Taboo Desires: Dirty Forbidden Secrets Bundle (The Complete Miranda Cougar Collection)

by Miranda Cougar

  “I wish for our baby to be healthy, happy and have a life filled with a love as wonderful as ours.” Warmth spread across her chest, and she felt her sleeping eyes fill with happy tears. Yet, part of her resisted the fairytale that was playing out inside her dreaming head. I’m not pregnant! Her rational mind screamed.

  “Beautiful words; spoken by a beautiful woman. Let’s get you into our bedroom, darling. I want to make love to my gorgeous, pregnant wife.” Dream Skylen bent down and kissed her softly on the cheek.

  “I’m not pregnant.” She felt obligated to correct him.

  “Oh, really?” he chuckled, and with a swift swipe of one of his large grizzly bear arms, he reached out to her and pulled her body towards his.

  bump

  Far sooner than it should have, she felt her belly press up against the hard rock of his six pack. She looked down. Oh, holy mother of unplanned pregnancies, her belly was huge. Like, ten months pregnant and two weeks overdue, huge. Like, she couldn’t walk straight as Skylen took her hand and pulled her towards the bedroom, huge. She couldn't help but waddle. “How did this happen?” She asked herself out loud.

  “You don’t know?” Dream Skylen threw open his mouth and laughed explosively while he tugged at her hand with his. “C’mon silly, we’ll re-enact the events that earned you that big beautiful pregnancy belly. I promise you’ll enjoy the learning experience.” He snickered. “You’re cute and funny too. I love you.”

  Stephanie wasn’t thrilled that he’d just called her silly and laughed at her, but she liked hearing him say the words I love you. Anyway, the power of his voice was still vibrating through her body and sending pulses of pleasure through all her nerve endings. She couldn’t pull away from him, even if she wanted to. He pulled her along, and her rational brain fought, hesitating to follow him, but her body couldn’t resist his alpha male pull and she waddled into the bedroom right behind him.

  “Would you like me to carry you?” He called back to her as he pulled her along, his fingers entwined with hers.

  “No, I’m perfectly capable of walking,” Stephanie answered, unsure of the truth of her statement as she turned her legs out to the side and continued to waddle, trying to avoid smacking herself in the gut with every step.

  They reached a large round bed that was shaped like a cupcake, reminding her that everything that was about to transpire was complete fantasy. In true dreamlike fashion, a veil of shimmering light dropped down in front of her eyes, and when it lifted she was lying on her back, naked, staring up past the expanse of her enormous breasts and pregnancy belly and gazing into Skylen’s midnight brown eyes.

  “Are you comfortable?” He asked as he slid his fingers up and down her slick entrance.

  Stephanie wiggled her body against the pillow lying beneath the curve of her back and answered “yes” which was true, still further proof that this was a dream.

  “Let’s turn you on your side” Dream Skylen gently blew his words into her ear as he climbed up the bed and lay down beside her. “Bend your knee. That’s it sexy. Now roll.” He pressed the palms of his hands into the soft flesh of her back and helped her to roll over on her side. Her face blushed scarlet hot with the rush of her improved circulation and the humiliation of needing help to do something as basic as turning over on her side.

  “Here, hug your pillow” Dream Skylen handed her a long body pillow which she positioned in front of her body perfectly and proceeded to hug. How did I know how to do that? Have I had this dream before? In the morning, she knew she would have some thinking to do about the type of sex she truly craved. Maybe she fantasized about pregnancy sex every night but just didn’t remember it. Would she even remember this dream when she woke up? She would have to wait to consider the answers to these questions until later because right now Dream Skylen was behind her, panting into her ear while he positioned the large head of his cock against her wet entrance. Her pussy clenched with anticipation.

  “Are you ready, my love?”

  “Yes,” she moaned, her walls still trembling in anticipation of being stretched open by his massive girth.

  He didn’t make her wait any longer for her pleasure. Slowly her inner lips parted as the wide, full head of her husband’s cock pushed inside her.

  “Ahhh…” she groaned with the painful pleasure of her inner walls stretching to accommodate him.

  “Do you like that?” He breathed into her ear as he made short slow pumping strokes inside her pussy, each stroke a little deeper than the last.

  “Mmm….yes,” She told him the absolute truth. “You feel so good inside me, filling me up. Give me more. Please, more, my husband.”

  He grabbed ahold of her full round ass and lifted her flesh, spreading her wider for him as he pushed his body closer to hers. “You get whatever you want, my beautiful wife. If you want more of my cock, then it’s all yours.” With those words, he slid his length deep inside her with one forceful thrust, his large masculine hand still gripping the soft bulge of her sensitive ass cheek, holding her open for him. Flutter. Her insides fluttered and twitched and she relaxed her body into his, opening her channel for him, giving him access to the deepest most intimate parts of her.

  Vibrate. The friction of his thrusts sent vibrations rippling through her tight inner walls and she arched her back as best as she could, her insides convulsing in pleasure. Electric. The power of his body to satisfy hers sent surges of electric pleasure sparking deep inside her pussy and shooting out through every nerve ending she owned. Electricity vibrated through her body, and her entire being tingled. Her muscles stiff with the tetany of her climax, she struggled to bend her head and look down at one of her pebbled nipples. It's tight rippled flesh stuck straight up from one of her enormous breasts, and its skin shone and glimmered with sparks of electricity spiking and shooting up and out of its peak.

  Every cell of her body was alive with electricity and the pleasure of her husband’s touch. But, no part of her body was more enlivened for him than her pussy. Her pussy throbbed for him and convulsed, it opened then shut with a tremendous force around his cock that pushed him to cry out in his own fit of ecstasy, shooting explosive sparks of hot cum inside her electric pussy.

  Every muscle in her body twitched and shivered in confusion not knowing what to do; pleasure had never gripped and shaken her so forcefully before. Soft kisses rained down on her shoulders and upper back as a river of her husband’s cum and her own arousal flowed from her still trembling cunt. A veil of shimmering light shielded her vision again and her body floated, relaxing into the sensation of her husband’s lips against her ear breathing softly and whispering “I love you, my beautiful wife.”

  “Butterball…” Dream Skylen shifted from moaning tender words to blowing annoying puffs of air inside her ear.

  “Gross, Ewww, stop it!” Stephanie tried batting him away, but he just kept blowing hot air inside her ear.

  “Butterball!” In an instant, his moan turned into a sharp shout and transformed from masculine to feminine.

  “Wake up Butterball!”

  Mom? Damn it.

  Chapter 13

  Stephanie

  “Wake up Butterball! Rise and Shine!”

  Stephanie stretched her arms above her head. The heft of her pizza filled gut weighed her down as she climbed out of bed, ignoring her mother’s voice. Her mother’s tone grew more insistent the longer she spoke into the answering machine. “Wake up sleepyhead! Answer the phone! I’ve got exciting news!”

  Stephanie pushed the remnants of the dream where she’d just had hot married pregnancy sex with her alpha male boss, feeder and new owner to the back of her mind.

  “Whatya want mom?” She mumbled as she bent over and pushed the speaker button on her phone. “Do you realize it's 4 am here?” Her voice sharpened as her irritation with her mother grew.

  “I know exactly what time it is. That’s why I waited a full hour after I got the news to call you. I would never interrupt your beauty sleep, darling.”


  “You woke me up, congratulations mom, what’s your big news?” Stephanie turned up the sound on her speakerphone and walked into her tiny studio apartment’s bathroom to brush her teeth.

  “I won the contract of a lifetime! It’s a last minute one month contract to train our state’s front running pageant contestant! It’s worth $16,000 up front and another $20,000 deposit for future coaching when she wins the title! I need you to quit your dead-end secretarial job, drive down here and work for me. I know we can help this girl win. No one can teach a girl to work her glitz and pageant walk like you can, darling. If you weren’t such a butterball you could have been state-queen yourself. Come back home and help mama. I’ll write you a check for $5000 the second you walk through the door.”

  “That’s great news mom. Congratulations. Really. But honestly, your big news could have waited for me to get another hour’s rest.” Stephanie rinsed the toothpaste from her mouth and spit into the tiny faux marble sink. “I have a big day planned at work today and I could have used one more hour of sleep.”

  “Since when do you work on Saturdays?” Stephanie felt the biting sting of both skepticism and criticism in her mother’s voice. She could picture her mom standing in the whitewashed kitchen of her childhood home, silently tapping one impeccably manicured finger against the curve of her hollow cheek and staring incredulously into the phone.

  “I picked up some extra work this weekend. I’m accompanying the CEO on a business trip to California.” Stephanie said and then opened her mouth widely to floss her teeth while waiting for her mother’s inevitable judgmental response.

  “Ooo-Whee!” Stephanie could hear the rapid clicking of high heels on tile. “I’ll hang up the phone so you can get dolled up for your boss. We can chat about you coming home later.”

  “Really?” Stephanie dropped her floss, walked over to her nightstand and picked up the handset of her landline. “You’re not demanding I come rushing home immediately? I thought you needed help with your new queen right now.”

  “Don’t get snippy with me Butterball. You know I never demand, I always ask, and you’re free to tell me no at any time. I’m offering you the work because I know you want money for college. I’m just trying to help you out, darling. I’m your mom and I’m always looking out for your best interests.” The tapping of a single high heel against tile echoed through the phone.

  “Sorry, mom. I’m just tired and cranky. Thanks for trying to help me. I’ll consider your job offer and give you my answer by Monday.”

  “That’s okay darling. It’s no rush. Anyway, I wouldn’t dream of dragging you away from the important work you’re doing with that handsome billionaire boss of yours.” Her solitary heel stopped clicking against the tile flooring during the pause in the conversation, and perhaps for the first time ever, mother and daughter shared a moment of silence.

  “Um, dear, can I ask you a question?” Her mother asked with uncharacteristic timidity.

  Here it comes. She’s going to say something grossly inappropriate. Brace yourself. Stephanie sat down at the side of her bed. “Yes, mother?”

  “Did you know that your billionaire boss is a chubby chaser and a notorious playboy?”

  Yep. There it is. Let the gold digging games begin. “Um, maybe.” Relief that her mother couldn’t see her blush cooled the surface of her hot skin.

  “Good, then I can speak frankly." Her mother let out a breathy chuckle. "I believe this is your opportunity to make something of yourself and your big chance to live your life in the comfort you deserve.” The slow tap of a single heel against tile started up in the background. “I read in Millionaire & Billionaire Exploits magazine that Skylen Carlisle owns a chain of BBW strip clubs. A man doesn’t own a business like that unless he’s got a taste for big girls. You have a huge opportunity here that I’m sure you’re already aware of. You could be his next big girl Stephanie; his big beautiful pampered mistress.”

  “M-Mistress?” Heat rushed to the surface of Stephanie’s face again as shock made her stutter and stumble over her words. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. The suggestion was outlandish, even for her mother. Mom’s gone gold digging crazy and she’s stopped making sense. Mistress? The man’s one of the most eligible bachelors in the world. Her rational mind shouted. He can’t have a mistress! Mom’s finally lost her mind. Stephanie rolled her eyes and shook her head, attempting to dismiss her mother’s words as nonsense when a sudden chill shook her body.

  Stephanie's whole body shivered in terror. Mistress was her mother’s code word for whore. Mom wants me to be Skylen’s whore. Stephanie rubbed her palms over her upper arms to warm herself as a new shot of cold pushed its way through her veins. She wants me to be his whore. Stephanie repeated the words slowly to herself in silent disbelief. How dare she? Anger flushed heat back into her chilled skin. “I’m no gold digging whore!” Stephanie spat her rage at her mother into the phone.

  “Is that an accusation?” Stephanie’s mom said with a chuckle. “That’s okay. Accuse away smarty pants. You can call me a gold digger. You can even call me a whore. What I am is an enterprising business woman and believe it or not, you’re brilliant enough to be one too.” Her voice shifted from cool laughter to warm concern. “You’re so cute and smart, darling. You already possess every skill you need to snag a wealthy man and to secure a comfortable life for yourself. I always knew that you couldn’t be so voluptuous and beautiful for nothing. You’ll make the perfect mistress for a billionaire fat admirer like Skylen Carlisle.”

  Anger and resentment burned hot in Stephanie’s chest. “Don’t you mean I’ll make the perfect whore for him?” Stephanie allowed her fury to overcome the usual reserve she practiced when speaking with her well-meaning but frequently misguided mother. “Why must I be his whore, mom? Why can’t I be his wife? Aren’t I worthy of the love and commitment of marriage?”

  “Of course you’re worthy of commitment darling. And that’s what you’re going to secure for yourself; a long term commitment. ” Stephanie’s mom giggled. “Stop being silly. Skylen Carlisle’s going to take excellent care of you. Men like him always take care of the women that belong to them.”

  Her mother’s words echoed the words Skylen had said to her in his office. “I take care of what’s mine.” It had been one of the first promises he’d made her during their negotiations. Stephanie lifted her fingers to her face and wiped away the moisture leaking from her eyes. I’ve turned into my mom. I’ve officially become a gold digger.

  She’d thought that Skylen and his contract had been her liberation; her chance to embrace her true desires and follow her own path in life. But her friend Lizbeth was right. All she’d done was sign a contract that bound her to a wealthy man; but not as his wife, instead she was bound to Skylen Carlisle as his bought and paid for property. Stephanie had unwittingly fallen into the life her mother had planned for her since infancy; a life as a kept woman. Her heart ached. She needed reassurance that she wasn’t just a commodity to be bought and sold, so she reached out to her mother for comfort. “You didn’t answer my question, mom. Don’t you want me to have a life filled with love, commitment, and marriage? ”

  “Stop whimpering Butterball, you’re going to be okay.” Her mother crooned. “One day you’ll fall in love and get married, it just won’t be to your handsome billionaire. You have to be realistic about this, darling.” The steady clicking of metallic heels against tile floor rang in Stephanie’s ears again. Cruel words were coming. “A powerful man like Skylen Carlisle might lust after a chubby beauty like you, but he’s going to marry a slim heiress like his ex-girlfriend, Hailey Savidge. You have to face reality. You’re the type of woman a wealthy man wants as his mistress, not as his wife.”

  Just as she’d expected them to, her mother’s words stabbed deeply into her heart and other vital tissues. The tender flesh of her arms and fingers burned and tingled from their injuries. Stephanie rubbed, then wrung her hands together to ease the intense ache in her f
ingers.

  “Now don’t fret, darling. Given your abundance of feminine charms, your dalliance with your billionaire is likely to last for many years, lucky girl, just remember that it won’t last forever. Don’t get your hopes up that this is a forever love, because it isn’t. Protect your heart, and be sure to enjoy the money, the clothes, the jewelry and the fabulous trips while they last.”

  “You forgot about the food and the sex.” Stephanie said under her breath in her snarkiest tone. I suppose I should enjoy the food and the sex too. Satisfied with her words of defiance, she stopped wringing her hands together long enough to wipe away the last of the water from her hazel eyes and to respond audibly to her mother.

  “Believe me, I have every intention of enjoying my good luck, mom. I can assure you of that.” I can also assure you that I’m going to revel in every naughty pleasure that my billionaire gifts me. I’m going to enjoy every second of the bliss I find with him at his dinner table and in his bed…while it lasts.

  Chapter 14

  Skylen

  Skylen growled under his breath in frustration.

  Whose big idea was it to add a last minute meeting with the Cupcake Seductions team to his travel itinerary? And who invited them on his private jet? He’d already greenlighted the latest expansion of their cupcake line. There was absolutely no pressing business they needed to discuss.

  Damn it! Skylen’s balls ached with disappointment. He’d so wanted to impress Stephanie with his lovemaking skills during their flight to California. Now, instead of enjoying the privilege of watching her squirm and scream in pleasure beneath him, he would be stuck watching a trio of cupcake geeks make some pointless PowerPoint presentation about baked goods.