I was shocked and grateful at the same time.
“What made you think I would go along with this?”
He smiled and approached me. He kissed me. His tongue found mind and I was lost.
He pulled back and smiled again.
“Oh I knew. Was I wrong?”
Betrayal
I knew what I was doing was wrong. I would feel guilty all day every day. I just could not help it. I would smell her scent everywhere I went.
I couldn’t sleep just thinking about her. At night I would lay awake hoping she would call me and I would be here waiting and stroking my hard cock.
In the morning I would stand in the shower thinking and wishing she was here with me. I would stand there imagining water spilling down her large chocolate breasts. I would lick the dripping water from her nipples tasting her sweetness.
I would get so turned on I would come all over my hand watching some of it flow down the drain. I would wish she was here to catch all of it in her mouth and swallow it like she always does.
It killed me to know that there was some other man laying in bed next to her, holding her, kissing her and making love to her. It hurt even more to know that my father was the other man.
We met her the same night and apparently it was love at first sight for both of us. She seemed to have a thing for the exotic type and the fact that my family is from Jordan kind of turned her on and she threw herself at us.
I knew that she was a little older than me but it didn’t bother me. What was three years? Yet, it wasn’t me who ended up with the love affair.
My father was charming, older and had more money and security to offer her. He swept her off her feet and before I could blink they were married.
I was devastated.
I needed to get away. I applied to a grad school all the way across the country.
I saw it as fate when he took a job moving her right up the street from me. It was a bonus when this job made it so he would be out of the state for long stretches of time.
What made it more perfect was when he asked me to watch her and keep an eye on her for him. I was more than happy to.
It didn’t take long after that to discover she did have feelings for me. The first time we kissed was magical and soon after that she was calling me when the old man was away begging for me to fill her up with my big hard cock.
I knew she was afraid of him and she must really have wanted me to risk his temper. My dad can be intimidating and scary when he is mad and quite a few people avoid him because of that.
My mom was one of them. She would always say that my father was a bully and very possessive. He always accused her of cheating. Eventually she could not take it anymore and filed for divorce.
That was a hard thing for her to do. Being Muslim, it is not that easy to just divorce your husband because you don’t like what he says. Parts of her family disowned her.
I guess it made me feel less guilty about what I was doing.
Whenever I was with her I would think about the first time I saw her…the moment I fell in love. That was what I was doing tonight while I held her in my arms. We had just finished making love and I had the urge to let her know how I felt.
“Lexi, baby, I want to be with you so bad. Why don’t you just leave him and be with me?” I said resting on her breasts.
She rubbed my hair soothingly.
“DJ, I can’t do that.”
“He doesn’t deserve you. I can take care of you the way you need me to.”
I wanted her to know that I was here for her. She never said it, but I had a feeling my dad was not affectionate with her. I wanted her to see that I was the man for her.
She averted her eyes before she answered.
“I enjoy being with you but I can’t just leave him. I can’t-”
I sat up and looked into her eyes.
“Does he make you happy? He can’t because you are always calling me here to please you. You’re too young for him.”
She laughed a nervous laugh.
“Do you really want to endure his wrath?”
I sighed.
“You have to be honest with me? Is he hurting you?”
I could see tears in her eyes, yet she was smiling as she shook her head no.
“If you really want me as much as I want you, I can handle my dad."
She hurriedly leaned over and kissed me. The taste of her always melts me and I let myself fall into the kiss. I grabbed her and wrapped her up in my arms. I just wanted to lie like this forever.
Then the phone rang. She didn’t move to answer it and I knew at that instant who was calling her.
I reached over and grabbed it off the table. When I looked at the screen it was confirmed. I tossed it at her.
“It’s dad.” I stated “Just talk to him.”
I climbed off the bed and began to put on my clothes.
“You’re leaving?”
“Answer the phone.” I said heading out of the bedroom.
I was trying to keep my composure. I didn’t want to hear her sweet talk to him. It drove me crazy. I just stood in the living room pacing. I knew that she was married to him but it kills me. I wish she would just leave him.
I heard her call after me. Then I heard the pitter patter of her bare feet hitting the hardwood floors. She had a white sheet wrapped around her covering her beautiful body. She resembled a Greek goddess. It was so hard to stay upset looking at her.
“Don’t go. Not yet.” She said running into my arms.
I embraced her getting a good whiff of her dark hair.
“I just can’t do this much longer baby. I want you to be only mine.”
She gripped me tighter.
“Dj, I love your father and I can’t see myself leaving.”
I sighed. The anger I was feeling was coming back.
“Then why are you sleeping with me?”
I unwrapped her arms from around me and pushed her back.
“Are you just using me?”
She moved and grabbed me around the waist.
“No,” she insisted. “I love you too.”
Some of her words were muffled as she smashed her face into my stomach.
“Let’s not talk about this tonight. I just want to go back to bed.”
She let me go dropping the sheet to the floor. I smiled staring at her body. She walked toward the bedroom with her hips swinging. I could not take my eyes off her ass.
It was so fucking hot.
I picked up the sheet and followed her into the room. I watched her climb onto the bed with her nice ass in the air. My cock became hard and it was definitely ready for some more action.
She got on her back and spread her beautiful legs exposing her pussy to my eyes. Damn! This woman knew how to draw me into her web. I climbed on the bed ready to taste her again.
I wasted no time burying my head into her pussy and lapping at her like a cat with a bowl of milk. I could never get enough of her and I wished that I could stay right here for the rest of my life.
I was there for about 10 minutes when I felt her jump up almost kicking me in the head.
“Da'ud!” she exclaimed.
For a second I was confused, and then I looked at her and saw the sheer horror on her face. I turned around and saw my dad standing there.
“My son!” He screamed at her.
My face was covered with her juices and I wiped them from my face watching him anticipating him making a move.
Then his eyes turned on me. He began to throw obscenities my way in Arabic. He took a step toward me and I stood facing him. I wanted him to see that I was not afraid and that I would fight for the woman I loved.
Suddenly, he came at me and I prepared myself for the battle that would ensue. Lexi jumped between us hoping to slow my father down.
“Da’ud, I am so sorry.” She said
It made me so angry to hear her apologize to him. She owed him nothing.
He grabbed her arm and threw her out of
the way. She hit the ground with a thud. Tears started to pour down her face. I hated to see her in so much pain.
“You dirty nasty bitch. How could you?” He screamed at her.
“You fucking filthy slut!”
I had enough. I would not let him talk to her that way.
Then he tried to jump her on the floor. She was helpless and defenseless and yet he still tried to attack her. I grabbed him and spun him around. I stood toe to toe with him and looked him in the eye.
“Don’t talk to her like that!”
Without warning he reached and grabbed me by the collar.
“You disgrace yourself in my home and with my wife and feel you have the right to continue to disrespect me?”
I hated him at that moment. His wife? That woman belonged to me.
I grabbed his hand and removed it from my collar never taking my eyes off him.
“My goal was not to disrespect you dad.” I said.
He laughed.
“Then what was your plan son?”
“You are never here and you told me to look out for her while you were away. You can’t take care of her the way that I can. I deserve to have her more than you.”
We both looked down. She had her head down and was crying. He angrily reached down and pulled her up. He ripped the sheet from her body exposing and embarrassing her. She could not stop sobbing.
“You rather be with my son?”
She looked at him and then at me. I could see the fear in her eyes. I felt like I needed to say something.
“Tell him Lexi. Tell him I am the one you want.”
He still held onto her and she was afraid to even make eye contact with me.
“What do you want Lexi?” He said trying to intimidate her.
She looked up at him.
“I want you.” She answered in-between sobs.
I knew that she did not mean it. She was just so afraid to be honest with him. It just made me hate him even more.
I tried to grab her from his grasp but he held her tighter and took a step back.
“Lexi, tell him the truth,” I begged “Tell him I’m the one you want.”
She buried her face in his side. Suddenly he grabbed her and threw her on the bed.
He looked at me with a menacing smile on his face. I knew that look. It spelled trouble.
“It seems she only wanted you for one thing.”
“That is not true. You have intimidated her.” I answered.
He laughed.
“You want to see how a real man fucks her?”
I watched as he began to take off his pants. He walked over to her and I knew that if he touched her I would rip off his head.
“Bend over.” He said to her.
“Dad, what the fuck are you doing?” I inquired hoping that I would not have to hurt him.
I tried to pull him away from her and he grabbed me by the collar and shoved me into the dresser. I hit my head hard and hit the floor.
I was still trying to get myself together when I looked up to see what he had in mind. He had her bending over the bed and he was fucking her. She was still crying and I could not believe he could be so cruel.
I saw red!
I looked over and saw a lamp sitting on a table next to the dresser. I slowly moved toward it. When I grabbed it I blacked out.
When I came to, I was sitting on the floor and Lexi was hovering over my dad’s limp body now lying on the floor. He had blood gushing from a wound in his head.
She was crying and shaking him.
My emotions were running wild and I didn’t really know how I should feel.
“Is he dead?” I asked.
She looked up at me with her eyes as big as saucers.
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An Erotic Novel
By: Donnée Patrese
“Beautiful!” He whispered.
I shuddered as he slid his tongue skillfully and sensuously down my earlobe. His hot and wet tongue continued making a path down my neck. My thoughts fragmented as he planted gentle kisses driving me insane.
Electricity shot through my body as his warm and soft lips caressed me. I ran my fingers through his dark silky hair and he moaned with pleasure. I felt him push himself off the bed.
I noticed he was still in his suit.
“You are so fucking beautiful.” He said furiously fighting with his clothes dropping his suit jacket to the floor.
His emerald green eyes never left mine as he wrestled with each article of clothing.
“Your clothes, my sweet, off. Now!” He demanded, throwing his cream-colored shirt onto the floor.
I blindly removed the rest of my clothing and tossed them on the floor beside the bed. He unfastened his belt and whipped it from the loops. I stared at his smooth olive- colored skin reddened by his desire.
My goodness! I have never been so horny or wanted a man so fucking badly in my life. My body was on fire at the thought of tasting him.
I gazed at his lovely form as he tossed his pants over his shoulder. They landed on the lamp across the room. The lamp tilted and crashed onto the chair next to the bed.
His movements were swift as he climbed on the bed in only his boxers and began to help me finish removing the rest of my clothing.
His hands slipped underneath the straps of my bra. My nipples instantly firmed from his sensuous touch. He slid the thin straps from my shoulders reaching behind me to release me from the lacy material.
“So beautiful,” he whispered.
Next, he brought his attention to my panties. He took his time slowly pulling them down my legs. The soft material caressed my thighs and calves as he delicately slid them from my ankles.
After I was completely naked, he slowly removed the rest of his clothing. My body was getting hotter and hotter, threatening to erupt as he slid next to me. He trailed his fingers up and down. They were like paint brushes designing a masterpiece on my body.
I could not get enough of watching him. His lips were firm and sensuous, yet the wrinkles around his mouth and eyes gave away his age. His classically handsome features melted away my sanity.
I was losing control.
I liked losing control.
The champagne haze had me wanting to be so dirty and nasty. I was so ready to be satisfied. At that moment, I felt him pause. He stopped and looked into my eyes.
He sighed.
“What’s wrong?” I asked tenderly.
“Maybe we should not do this.” He said easing off the bed.
I didn’t like the sound of that. I needed him inside of me. I refused to let him back out now.
“What do you mean?” I asked barely catching my breath.
“I really want to fuck you, but I can’t do this here.”
I knew deep down I should not force him. My desire, however, would not allow me to let him walk away. It’s hard to get turned on and then turn it off.
I figured I wouldn’t force him. I would just gently persuade him.
I spread my legs and began to gently push two fingers inside my dripping wet pussy.
I watched him lick his lips, but he didn’t get on the bed. I pulled my fingers out slowly and seductively licked off the juices.
He eased on the bed and ran his fingers up and down my thighs.
“Maybe you’re right,” I replied. “We shouldn’t do this.”
He moved over to me and I knew he was hooked.
“Yes we should. I want to fuck you so bad. I need this.” He said capturing my lips with his.
His lips were soft and succulent.
To my dismay, he pulled back lifting himself up to take a good long look at my smooth chocolate body.
I watched him.
He leaned over me covering my body with his. His lips stopped just before they touched my ear.
He whispered softly.
“I can’t wait to taste you.”
Immediately he began to kiss me fervently and madly.
To tell the truth, I was overwhelmed b
y his passion and desire.
My lips parted for him, and he thrust in his tongue wrapping around mine. I don’t know if I ever felt this good before.
He released my mouth and stared at me. His eyes were a fierce green glowing with blatant desire. They awakened a flame in me and I knew I wanted him more than I had ever wanted anyone.
He looked down at my breast, and a smile touched his face. He slowly lowered his head and wrapped his tongue around a hard plum colored nipple.
My eyes rolled into the back of my head as he slowly teased me. As he licked and sucked on my nipple, he trailed a hand down my stomach to the meeting of my thighs. He played with my clit for a while pausing only to slip a finger into my juicy hole.
I did not know one little finger could drive me absolutely crazy.
He pulled out his finger and sucked off the juices.
“I knew you would taste good.” He said scooting down on the bed opening my legs.
He buried his head between them and I felt my body convulse. I let out a loud audible moan of pleasure. My head jerking back against a pillow.
“Oh cara mia, your pussy is so delicious.”
He stayed there for a moment, licking and teasing me with his tongue. My body squirmed beneath him, and he placed a firm hand on my stomach to steady me.
Just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, he stopped. He brought his attention back to my breast and took a whole nipple into his mouth. I cried out with bliss as I ran my fingers through his hair.
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