Art of Seduction

by Monique Orgeron

  “See, husband; you might find some use for me yet.”

  He leans over the chair and whispers in my ear, “Oh baby, I have many uses for you already. I can’t wait till you’ve healed, so I can make you sore all over again.”

  All I can do is squirm in my seat. I take a deep breath. I can see it in Gabriel's eyes; he knows exactly what he just did to me.

  “Tease.”

  Gabriel’s eyebrows raise. “I’m the tease now? Shit baby, it’s just payback.”

  Really? Payback? Well, two can play that game.

  The plane rises into the air. Mary announces it’s finally safe to take our seatbelts off as she brings us two glasses of champagne. I down mine as fast as I can. I’m going to need the liquid courage for what I have planned for Mr. Tease.

  Once I’ve finished two glasses of champagne, I tell Gabriel I need to use the restroom. Returning, I see Gabriel with his legs sprawled out, his head leaning back on the seat. Damn, that man is sexy.

  I move slowly towards him and kiss him. His eyes open, and I see what I was hoping for: lust. I kiss him harder, more passionately. I’m trying to be assertive. I need to show him I can also be the aggressor in our marriage. While kissing him, my hands find his belt and I start to remove it. Gabriel tries to push my hands away, and I ignore him and keep on. Once I have his belt and pants undone, I remove his erect cock.

  “Fallon, fuck! Stop! What are you doing?”

  I ignore him and continue to rub him while kissing his neck.

  He grabs one of my wrists. “Fallon, stop, baby...we can’t...you’re not ready, and we’re not alone.”

  I whisper in his ear, “Then I guess you better be a good boy and be quiet, because I’m not stopping. Mary can walk in on us any minute, especially if she hears something.”

  With a shocked look on his face, I wink at him. I lower myself to the ground. Admiring him for a second, I then lower my head. I begin my torture, doing it exactly how Gabriel showed me. I remember every sound he made, as well as what I did to get those sounds from him. As his hands tighten around his arm rests, I’m beginning to enjoy the power I feel I have over him right now. I know he wants to yell out, but my warning of Mary catching us has him biting his tongue. I relax my throat and take him all the way inside. It was easier this time. I move back up to his tip, lick his pre-cum, then suck so hard, my cheeks hollow. I continue while my hands find his balls and tug gently. One of his hands grabs a fistful of my hair as he tries to pull me off, but I swat his hand away. I don’t care what he tries to do; I’m trying to show him I can do and be everything to him, and personally I’m enjoying it. I want to try to give him pleasure on my own, be the aggressor, especially since he stopped me earlier.

  He pushes at me again and whispers, “Fallon, you have to stop...baby, stop. I’m going to cum.”

  I push on for more. Come on, baby, give it to me – and he does. My mouth fills with his warm cum. His body jerks with all he’s giving me. I swallow again, and again. When I’ve sucked and licked him dry, I release with a pop. I look up at an utterly shocked and relaxed Gabriel. I stand up and straighten my skirt, then sit next to my satisfied husband.

  I turn and whisper near his ear, “Want to tease me again, Gabriel? I go all the way now, baby.”

  He hurries and puts himself away, then readjusts his pants as he leans over and whispers, “I don’t know who you are since last night, but I like it. I’ll have to tease you more often. Poor Mary would have had a heart attack if she caught us.”

  “Mary was never going to catch us, Gabriel. When I went to the bathroom, I asked her to give us some privacy. She understands we’re newlyweds; she was more than happy to oblige.”

  “You fixed it so she wouldn’t come back here? I can’t believe you didn’t tell me. You had me fucking worried my wife was going to get caught with my cock in her mouth.”

  “I sure did, and I don’t hear you complaining.”

  “Jesus, Fallon, I won’t ever complain about anything you do to me. I especially appreciated the way you finished.”

  “I told you I wanted to try. And Gabriel, there’s so much more I want to try.”

  He slams his mouth on mine, kissing me hard, but slows to a loving pace. Heaven.

  32

  Gabriel

  Fallon continues to surprise me. She quickly became my obsession, and now my drug. I held her in my arms while she slept on the rest of our plane ride, even during the pit stops. She starts to release soft little sounds like a light snore, which just makes me smile with newfound discovery. She’s so unexpected. When I first met her playing poker, she was intoxicating. Our second meeting, she was intriguing. When I figured out she was my mom’s protégé, she almost became an enemy. Now being my wife, I’m finding her becoming my love.

  My mother was right; she is perfect for me, and I knew she would be. Ever since the first time I laid eyes on her. I’ve just been too stubborn to admit it. Mom was right again when she said I’m allowing my fear to take over. It’s like I’m waiting for the twist, just like in all my mom’s usual games. I’m scared I will allow my obsession for her to blind me. Knowing my mother had a lot of time with her and she had trained her scares the shit out of me. Catherine was always the best mother anyone could ask for, but she weakened my father, and I always tried like hell to be my own man. Catherine made me stronger, but will Fallon make me weak?

  When she told me she loved me, I knew it hurt her when I didn’t say it in return. That’s the last thing I want to do. I don’t want to hurt her, especially after everything she told me about how she grew up. She’s incredibly strong, yet she still seems fragile. When I didn’t say I love you back, I was scared she would shut down. But not Fallon; she showed me how resilient she is. I know how I feel about her and how close I was to saying it back, because I do love her. I’m just not ready to give her that control...at least for now. I have a feeling it won’t be long.

  I wake Fallon when it’s time for our arrival. We exit our plane and are taken to our beautiful villa. We decide to eat and rest until tomorrow. Having her in my arms for the last two nights, I begin wondering how I ever slept without her.

  Fallon

  The next morning, we start early, wanting to see as much as we can. Croatia is gorgeous. It has an old world charm, but the beaches allow for a new feel – and the food? Oh my God, the food is incredible. Even though our day is amazing, I feel Gabriel has pulled away from me. He’s been pleasant, yet distant. I don’t know what’s going on. I’ve tried asking, but he tries to put me at ease. He tells me he’s fine and that everything else is fine. I feel it, though...something is wrong.

  “Gabriel, I want to buy a camera. Can we look for one?”

  “Yeah. Why?”

  “Well, you threw my phone out of a moving car, remember? We haven’t gotten a new one yet. So, I would like to have a camera to take pictures of us on our honeymoon. I want pictures for a photo album. You know, for memories.”

  “That sounds good. My mom has a bunch of photo albums of all of us growing up. I think we can find one around here somewhere.”

  “I’ve seen your baby photo album, you know.”

  “Ha! You did?”

  “Yes, Catherine said to make myself feel at home. One day in the library, I found all the photo albums. You were so cute.”

  “‘Were?’”

  “OK, fine, you still are.”

  Laughing until he suddenly gets quiet for minute, he asks, “Did you have pictures of yourself when you were little?”

  “Gabriel, you know I don’t like talking about my past.”

  “Fallon, you’re my wife. We’re married for life, but I need to know the life you had before me.”

  I think about what he said. I realize he’s right; I have to give him more.

  “No, Gabriel, I have never seen any pictures of myself. My mother was not like Catherine. She was just a woman who barely put up with my existence.”

  “What about your father?”

  �
�I never met him. Maybe that’s why she didn’t like me; maybe he left her because of me. I don’t know; I have no idea. She never talked about him. I know absolutely nothing when it comes to him. The one time I gathered up enough courage to ask her about him, she slapped me so hard, I never did it again.”

  “Shit, Fallon, I’m sorry. What about grandparents?”

  “No, it was just me and my mother. I don’t want you to be sorry, Gabriel. I feel like if I hadn’t lived that life, it wouldn’t have led me to you, and if that’s the case, I would live it all over again.”

  I kiss him, and he kisses me back.

  “Fallon, I –”

  “Shit, watch it kid.”

  Some teenager almost ran us over just as Gabriel was about to say something. He then changes whatever it was he was about to say.

  “What were you about to say, Gabriel?”

  “Nothing. It wasn’t anything important. Tell me about my mother. How did you meet her?”

  “I already told you, Gabriel.”

  “I know. Tell me again.”

  “Fine. You know I worked in a diner called Earl’s, and I was on the brink of being homeless. I met her there. She started coming in for months before she actually spoke to me. When she finally spoke, she told me she had plans for me.” I begin to laugh. “I thought she was crazy. I mean, really crazy. But I was only eighteen years old when I met Catherine. I had never seen a woman like her before. She was beautiful, classy, and intimidating all at the same time. She said if I were smart, I would follow her and listen to everything she was willing to teach me. She also told me about her son, but when I met you, I had no idea it was you until my birthday.”

  “So you just left and went with her?”

  “I had no other options, unless I was willing to prostitute myself. You don’t know what it’s like. So, yeah, Gabriel, I went with her.”

  “Wait, she’s fucking had you since you were eighteen? Three years before I met you?”

  “Yep. She said I was perfect for you, and she and you had to have me. She claimed I was still too young, and I needed training and an education. So, for those three years she taught me everything. I would do it all over again, Gabriel. She rescued me from that life, and you’re damn right I jumped at the chance. Was she wrong, Gabriel? Am I perfect for you?”

  He gathers me in my arms and says, “I don’t care what Catherine did or how she molded you. The new or the old Fallon are both perfection. I think I would have found you, no matter what.”

  I pull away from him and start to walk. “Ha, you never would have even noticed the old me, Gabriel. You see this shiny new version –”

  He grabs me again. “Fallon, I’ve lusted and wanted the new, shining version of you, but it’s this Fallon, the one I know lived through things I can’t imagine and came out stronger for it. It’s that Fallon I fell in love with.”

  I started crying as he kisses all my tears away one by one. He loves me, and that’s all I ever needed. Three words.

  33

  Gabriel

  The next week goes off without a hitch. We go to sleep making love, and we wake up making love. We see all the sights. We even go to a nude beach, in which Fallon felt brazen enough to take her top off. She saw my jealousy come out but quickly calmed me. She said I was being absurd, that no one was looking, and if they did, they would never see her again. I still didn’t like it, but once I saw her fascination with looking at all the dicks exposed, I allowed her curiosity.

  “Gabriel.”

  “Yeah, baby?”

  “Your dick is big compared to all these.”

  I could not contain my laughter. I don’t think I ever laughed as much as I have since Fallon came into my life.

  “And just think, it’s all yours; every inch.”

  She quickly puts her top back on, and we find a secluded area so we can fuck like teenagers.

  Every day just got better and better. We jumped off cliffs and made love in the crystal blue water. We ate like we were starving, and with the amount we’ve been fucking, we both needed the extra calories. We even did a little fishing. The number of pictures Fallon has taken will never fit in just one album. I know I will treasure every single one, though, especially the ones of us lying in bed together. Nothing dirty; just us.

  Three days shy of the end of our honeymoon, Zander calls, telling me he has our man. I tell him we would return early; this was something that needed to be handled swiftly.

  Fallon’s in the bathroom when I get off the phone, so I holler, “Fallon, Zander just called. I need to return home early. I’m sorry, but it’s something that can’t wait.”

  “Is it Theo’s guy? Has Zander found him?”

  Shaking my head, I tell her harshly, “Fallon, don’t ask about my business.”

  She doesn’t back down, though. “Gabriel, you can’t let me in on some business and then not answer when I ask about it all. I need to feel as if we’re a partnership.”

  “Fuck, Fallon, it’s not that easy. I have lots of dealings that aren’t exactly legal, and I don’t think you should be involved.”

  “Bullshit. You think I don’t know what you all do. I am quite aware of who I married and what family I belong to now. This is not a you anymore; it’s an us. We have to guarantee our children’s future. I will always be on your side, Gabriel, and the side of our family.”

  Listening to her call me on my bullshit was sexy as hell, but hearing her talk about our family – and our children we don’t have yet – did it for me. That was all it took for my emotions to win over my head.

  I grab her tightly and tell her, “Fallon, I love you. I know I’ve only told you the one time, but I don’t remember a day I didn’t love you. You are the first and last woman I will ever love. I know you’re scared, I see it your eyes, but don’t doubt us. I’m yours, all of me.”

  She’s so quiet while her head hangs low. I feel her body begin to tremble. Lifting her face, I see tears. She’s crying.

  “Don’t cry, baby. I just needed you to know I’m all in. I need you to trust me; some things I need to keep you safe from.”

  Fallon

  Hearing Gabriel finally confess he loves me urges me to be bolder. Our kissing starts off soft and loving, then it slowly becomes desperate. I am so desperate for his touch, his love. Working quickly with the removal of our clothes, I take no time to admire his body; all I know is I need him. I need to be as close to him as I can get. We fall to the bed, where Gabriel is taking charge, but I can’t get enough. He’s trying to be gentle, but time is not my friend right now. I’m frenzied.

  I roll us over, straddle him, and without another word or kiss I grab his cock and seat myself. Feeling every inch as I thrust myself on him takes my breath away. With eyes shut tight, I wait for the discomfort of his large size to subside. Opening my eyes, I see Gabriel, and his attention on me is my motivation to move. With a slow rotation of my hips, the pain subsides and pleasure takes over.

  “Oh God, yes.”

  I start to speed up; my movements are erratic. My inexperience is showing, but I don’t stop.

  In a low voice, I say, “Gabriel...I need to...”

  Without another word, he knows what I need. His big hands find my hips, and he subtly takes control of my movements.

  “Is that what you need, baby? Right here...does that feel good?”

  “Oh, fuck yes.”

  He’s in control now. He releases my hips and fondles my breast. I find a sweet spot where I can feel my clit rubbing against him. God, it’s driving me crazy. He’s so deep, I feel so full. My eyes roll back with a moan as I throw my head back from the intense feeling. He moves to sit up, gripping me in his arms.

  “I love you, Fallon.”

  He starts by kissing my mouth, then begins lowering to my neck. I continue to sit astride him and take what I need, but I still need more. Gabriel knows what I need, because his long fingers find and manipulate my clit.

  With Gabriel’s breath in my ear, he tells me, �
��I need you, baby. Oh shit, you’re so warm and tight. Take what you need from me...let me feel you come apart.”

  He rubs and pinches my clit, sending me over. I cum just like he told me to. My body is convulsing so hard.

  Before I can come down from my orgasm, he grabs a fistful of my hair and growls in my neck, “Fuck, baby...that’s it...don’t stop...I’m so close. You’re squeezing me so tight...ride me...I’m going to explode.”

  I push through my orgasm, not faltering. I ride him with all I have. I want him to deliver on his words; I want to make him explode. I want to, need to be the cause of his pleasure. I move my head away from his grasp. I lower my mouth to his neck, kissing and sucking my way to his ear.

  “Let go, Gabriel...I want to feel you.”

  The aggressive part of me then comes out. I bite his shoulder possessively, and he groans out loud and unloads inside of me.

  Satisfied, he holds me tight. I pray he never lets me go.

  Gabriel

  She bit me, and it was my downfall. I’ve never felt so possessed by any woman, and I let her have control over me. Something I have never allowed. It was something I never thought I needed, but I do. I loved everything she did. I loved that she felt comfortable enough to take me like she wanted. Even though her movements were erratic at first, she learned fast and found her rhythm. Once she had her moves down, she took me for all I had and I gave it freely. Now I’m thrown off on what to do next. I told her I loved her and let her claim me. Now I’m scared I gave up too much, too soon.

  We dress and say nothing more about my business back home or my declaration to her. On our flight back home, it is also quiet; we hold hands, but nothing more. It’s like we are both deep in thought of what is happening to us.

  Once we get back home, it will be nothing but trouble waiting. We located Theo’s guy and found out it was a little more than just a search and capture job. Theo needs information the man was not willing to give; hence, why I needed to come back home. Theo demanded that Zander and I be the only ones involved in retrieving the information he needs.