Forbidden Fruit: Volume 1

by Harley, Lisa M.

  I chuckled out loud causing the guy to swing around on his stool. There was a slight glean of sweat on the guy’s reddened face. “Is there something you find funny?” His voice was angry and I was pretty sure he was about to take being told to fuck off by the woman out on me. Unless he still didn’t get it.

  “Yeah, I find it funny that she just told you off and you’re still standing there. My girlfriend likes to be treated with a lot more respect.”

  “Girlfriend?” His eyes darted between the French beauty and me. She gave a small nod and pressed her lips into a tight smile. It’s been a little while since I tried to hit on a girl, so I took a risk saying that, but hopefully saving her from this conversation might score some points for me.

  He seemed like he still didn’t believe me, so I added, “Yeah, I went to chat with some friends.” I leaned in and jokingly whispered, “But I’m back now.” I wiggled my brows, egging him on. I’d be more than happy to punch the guy in the face. She’s definitely worth the risk of getting my picture in the paper again. Jail for that matter too. Knocking him out might help get some of this sexual angst I’ve got building up in me.

  “Maybe next time you shouldn’t leave such a beautiful woman sitting here by herself,” he sneered at me and started to leave.

  “Why? I can’t sit quietly and enjoy my drink at the bar? Sometimes a little solitude gives you perspective. Unless you’re the type of person who just can’t be alone,” the beauty spoke as her eyes dared him to say something more. Her graceful hand swirled the olive in her drink before she, ever so sensually, brought it to her mouth. We both watched as her rose colored lips parted, her tongue caressed the olive before finally wrapping her lips around it. A slight pout of her mouth finalized the most sexual way I’ve ever seen a woman eat an olive. My balls tightened hard and I quickly adjusted myself, knowing I now had to have those lips around my cock the same way.

  “Now, if you’ll excuse my boyfriend and me, I would really appreciate it,” she demanded as she uncrossed her legs. She tucked her ankles together on the stool brace, bringing both our focus to her gorgeous legs. The guy looked at me and then back to her before walking off. Too easy.

  I smiled as I stepped closer to this woman who now had me completely and totally entranced. I felt like I had to know everything about her. “What’s your name?” I asked. Not the best opener, but at least I’d be able to call her something other than “woman” in my head.

  I glanced at her long slim neck and watched her swallow, then her teeth pulled in her full bottom lip. I felt like I was holding my breath awaiting her name, and couldn’t help but wonder why she seemed reluctant to give it. Her eyes darted around the room quickly before landing back on mine. “Let’s not do names.”

  My brows shot up in surprise, wondering why. Of course then my mind flipped the other way thinking that maybe I have an awesome shot with her. I was pretty sure I did after saving her from Rico Suave, but you never know.

  Without thinking, I placed my hand on her thigh. The silkiness of her skirt compelled me to massage the fabric and squeeze her flesh underneath. She seemed to gasp and I was certain she’d slap my hand away. Instead her legs parted and her hands clutched my waist as she pulled me closer to her. I inhaled her sweet soft scent deeply, knowing I’d remember the elegant fragrance my entire life. Touching her silky hair, the same amazing color as her eyes, was pure luxury. I firmed my grip as I bent down; her eyes were begging me to kiss her.

  “Make me forget him,” she implored huskily.

  Our lips were just about to touch as I whispered, “Who?”

  Her eyes fluttered shut as she breathed, “My boyfriend.” With that she greedily pressed her lips to mine as I felt her hunger strengthen. Her lips parted allowing my tongue to explore her mouth. An explosion of emotions surged through me as her soft lips engulfed mine. A sense of urgency and need flowed between us as I wrapped my hand tighter around her soft locks. Our surroundings faded as a throaty mewl reverberated from her sending shivers through me. I caressed her soft cheek, needing her even closer to me.

  She pulled back slowly as I realized my friends across the bar were making catcalls. I pressed my lips against her soft flesh again, wanting to never part from it.

  Curling her mouth into a small smile, she teased, “I take it your friends approve.”

  Not taking my eyes off her, nor my hands from her velvety skin, I told her, “I don’t need their approval.” I didn’t wait for an answer from her as I leaned in again and continued to taste her luscious mouth. Everything about her screamed sensuality and passion. If she was like this in bed, I was pretty sure I wouldn’t want to let her go after just one night.

  “How long have you been with your boyfriend?” I asked as we came up for air. Then I realized how stupid it was of me to ask that question. Who asks a gorgeous girl about her boyfriend when you’re trying to get her into bed?

  Idiot.

  “Not very long. I thought we agreed you were going to help me forget him tonight,” she reminded me as her tongue swept over her full bottom lip before being tugged in between her teeth.

  “You’re right. How could I forget my manners?” I smiled as I leaned over to capture that same lip with my own teeth.

  I couldn’t take her home, but I definitely wanted a full night to explore her. Especially as I ran my fingers lightly over the side of her waist. I felt her shiver and all I wanted to do all night was elicit any pleasurable tingle from her body. As I kissed her softly, I whispered in her ear, “Would you care to leave with me for a little more privacy?”

  She shook her head as her eyes darted around the room as if searching for an answer. Slight disappointment marred her beautiful features. “I can’t risk leaving here with someone,” she worriedly spoke, her full mouth pouting after she told me this. Maybe her boyfriend is more high profile than I thought before. For some reason, the thought of making sure she forgot whatever guy has a hold on her, turned me on even more. Making sure she thought of me the next time they have sex was my new found goal. I was going to make sure she wouldn’t forget how I took her.

  I caressed her hand gently knowing what to do. I reached in my pocket and grabbed a twenty. I was unsure if she paid for her drink already, but didn’t want the bartender asking where we went. Throwing the bill on the counter I glanced at her confused expression and gave her a reassuring smile.

  This bar has been in magazines for having an unheard of ten private bathrooms, each with its own door that locks. I wasn’t sure how she’d feel about having sex in the bathroom, but I was so revved up at that point, I didn’t care.

  I led her toward the back of the hallway lined with doors and pushed one open. For being a bar bathroom, it seriously deserved to be in a magazine. The room was fairly large, extremely clean with a modern feel to it. I watched her glance behind us, making sure we weren’t being followed. Seeing that she worried about that, made my cock twitch. Especially knowing I’d enjoy trying to calm her nerves. I pulled her in and closed the door, locking it as the lights automatically came on.

  “Do you still want me to make you forget about him?” I asked, making sure she wanted this. The last thing I needed was another story in the paper that I would take advantage of a woman. Her eyes darted to my lips as I watched her chest lift, giving me a full shot of her petite cleavage. A black lacy bra peeked through and let my mind wonder if her panties matched. There’s only one way to find out. I touched her cheek and leaned in. “Do you?”

  She exhaled a deep breath as her eyes fluttered shut and leaned in toward me. “Oui,” she whispered as her velvet soft lips touched mine.

  And that was it. After that there was no more talking. Our mouths collided, our hands grabbed and tugged at any piece of material we could clutch at. I pressed her body against the wall as I devoured her luscious mouth, inhaling her incredible delicate scent.

  The sound of the bar outside the door was barely audible as I pressed her harder against the wall. Anxiously, my hand slid down to
feel her ass. The silky material of her skirt wasn’t allowing me to fully appreciate her body. I reached down a little further for the hem and skimmed my fingers along something lacy. I backed off slightly, so I could have a better look. Holy shit. How the hell did I miss that she was wearing black thigh high things with lace at the top? The only time Mary ever wore those was when I bought them for her and she thought it was a joke.

  “You like them?” Her soft voice asked. That accent of hers along with the view of her firm thighs made me want to come in my pants. I reached down and tugged at her fabric to reveal what I had hoped. Black lacy panties. As I grazed my fingers along her thigh, she let out a beautiful throaty sigh. I pressed my hand to her sex feeling how wet she was through the soft fabric. Her hands clutched my hair, forcing my mouth to hers.

  I heard the lock on the door jiggle. I heard someone swear and then they seemed to leave. Our eyes met, her concerned expression vanished as we both seemed to inhale deeply and devour each other with our eyes. Considering I’ve never done anything like this before, hearing that door almost open added to the excitement of what we were going to do.

  I sifted my hands through her silky hair and smiled right before taking her mouth again. A throaty mewl escaped her lips shooting need right to my dick. Her soft tongue was delicate at the same time as seeming so needy. I’ve had two other women besides Mary, but there was something about this woman; she seemed to be erotic, sensual and incredibly passionate. Hell, maybe it was just because I’ve only screwed American girls.

  I grabbed her hands and pinned her to the wall as I pushed my entire body up against her. I knew she felt my hard cock push against her as her hips met mine and started to grind against me. Fuck, if she keeps doing that I’ll be coming in my pants and that’s not where I wanted it. I grabbed her other wrist, pinning hers together and let my hand roam down her arm. Her body shuddered as her mouth vibrated with pleasure.

  Man, her mouth was like nothing I’ve ever had before. She knew how to seduce me with just this and I couldn’t wait to find out if her pussy could do the same to my cock.

  My hand continued down to her tit and squeezed slightly before releasing to find her tight bud. Through her soft sweater and her bra, I could feel how hard her nipple was. Her groans of pleasure from just touching her made me pull back from her mouth. I watched her head fall back savoring my touch. Grinding my teeth with a need to ravage her, I clutched the opening of her sweater and pulled, popping a couple of buttons as she gasped. There is a God, I almost shouted when I realized her bra had a front clasp and I unhooked it eagerly. Bending my head down, I pulled back the lace to reveal her beautiful breasts. Her two mounds of flesh were the perfect size as I cupped one in my hand tightly. I licked and teased her other nipple, devouring it with my mouth. I could tell she enjoyed my little nips to her as I felt her clutch my head tighter, forcing me to pinch her other tight bud eliciting another soft moan.

  Fucking A, I couldn’t take anymore. I stopped immediately causing her facial expression to change to slight panic. I enjoyed having that type of control over her. She definitely wanted me and I was going to make sure she’d never fucking forget me.

  “Turn around,” I ordered her with a sly grin. I didn’t want her alarmed, but I sure as fuck wanted her to know I wasn’t done with her. I watched her expression change as a grin that matched mine spread across her mouth. I grabbed her cheeks, needing to taste her tongue again before grabbing her waist and aiding her to turn around. I clutched her hands and placed them firmly on the wall. As I glanced down I noticed her ass jut out. She knew I had something in mind, but I doubt she knew what I really wanted to do.

  Realizing that my ex never allowed me to taste her from behind, made me want to try it with this gorgeous woman I had in front of me. I needed to know everything about her body if I only get this short time with her. I gripped her hips and pulled her ass to my cock and ground myself into her. Her moans alone made me want to explode in my pants. Thinking of anything but her erotic sounds was difficult, especially when I pulled up the bottom of her skirt as I bent down. Her skin was so smooth, her butt so firm as I ran my lips over each globe, letting her feel my scruff. I laughed to myself about how I was pissed earlier when I first saw her that I hadn’t shaved. She was panting so heavy now and just this small movement added to it. I wanted to drive her insane with need.

  Gripping her cheeks and pulling them so her ass was higher, I flicked my finger under the lace of her panties so I could get to what I really wanted. I took a deep breath as I gazed at her swollen, glistening entrance. My heart was pounding before, but I swear it almost jumped out of my chest seeing the sight before me. Carnal need coursed through me as I sank my tongue deep into her, my other hand squeezed the back of her thigh almost coaxing more pleasure out of her. Her body pushed against my mouth with more desire as I continued to suck and flick my tongue up to her clit over and over again. Her breathing picked up and so did her moans as her muscles tightened. I knew she was coming as I continued to press harder against her tight bud.

  “Oh mon Dieu!” I heard her cry out as her whole body shuddered while I reveled in making her come so hard. I continued to torture her over-sensitized sex, enjoying her body shaking with pleasure. I blew cool air onto her as I pressed my lips to her luscious tush, giving a small nip at the same time. Her body jerked as she tried to catch her breath.

  I stood and ran my hand lightly over her backside. “Oh, yes. Hit me, please,” she begged as she grabbed my hand and placed it firmly on the cleft of her ass. Oh fuck, yeah. She likes to get spanked. I looked to the ceiling thanking whatever reason brought her into my life. I groped her ass and smoothed it over before pulling my hand back and smacking it hard just under her cheek. “Ohh,” she moaned as I rubbed the pink area gently. Her ass was in the air; her perfect spot angled just the right way as if it were begging me to shove my cock in her.

  Remembering how my ex always hated to be kissed after I went down on her, I wanted to see how this beauty would like it. I captured her mouth with mine, letting her taste how beautiful she is. Taking both sides of her head in my hands, I continued to enjoy her sensuality as I led her over to the sink, continuing to claim her mouth to mine. Pulling at the nape of her hair, I stopped for a moment as we both stared into each other’s eyes. Both of us were breathing so rapidly, it was as if we wanted to take one second to try to gather our senses before going that extra step. Her head tilted slightly as she tugged her bottom lip between her teeth before sweeping her tongue over it.

  It was as if I wanted to test her out, making sure she was nothing like my ex, who never wanted anything other than missionary. I quickly unbuttoned my jeans, happy that I went commando today, allowing my cock to spring free faster. Holding my dick in my hand, I glanced up quickly to see her eyes fill with lust. She reached out, wrapping her velvety soft hand around my sword and moaned. Our mouths crashed against each other’s harsh and full force, as she firmed her grip on me. Her fingernails lightly ran along my balls making them harden instantly.

  Bringing her closer to me, I rubbed my tip back and forth in between her wet sex. Just doing that was enough to push me over. I grabbed her hips and spun her around, watching her grab the edge of the white pedestal sink. She bent over with anticipation as I held my cock and took a deep breath trying to calm myself so I wouldn’t come before I even entered her. The need to shove my cock in her was too great and I placed my tip right at her opening. Soft, warm…I knew she was going to be fantastic. She arched her body, waiting for me.

  “Ohh,” she cried out as I thrust my hard shaft into her wet tight pussy. Feeling her wrap around me was the most incredible feeling I’ve ever had with any woman. I grabbed her hips as I pulled out and then shoved myself back into her hard. I couldn’t take my eyes off of watching her round firm globes pressing against me, swallowing my hard pole. I tried to think of other things in order not to come just yet.

  “Fuck me, yes. Just like that. Oh.” Her cries of pleasure made me t
hrust faster and faster until I was completely lost inside of her. Feeling her swollen sex clamp down around me as she shuddered with ecstasy, I was done for. I continued, knowing this woman was pure bliss that I would never experience again. I had no control anymore as my cock shoved faster into her. My balls tightened as my pole hardened like steel. Her moans of continued pleasure pushed me further as I came hard, shooting everything I had in her. My hips continued to fuck her as I slowly came down.

  She sighed as she clutched one of my hands still on her hip. She squeezed firmly as if thanking me. I pulled slowly out of her and heard a soft protesting sigh. As I got dressed, I watched her pull her panties back up and adjust her skirt. Thankfully, I had only popped the top buttons of her cardigan so it looked like she had really nice cleavage. As I watched her hands adjust her bra and cardigan, an odd moment passed between us, as if we weren’t sure what to say or what to do. I pulled her close to me and kissed her hard, her mouth seemed more than willing as she wrapped her arms around my neck.

  Knowing I needed to find out more about her, I studied her eyes unsure of what to really say to her. I realize that was just sex, but it was so incredible I had to have more of her. Fuck her boyfriend or whatever she said he was.

  “So, can I find out your name now?” I asked as I kissed her neck.

  “Mmm, remember? We said no names,” she whispered into my ear and then teased my ear lobe with her tongue.

  “Yeah, but that was before what we just did. I was kind of thinking we could maybe meet up again? Soon.” I was trying my best not to sound desperate. But shit, I needed to be with this woman again and not knowing her name was going to kill me for some reason.