Off Limits

by Krista Carleson

  This was more than lust. This was so much more than this attraction that brought us together and made us forget all reason. I felt this on a much deeper level, which reinforced my feelings for him. There was no stopping for me after this, and I wasn’t sure that I even wanted this to stop. I didn’t care about the consequences or getting hurt—all that mattered was to be in Daniel Chisolm’s arms. To be his.

  This time we came together, our moans filling the room as our eyes burned into each other. And that was when I knew it.

  I’d fallen in love with him.

  Daniel didn’t let me rest, which my limp body needed badly. Instead, he took me to his bathroom and pulled me into the shower. The hot water embraced my body and soothed its soreness, but that lasted for only a few seconds because Daniel reignited the fire in me when he began soaping me.

  “I like when you’re touching me,” I muttered to him as I supported myself against the tiles, my legs quivering.

  “You have such a perfect body, Marissa. You’re a work of art.” His eyes never stopped roaming all over my body, swallowing me as he admired each inch of me.

  As soon as we rinsed each other off, he went down on his knees and buried his head into my pussy, his tongue darting out to meet my clit. I held onto the wall as he expertly played with me, letting me experience the most divine sensations. He worked me fast, ravaging my pulsating flesh that was becoming wetter from my juices, and I was climaxing hard, barely able to stay on my feet.

  He didn’t stop, continuing to eat me as his fingers slid up my thigh and into my wet hole.

  “Daniel! I’m too sensitive! I—”

  He sucked my clit into my mouth fast, and it was actually good.

  “Oh Daniel...”

  My pussy was throbbing intensely now and my legs threatening to give out. He surprised me when he grabbed my thighs and pulled them over his shoulders, standing up.

  “Oh God.”

  “Hold onto me and don’t let go,” he growled into my pussy before he continued his assault.

  The thrill of being suspended in the air like this set my insides on fire, so when his tongue slid into my pussy, I was ready to burst into the strongest orgasm yet. His tongue was everywhere, tasting me, probing me, caressing me, and I neared the edge...

  He didn’t let me come, though, choosing to taunt me this time as he kept bringing me to the edge only to stop when I was too damn close to it.

  “Please, Daniel. Please, please, please. Let me come.”

  It was like I wasn’t myself anymore. It was like he hadn’t already fed me with so many orgasms, and my body begged for the one that eluded me.

  After what seemed like forever, he finally let me come, breaking me into thousand pieces when the orgasm exploded in me, continuing in never-ending strong waves... He licked me a few more times, which activated another orgasm that started immediately after the previous one. I was barely able to breathe, screaming his name ceaselessly until the pleasure subdued.

  He carried me to his room and placed me on his bed. I was in a daze as I watched him go to his wardrobe and take a pair of handcuffs from the drawer, to which my pussy convulsed in response, my mind filling with erotic images. Was he going to handcuff me?

  “I’ve been fantasizing about this a lot,” he said, returning to me, and moved me to my fours. His hand slid down my back, following my spine, and over my ass. “I just love your body. You’re so hot, Marissa.”

  “Please, Daniel.” I wiggled my butt, teasing him.

  He groaned, stroking my backside with his warm hand. “Please what? You have to tell me precisely what you need, sweetheart.”

  “Fuck me. I need your cock deep inside of me.”

  His chuckle made me shiver, his hand playing with my puffy outer lips. “And you’re going to get it. Now kneel.”

  I did what he’d told me to do and let him cuff me to the headboard, positioning himself right behind me. He slipped the condom on his huge cock and pressed himself against my ass, moving in between my asscheeks. His hands skimmed over my butt slowly, showing me just how much he liked it.

  “Your ass is perfect. Everything about you is perfect, Marissa.”

  His words made me melt, strengthening the feelings for him that were brewing deep inside of me.

  “Thank you, Daniel.”

  “You don’t need to thank me. I’m just telling you how I feel. Everything is different with you. You’re different. And I’m enjoying each second spent with you.”

  He took his cock into his hand and slid its tip all over my pussy, teasing me, and juices poured out of me. We moaned together when he eased into me and began his steady pace, his hands tracing my waist and stomach on their way to my breasts.

  “So wet and ready for me. The way you make me feel... I can’t even explain it.”

  I clung to his words desperately, hoping this was a step forward for us. If he felt this way with me, maybe there was a chance that one day he could fall for me and gradually solve his issues.

  I wished I could touch him. I pushed against the cuffs, getting wetter because I couldn’t do what I wanted. He held me against his chest as he twisted my nipples and nibbled my neck, which would probably leave marks, but I didn’t mind it. In fact, I wanted him to mark me as his. I needed a reminder of this amazing night that had turned into so much more despite how it had all started.

  Our bodies crashed against each other, our hips meeting in frenzy, and soon my pleasure reached the highest point once more. I cried out his name as he continued to pound into me through my climax, weakening my body that wasn’t even nearly satiated. I needed Daniel—I needed this—so I happily embraced it, letting him take me to the heights that were getting carved into my mind forever.

  One more orgasm later, he followed, emptying his balls when he buried himself deep inside of me, and the twitches of his cock triggered another small orgasm that consumed what little energy I’d had left. He held me in his arms until we both calmed down, enjoying our afterglow in pleasant silence.

  He un-cuffed me and went to dispose of the used condom before he made us lie down next to each other with my head on his shoulder.

  “That was epic, Daniel,” I muttered and pulled the sheets over us. I was exhausted, a yawn escaping my lips when I closed my eyes. “You said that you feel something when you’re with me, but the same goes for me. You’re making me feel things that I’ve never known were even possible. It’s…it’s special.”

  He caressed my hair slowly, his other hand holding me around my waist. “I was thinking exactly the same thing. It’s special, and I can’t even explain to you what this means to me. I’ve gotten so used to one night stands, that I never even wanted to fuck one girl more than once, but everything is different with you. It’s like it’s never enough, no matter how many times I sleep with you.”

  “This makes me soooo happy,” I muttered, slowly drifting into the world of dreams. The warmth and nearness of his body soothed me, and I wished we could stay like this forever.

  “Sleep tight, angel.” He kissed my forehead. “And don’t be surprised if I wake you up in the middle of the night with my cock inside of you.”

  I giggled, and everything gradually turned dark. I wished nothing more than to be woken up just like that.

  Chapter 10

  “I think I fell in love with him,” I said to Claire and Alison, who was sitting next to me on my couch. We were watching When Harry Met Sally.

  I hardly paid any attention to the movie, my head in the clouds because all I could think about was Daniel. Several days had passed since that night on the beach, and I felt like we grew closer to each other since that time. He’d shared his deepest feelings with me, opening up to me, before he showed me real pleasure. The kind that made my toes curl even now, and I wished he was here.

  I’d seen him a couple of times these last few days, and each moment spent with him strengthened our bond, which led me to think that we had a shot at a successful future together. This was beyond phys
ical pleasure. We really talked and listened to each other, getting to know more about our interests, past, and life, and it was all I wanted from a serious relationship.

  I wanted to believe he wouldn’t revert to his previous state and we would become something more to each other one day.

  Claire munched on her popcorn, smiling at me like a lunatic. “That’s awesome! And quite romantic, if I may add.”

  “Shut your mouth, Claire. Your popcorn is sticking out of your teeth, and it’s gross,” Alison said and rolled her eyes. “You think or you really fell in love with him?”

  I grabbed another handful of popcorn from my bowl and popped three pieces into my mouth. “Okay, I really fell in love with him.”

  I was brought back to the moment we shared yesterday when he held me against his warm body after another wild sex marathon. The way his incredibly soft eyes looked at me—like I was the most precious jewel—spurred the potent feelings of love, hope, and joy that were getting stronger as the days passed by.

  Even though he hadn’t said it, I could sense his feelings for me in the way he looked at me and touched me. I was sure that he was going to admit that he felt just like me soon.

  “I’m in love with him, and here is something that may sound weird, but now I believe that I’m his cure.”

  Claire squealed happily, becoming all mushy. “That is not weird at all! I think it’s cool. You were his therapist, but in the end, you’re going to solve his issue with love. That is amazing.”

  “I agree,” Alison said and took a sip of her Coke. “If there is anything that can help an individual with such serious issues, that is love. It sounds cheesy, but it’s true.”

  I stopped the movie, which we’d already forgotten, and sat on my knees, facing them. “So you think that I’m not making a mistake? I should try turning whatever we have into something serious?”

  “Of course, it’s not a mistake,” Alison replied. “You told us how he makes you feel, and let me tell you, girl—you don’t find that kind of passion every day.”

  Claire nodded. “Alison is right. And the way your eyes shine each time you talk about him... It’s so romantic. And if you already feel this way about him, then you should give your potential relationship a shot.”

  Alison cast me a curious glance. “Are you in a relationship?”

  I opened my mouth to answer them only to realize I had no idea. These days we hadn’t mentioned this topic at all, going with the flow. I had let myself get lost in the moment, appreciating all he had to offer me with no questions asked.

  “Not really.” I groaned, running my hand over my face. “Actually, I don’t know what we are. I just know that I enjoy spending time with him a lot. He is definitely changing. He’s revealing himself more to me, and he always says how I help him feel many things.”

  “Sexually or emotionally?” Alison asked.

  “Both.”

  “Now that is pretty interesting. So your relationship is much more than purely sexual, right? He’s sharing his personal stuff with you?”

  “Absolutely. That is why I think there is hope for us. I mean, I can’t expect him to be a changed man all of a sudden, but he is improving much quicker than I’ve expected.”

  Claire tucked her hair behind her ear, her face showing a slight discomfiture as if what she was about to say would bring me unease. “Is he sleeping with other women?”

  I froze, reminded of the one thing I’d wanted to avoid thinking about. That pressing matter was always in the back of my mind, always bringing me some bitter feeling in the pit of my stomach. We didn’t talk about that, but I couldn’t wipe out that possibility.

  “I don’t know. Maybe.”

  “Hypothetically speaking, if he were sleeping with other women, how would you feel?” Alison asked.

  Just thinking about that possibility brought pain to my chest that hurt more than I wanted to admit. We weren’t together, and we certainly weren’t exclusive, so calling him out because he was feeding his addiction didn’t make much sense. Then again, I knew that I wouldn’t be able to stay with him if he was seeing other women behind my back. I just couldn’t.

  “Terrible. I don’t want him to sleep with other women, but then how foolish would be to expect anything else? Ugh.”

  I threaded my fingers through my hair, getting confused and agitated all over again. I was supposed to be happy, but here I was—letting my doubts get the best of me.

  “I know it would be too much of me to demand him to be loyal to me, but I can’t stay with him if he sleeps with others. I know that our ‘relationship’ might not seem like a big deal to him, but if he really feels something for me, then I want him to try his hardest and stop seeing other women.”

  Claire and Alison just looked at me, both looking perplexed. This was such a mess. Why couldn’t I fall for someone who wasn’t a sex addict and my now ex-client?

  “It sounds confusing, right?” I asked them with a crooked smile on my face.

  “It sounds like you’re putting too much thought into it, sister,” Alison told me and patted me on my shoulder. “I think you shouldn’t get so stressed over something that may not be happening at all.” She clasped her hands together, her face lightening up. “You know what you can do?”

  “What?”

  “You can spice up your ‘relationship’. That way, there is less possibility that he’ll look for sex at some other place.”

  I burst into chuckles, amused by her unexpected suggestion. That made sense. “And how do you think I can do that?”

  “You can go to his company and surprise him. You can wear something sexy and seduce him.”

  Claire looked at Alison like she’d invented the cure for cancer. “Now that is a great idea!”

  “You mean, right now?” I asked Alison.

  “No. Next year,” she answered, deadpan. “Of course I mean right now!”

  My pulse quickened at the prospect of seducing Daniel after a long day at work. I was sure this would be a more-than-pleasant surprise for him.

  “That is a nice idea, Alison,” Claire high five’d her. “They can have sex in his office. I can even imagine some corporate office with huge windows and amazing view that can make your panties even wetter.” She winked at me, to which I chuckled, my cheeks slightly covered with blush.

  It was easy to imagine Daniel pounding me against the windows, his big cock inducing waves of pleasure in me that would be an interlude to a forceful orgasm...

  I squirmed, already turned on. “I like that. I’m in.”

  “Great. Then what are you waiting for? Dress in something more provocative and go get your man.”

  She didn’t have to tell me twice. I rushed to my room and found the sexiest lingerie I owned, not planning to wear anything else. After I applied my makeup and curled my hair with the curling iron, I put my summer coat on and topped it off with a sexy pair of black stiletto heels. I could just imagine his face when I opened my coat and wore nothing but the skimpiest lace underwear. I soaked my panties a little just thinking about it, so I interrupted my reverie and decided to get going.

  The girls whistled at me when I passed next to them, but I just laughed in response and left them to watch the movie, intent on getting another much-awaited dose of Daniel as soon as possible.

  It was 7 pm when I reached Daniel’s headquarters, following the address I’d found listed on his company’s website. Yes, I googled Daniel a few days ago, wanting to find some of his photos and more information about his company’s background.

  I checked my look in my compact mirror one last time and locked my car before I headed toward the front doors. I’d assumed that by this time the building would be vacant, so I wasn’t surprised to see only the receptionist and one security guy in the lobby.

  Just as I passed the glass doors, intent on asking the receptionist about Daniel’s office, the doors to one of the elevators opened, and two figures came out of the elevator. I froze when I recognized Daniel, who stopped next t
o the elevators and hugged a short, attractive blonde in an expensive looking dress and high heels. Jealousy roared inside of me, my eyes glued to Daniel’s arms that were wrapped around the woman’s waist.

  She returned his hug, giggling to something he’d been telling her, and my breathing grew heavier and uneven. They seemed pretty lovey-dovey, which erased the possibility that she was his friend, especially since he was yet to let go of her.

  No. She was his lover, and as much as I’d expected something like this, it still came as a great shock. It hurt me more than I’d thought it would, every inch of me wanting to separate that blonde from Daniel and tell her he was mine. Only, he wasn’t mine.

  He was never mine, and I was a fool for letting these last several days cloud my reason. I would never be enough for him. He would always sleep around, unable to steer clear of it and remain loyal to me. His addiction was stronger than the connection we’d shared.

  I was supposed to know better. I’d been stupid for believing in a fairytale and gambling with my heart, but now I had to be smarter than this and realistic. I had to put distance between us while I still could. After all, I couldn’t keep seeing him. I couldn’t turn a blind eye to his activities while pretending I wasn’t falling apart. Falling in love with him was my first biggest mistake. I wouldn’t let myself commit the second biggest mistake and stay with him.

  I spun around, in a hurry to disappear from here before I saw them locking their lips together or something worse, and darted out of the lobby, hoping he hadn’t noticed me. Whatever I’d felt with him, it didn’t matter.

  All that mattered was to reach my car before I had a breakdown. I had to try numbing the pain of my already broken heart. I had to move on, because whatever Daniel and I had—it was definitely history.

  Chapter 11

  As someone who dealt with other people’s issues on a daily basis, it had become pretty easy for me to shut off any feelings and just do my job, which allowed me to get to the core of the problem and solve it. However, it was damn hard to stop feeling when the issues in question were my own. I wasn’t a bystander now—I was right in the middle of an epic mess, and it was ugly and beyond painful.