable after our last date, specifically after we had sex. I squirt.”

  Vincent recognizes Naira is perfectly serious about her comment. He prompts her to slide from the sofa to his lap. “Beautiful, thank you for sharing this concern with me, I appreciate your honesty. I know you may be uncomfortable with this but know that I find your squirting incredibly sexy because I find you sexy.”

  Naira’s smile is brighter then the sun shining on them through the window and the reddish blush of her skin ensnares Vincent. He asks, “Anything else?”

  “I’m not really submissive. I enjoy going to the club and I show the Doms respect but there aren’t any that I will submit to. I’ve tried but other than the demonstrations I help Dante with it’s not really a lifestyle for me.”

  Vincent studies Naira noticing she won’t quite look him in the eyes, “Thank you for telling me that. It is something we can explore later. I’m not a twenty-four seven Dom so other than some occasions in the bedroom that won’t be an issue.”

  He helps Naira stand and pulls the tie on her coat, “Now that we’ve gotten that settled why don’t you take off your coat, stay awhile.”

  As he pushes her coat open his eyes glide across Naira’s body like a slow caress. His dick swells from partially aroused to granite at the vision of her buxom frame in a dark blue lace bra and matching boyshorts. Vincent takes special interest in the star of life nipple shields displayed on her breasts. He licks his thumb and draws small circles across the tip of Naira’s nipples.

  Vincent traces the symbol of his profession, “These are beautiful.”

  “I have all kinds that I wear regularly but I bought these just because I thought you would like them.”

  “You were right”.

  Vincent picks Naira up and sets her on his desk. He kisses her on the lips then licks her right nipple. He lightly bites it while sliding his hand down her plump mound, causing Naira to clench her thighs shut. Vincent lifts her chin forcing her to look at him. “I know this is a hard limit for you but can you trust me enough to believe that I won’t enter you with my fingers until you let me know it’s okay.” Naira nods her head and Vincent says, “No Beautiful, you must speak.”

  Naira replies, “Yes Sir,” feeling proud when Vincent smiles.

  He slips his hand in-between her thigh to cup her crotch and is almost floored by his discovery. He groans, “Damn” when he feels flesh instead of lace then pushes her thighs open and looks down at the opening in her underwear. Vincent looks in her eyes, “You’re driving around with all my merchandise exposed.”

  Naira smirks, “You’re merchandise?”

  “Although you seem intent on keeping our relationship casual, make no mistake, you are mine.” Vincent leans forward whispering in her ear, “Even if you’re not ready to admit it.”

  In the mood to play Naira says, “If you say so.”

  Vincent’s eyes narrow, “I think you need to be punished imp.”

  Naira’s eyes gloss over with lust as she replies, “Punished, but I’m always so good.”

  Vincent inquires, “What else are you uncomfortable with?”

  “Any type of blood or piercing of the skin, severe pain, and anything that leaves a permanent mark.”

  “Okay. You are good, but you need to be punished for driving around practically naked…” he yanks her pussy hair while covering her scream, “and for leaking all over my desk.”

  Vincent rubs the sting of pain away as he kneels down in between Naira’s legs. He spreads her pussy lips wide with his fingers and drags his tongue through her sweet syrup. He looks up at her, “I love the taste of you, thick and sweet like peach nectar.” She groans as Vincent laps up her fragrant liquid. Her whimpers get a little louder when he plunges his tongue inside her and twists it. He starts rubbing her clit while stroking his tongue in her. Naira’s legs begin to shake; Vincent puts them over his shoulders then pulls her pubic hair. At the same time he sucks her clit and she slaps her hand over her mouth screaming as she climaxes.

  Vincent stands up and kisses her; her sweet juice saturates his face. He thrusts his tongue into her mouth, the taste of her essence on him spiking her lust. Wiping his month Vincent says, “Have I told you I love how quickly you come when you’re not holding back?”

  Naira looks out the window but Vincent turns her face back to him, “You don’t have to hide from me.”

  “I don’t belong to you.”

  Naira feels guilty when Vincent frowns at her. She starts to undo his pants but he moves her hand away and undoes it himself. He pulls his cock out and steps back saying, “Suck me.”

  Naira smiles as she slides off the desk and kneels on the floor. She looks up at Vincent then licks up his shaft. He braces one hand on the desk behind her and grabs her hair with the other. Looking down at her he says, “I didn’t say lick me, I said suck me.”

  Naira’s eyes shudder, adding wood to the fire blazing through Vincent. He pulls her hair again and her moans confirm that she likes a little pain with her pleasure. He grips her tighter pushing his cock into her mouth as she groans. Vincent locks his jaw and grips the desk harder to keep from rumbling in pleasure as Naira sucks him deep into her throat. She slowly slides him out, tickles the opening with the tip of her tongue then slurps his cock back into her mouth. When she sucks her cheeks in around the crown and flattens her tongue along his shaft, he yanks hid dick out of her mouth with a pop.

  He carries her around the desk and sits her on top. He spreads Naira’s legs growling, “Don’t come until I say.”

  Vincent forces himself to slide into Naira’s tight wet pussy slowly. Once he’s all the way in he pulls out and thrusts back in swallowing her screams. He continues to drive in and out of her, his massive organ drums a staccato beat deep inside her sheath. He breaks the kiss so they can breathe. Naira bites his shoulder as her body flexes around him. Vincent snarls, “Don’t you dare.”

  Naira takes a deep breath trying to focus on stopping her orgasm. Vincent pumps into her a few more times, and then slaps the front of her pussy. Naira locks her teeth into his shoulder as her pussy clamps down on him. He pulls her body forward and snarls, “Come with me”.

  Their bodies burst like a flash of lightning in a thunder storm. Her spasming walls jerk stream after stream of milky pleasure out of him. Once their bodies stop trembling, Vincent slips out of Naira and falls into his chair. He reaches up and pulls her onto his lap. He kisses her and smiles, “You can bring me lunch whenever you want.”

  Naira laughs and kisses Vincent again, “I bet Nicole feels the same way since she got a long lunch.”

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sp; Vincent laughs, “Well it’s that or her sit outside and listen to us make love.”

  “It might be fun knowing someone can hear us.”

  “Are you serious?”

  “Yeah, I think it could be hot.”

  Vincent mumbles, “Thank you D.”

  Not hearing him clearly Naira asks, “What did you say?”

  “Nothing.”

  Naira opens her mouth to ask again when the intercom beeps, “Dr. Cahill, I’m back from lunch and your next appointment should be here in ten minutes.”

  Vincent looks at his clock seeing almost two hours have passed, “Thank you Nicole.”

  Naira taps him on the nose with her finger, “It sounds like it’s time for me to go.”

  She gets up, takes baby wipes out of her bag to clean up with and hands some to Vincent, “I hope you have an extra pair of pants.”

  Vincent looks down at the large wet stain on his pants. He pulls open the bottom draw of his desk and pulls out a pair of scrubs. Naira puts on her coat while he changes, she ties her coat shut then kisses Vincent, “I hope you enjoy your lunch.”

  “I did.”

  Naira smiles and Vincent says, “Oh you mean the food in the picnic basket. I’m sure I’ll enjoy that too.”

  Naira waves good-bye as she leaves. Exiting the hospital she walks to her car when she gets that same feeling of being watched she had at the banquet. Casually turning around Naira sees the man with greens eyes in front of the hospital, instantly heat shoots through her. He starts to walk towards her but before he can get three steps Naira jumps in her car and pulls off.

  Chapter Four

  That evening Vincent is getting ready for his date with Naira when his brother walks in. “Hey Z, what are you doing home so early.”

  “I have a break while they work out some issues in my case. Where are you heading out to?”

  “I have a date with a sexy designer. I’m sorry I didn’t have a chance to introduce you to her at the banquet.”

  Zander smiles, “I got there late and by the time I saw you, you were distracted, it’s perfectly understandable.”