No Limits: A Taboo Anthology

by Elizabeth Knox

  “You’re not hurting me, and that was amazing.”

  He pulls out of me and I feel his cum leak out of me. “Umm… you didn’t use a condom. I’m not on birth control.”

  “Fuck, I’m so sorry. I was tested a few months ago and the tests were negative. I’ll take care of you, whatever happens.” Damon strokes my cheek and I believe what he says.

  “Okay.” I lean in and kiss him chastely on the lips.

  We put our suits back and I clean myself up at the sink. Damon leads me up the stairs and to the seat right behind his. He pulls up the anchors, starts up the boat, and starts driving around.

  I sit on my knees with my hands resting on his shoulders. He points out different landmarks and I just stare in awe. We stop moving and I grab my phone, making Damon pose for a selfie with me. I know I’ll have to hide it so Molly doesn’t see it, but I don’t want to forget this trip.

  I kiss his cheek and hug him tightly. It’s so easy to touch him like this, and it’s going to suck having to hide my feelings from Molly. Of course maybe this was just sex to him. I rest my chin on his shoulder for the rest of the ride.

  Closer to land the water is calmer and we drop anchor, and play in the water the rest of the afternoon.

  Chapter Six

  Damon

  I’ve been hiding in my room since Lani and I got home from our boating excursion. I know I’m a coward, and I swear I’m not hiding for the reason one might think—my obsession for her is worse now that I’ve been inside her.

  I want to touch her, hold her, and kiss her. When we got home we were both quiet—I’m not sure if hers was just fatigue or regret. Molly was up and sitting at the island looking better than when we left. Guilt filled me as I watched the girls quietly talk together. My daughter would hate me if she knew I’d had sex with Lani.

  For dinner, we ordered some Chinese takeout. The girls watched a movie while they ate, and I took my food into my bedroom—claiming that I had work to do.

  Now I’m sitting on the end of my bed, trying to tell myself to get my shit together. I’m a grown man—I can ignore the feelings Lani is stirring up inside of me… I can.

  I grab my trash, open my bedroom door, and throw my half-eaten food into the refrigerator. While it’s open I grab myself a bottle of beer. I step out of the French doors to sit on the patio and find Lani laying on one of my lounge chairs in the dark.

  “Am I interrupting?”

  She tilts her head back to look at me and smiles softly. “No, Molly went to bed so I thought I’d come out and enjoy the night.”

  I sit down across from her and my stupid eyes immediately go to her white short knit shorts that showcase her tanned legs. “I had a really good time today.” I say quietly.

  She sits up so our knees are touching. “I did too.”

  I grab her hands and bring them to my mouth, kissing the knuckles on both. “I’m glad.” We’re both quiet for a moment. “I can’t stop thinking about earlier today.”

  Lani surprises me, by grabbing my face and kissing me hard, but all too soon she pulls back and sits back down. “I can’t stop thinking about it either, but I don’t want to hurt Molly.”

  I’ve always been a confident man, but I feel relieved that she feels the same as me. I don’t want to hurt my daughter either. “I have to go to the bar for a little bit tomorrow night and I want to take you ladies out to dinner afterward. It’s a nice little seafood restaurant. The owner is a friend of mine.”

  “That sounds great. During the day I think we’re going to go walk around and window shop and just do some exploring. Are you able to join us?”

  I rest my hand on her knee. “I’d love to, but you girls need some girl time.” Lani stands up in front of me and I place my hands on her hips. “Come to bed with me? Just for a little while.”

  She nods and inside I want to do a little bit of a fist pump. I stand up and lead her silently into the house, through the kitchen, and into my bedroom.

  As soon as the door closes I have her up in my arms, her legs around my hips, and her back to the door. “We have to be quiet.” I whisper against her ear.

  I kiss her as we move through my bedroom, not stopping until we’re on the bed, she’s naked, and I’m settled between her legs. Lani opens her mouth to my seeking tongue. Her sweet flavor envelops me and I groan into her mouth.

  My cock aches to get inside her, but I don’t want it to be over too quickly. I lift myself up enough to reach inside Lani’s panties and find her soaking wet. I’ve never met someone so responsive before, but I love it—I get off on it.

  I push one finger inside of her, than two, stretching her out so I don’t hurt her. Earlier I know I was a little rough, but she had the tightest pussy I’ve ever had the privilege to be inside and I lost all control.

  Who am I kidding I’m barely keeping it together now. Her mews and soft cries are really testing my patience. I continue between finger fucking her and rubbing her clit. Lani drenches my hand so much I can smell her arousal.

  I can’t take it anymore and pull her bottoms from her, pull my shorts down—thankful that I don’t have underwear on. With quick hands I grab a condom, quickly sheath myself and then thrust my cock inside her.

  I cover her mouth with my hand as she cries out. “Shhh… baby.” God, she’s just so freaking tight. The desire to come hits me so fucking quick I should be embarrassed. I bend down and suck one of her delectable nipples into my mouth.

  “Oh Damon, I’m going to come.” She whispers urgently.

  I nip the turgid tip with my teeth, give her a quick sharp thrust, and she detonates around me. Fuck, she squeezes me so tight I can’t help but follow her right off the ledge, coming so hard I see stars.

  Again she wraps her limbs around me in a full body hug that I absolutely love. I know I must be heavy but she doesn’t ask me to move. I hold myself up so I can see her face, that’s bathed in moonlight coming in through my window. “What are we doing?” I ask quietly.

  That’s the million dollar question.

  She doesn’t answer and I finally pull out. “Let me get rid of this.” I climb out of bed and step into the bathroom, getting rid of the condom, taking a leak, and then washing my hands. Back in my bedroom I find Lani looking like a vision.

  I crawl onto the bed and we lay side by side. I reach out brushing one of Lani’s strands of hair out of her face. Her lips turn up into a soft smile.

  “I should head back up to my room.” Lani say so quiet I have to strain to hear her.

  She’s right. We can’t risk Molly catching us. I grab my shorts and pull them back on before climbing out of bed and helping her up. Neither of us says a word and when we stop in front of the door I can’t bring myself to open it.

  “I wish you didn’t have to go.”

  “Me too.” Lani wraps her arms around me, resting her forehead against my neck. “I better go.”

  I lean down, kissing her thoroughly. Her fingers grip my hair and she sinks into me, but all too soon I end the kiss. “I’ll see you in the morning.”

  She silently slips out of my room and I sit on the side of my bed with my hands covering my face. I should stay away from her, I shouldn’t touch her anymore, but I honestly don’t think I could stay away from her if I wanted to. It’s like there’s some invisible force pushing me toward her.

  I crawl under the covers and let exhaustion pull me under.

  Chapter Seven

  Lani

  “Molly wait up.” Molly has dragged me all over and now we’re shopping at the little shops in Mallory Square. I bought my mom some spices and tea and I bought a Ron Jon t-shirt for Damon, and of course I had to buy it on the sly so Molly wouldn’t see it.

  I follow sedately behind my girl as we head into the cutest clothing store. We walk around oohing and ahhing at all of the cute clothes. Molly grabs a couple of dresses to try on and I can’t resist trying on a hot pink floral maxi dress to possibly wear to dinner tonight.

  With my tan the dress
looks smokin’ hot. The dress clings to my curves and makes me look sexy.

  “Lani come out and let me see how that dress looks.” I do as she says and step out from the curtain. She signals me to turn with her finger and because my bestie is bossy I do what she says. “Yep that’s the one and if you don’t get it I’m going to be pissed.”

  “Okay, I’ll buy it.” Molly gives me a smile that reminds me of her dad, and then guilt plagues me. I shake it off because she’s able to read me like a book, and she’ll know something is up. We pay for our stuff and then stop for some ice cream.

  “I can’t thank you enough for bringing me with you. I’ve had such a great time.”

  Molly wraps her arms around me and hugs me tight. “I’m glad. I knew you’d have an amazing time. How was your day out on the boat with Dad? Was it awkward without me?”

  I’ve been waiting for her to ask me and I’m surprised it has taken her this long to ask—granted she was hella hungover yesterday. “It was fun. We swam in the ocean, but then I saw a shark and freaked out. Of course it was a tiny shark that wouldn’t have hurt me, but it was still freaky. We also saw some dolphins, but they didn’t get close enough.”

  “Good, I’m glad you had a good time. Tony didn’t let me get any sleep.”

  I wish I could be casual like Molly is with sex. I’ve always respected that about her. I don’t think I’m built to shut my heart off and be causal about sex like she is. I’d love to say what Damon and me ae doing is casual, but I’m not fooling myself. I’m developing feelings toward him and yes it’s been just a short time, but I can’t help how I feel.

  We step out of the ice cream shop with our cones. It’s hot enough that the ice cream starts to melt and just as my tongue is running around the edge of the cone a car full of dick bags stops.

  “Hey honey you can lick me like that anytime.” The driver shouts, one of the other idiots mimes a blow job while the one in the back tries to get us to come over.

  The car behind them honks and thankfully they drive off. “Jesus, those guys were complete douchebags.”

  “Right, like anyone would want to take those jackasses home.” I toss my cone in the garbage because I’m no longer hungry for it.

  By the time we get back to Damon’s I’m a sweaty mess and am definitely in need of a shower. We find him when we step inside sitting at the kitchen island eating an apple. “Hey girls, how was shopping? I see you guys got lots of stuff.”

  “Sure did Dad.” Molly turns to me “Is it okay if I jump in the shower fist?”

  “Of course.” She kisses my cheek before disappearing upstairs. I stand in the kitchen and know I’m fidgeting, I’m just not sure what I should be doing. Once the water kicks on I clear my throat and smile at Damon. I hold up the Ron Jon bag, “I bought you a present. It’s not much, I just wanted to—I don’t know I just w-wanted to do something nice for you.”

  “Give me the bag, baby.” Damon holds out his hand and the look in his eyes makes my belly flutter.

  I hand him the bag and I watch as he pulls the shirt out of it. It’s just a blue basic Ron Jon shirt with the huge logo in white on the back. He smiles at me. “Thanks baby. I love it.” Damon grabs me, pulling me between his legs. “Give me a kiss.”

  I grab his face and press my lips to his. I try to pull away, afraid that we’ll get caught, but he doesn’t let me. Damon only kisses me for a few more second before pulling away. “Show me what else you got.”

  I nod and grab the bags, showing him everything including the dress I’m wearing tonight. It’s not hard to miss that he’s totally a fan of the dress; he reaches out and rubs my ass and whispers “Damn.”

  “I take it you like the dress?”

  Damon gives me a grin that I swear is going to melt my panties right off. “I do.”

  “You’re up.” I hear Molly holler from upstairs.

  I grab my bags. “I should go shower.” I hurry upstairs and into my room. I lay the dress across the bed and then step into the bathroom. I quickly scrub and shave every inch of my body; well I don’t shave every inch, just the important parts.

  Once I’m done and back in my room I moisturize and then throw on my robe. I spray detangler in my hair and then comb it through. I grab my makeup bag and pull out my face lotion and after rubbing it in I opt for just a little bronzer on my cheeks and a pale pink gloss on my lips.

  After quickly drying my hair I throw it into a loose ponytail. I slip my dress on and then put on a pair of jeweled sandals I bought specifically for this trip. I grab my Loveswept perfume rollerball and put it behind my ears, between my cleavage, and on each wrist.

  I grab my purse and then head downstairs, finding Molly and her dad sitting outside at the table. Neither of them sees me so I take the opportunity to look over Damon. He’s wearing a blue polo shirt untucked, a pair of khaki’s, and sandals on his feet.

  I’ve never been into guys wearing sandals until I first saw Damon in them. I guess it all depends on the man wearing them. Molly says something to him and he throws his head back laughing. The man is truly a fine specimen.

  I step outside and they both turn to me. Molly wolf whistles at me, “Girl you look hot.” She looks at her dad. “Doesn’t she?”

  I try to avoid looking at Damon because will Molly catch on, but my eyes drift to his anyway… damn you, you invisible pull.

  “You look beautiful, Lani.” He smiles at me and all I want to do is crawl in his lap and kiss him, but instead I sit down on the chair across from him.

  “Thank you.”

  The two of them finish up their conversation and then Damon leads us through the house and out front to his Jeep. He holds out a hand, helping both of us as we climb up and in. The restaurant has the total Key West vibe, but a little fancier than the places we’ve eaten.

  I swear Damon knows everyone in the place as the hostess leads us to a table, and I don’t miss the way every woman openly flirts with him. How many of them has he slept with? Of course it’s none of my business because we’re not a couple.

  God, it hurts even thinking about that. I need to stop because I have no claim on him. When we reach our table he pulls out our chairs for us. He takes the seat directly across from me. Our waiter comes to the table and takes our drink order. Since Molly and I are both only twenty we order sodas.

  Damon asks if he can order for us. Since I’ve never been here and Molly hasn’t since she was younger we let him order for us. They bring us salads and rolls to start and the executive chef comes out to say hello. He’s apparently good friends with Damon. The man is definitely good looking, but not as good looking as the man sitting across from me.

  By the time dinner is done I’m not sure I can even move. I’m well and truly stuffed. We had calamari, lobster mac and cheese, crab cakes that melted in my mouth, and wonderful fish tacos with a sweet, spicy coleslaw on top.

  When it’s time to go we learn that our meal was on the house and I see that Damon left our waiter a fifty dollar tip. He leads us outside and to his Jeep. We’re all so stuffed that we’re quiet on the way home.

  Back at the house Molly grabs us some beer and we head outside to sit. Damon is in the house talking to one of his managers at the bar.

  Molly and I drink several beers over the next hour while we just sit and talk about everything and anything. We’re both excited to be finishing up school, and as long as we’re both able to find jobs in or near Iowa City, our plan is to keep living together in our adorable two bedroom apartment.

  “Have you thought about ever moving down here and finding a job? You know, being close to your dad.”

  “I have, but teaching jobs are hard to come by. I suppose if I can’t find anything back in Iowa then I’ll start submitting applications to schools down here. My mom would be pissed if I moved, but I’ve lived near or with her for forever. Dad and I are close and she hates that, but he’s down here all alone. Maybe it’s time I plant some roots here. Time will tell though.”

  I sip my th
ird beer and feel a little bit of sadness that my bestie could possibly move away, but I don’t blame her if she makes that decision and we’ll still be friends no matter what.

  Molly yawns. “I drank those beers too fast and with all that food I’m beat. Would you be mad if I went to bed?”

  “No, of course not. I may take a little dip in the pool.” I help her carry in the beer bottles and head upstairs to change while she tells her dad goodnight.

  Once I’m changed I stick my head in Molly’s room. The girl is already out, which I’m not surprised. Even sober, as soon as her head hits the pillow it’s twilight time. I should just head to bed instead I walk quietly down the stairs and find Damon sitting on the sofa watching a movie.

  I come around and sit on the other end. I don’t know what he’s watching, but there’s lots of gunfire and explosions.

  “Come here.” He says.

  I slide over until I’m next to him. Damon wraps his arm around my shoulder and hugs me into his side. He picks up his phone and pushes a few buttons and the lights turn off.

  “Fancy.” I smile when I look at him.

  “If that impresses you watch this.” He taps a few buttons and the channel changes and he turns the volume down. “I can even lock the door and adjust the thermostat.” Damon tosses his phone on the coffee table after turning the movie back on.

  My eyes get heavy a while later, and I try fighting it but it’s useless because with a full belly and beer I pass out.

  I feel myself being lifted and then we’re moving. “You fell asleep.”

  Closing my eyes I rest my head on his shoulder. I feel slightly disappointed that he’s takin me up to my room, but I understand. When he lays me down on the bed he pulls the sheet up and over me. “Goodnight.” He whispers.

  I pull on his hand until he’s leaning over me. “Thank you for dinner tonight.”

  Damon leans down and kisses me slowly and thoroughly.

  I crawl out from under the covers and straddle him with his lips still on mine. Fuck, I could kiss him all day. He pulls back and cups my face. “I should let you get to bed, but I want to fuck you.”