Fake Fiancé, Real Love: Fake Fiance Accidental Marriage Box Set

by Dez Burke

  It wouldn’t be long now. Her wetness was dribbling down his pounding fingers like sap. Every sound and sensation was growing louder around them. He curved his fingers in a tighter hooking motion, and started to totally violate her sweet spot. She came undone.

  “Jordan!” Tia shrieked, as her whole body started to spasm. He didn’t stop, didn’t speak but let her ride her wave. She bucked against him, while her inner walls rippled and contracted repeatedly around his fingers. He felt that; he really felt it. And it only gave him an inkling of how tightly she’d grasp him when she would be climaxing again – next time, around his cock, not his fingers, Jordan vowed to himself.

  Chapter Fifteen: Tia

  Tia seemed to be coming forever. But at last, she tumbled back down to earth. Barely conscious, but still alive contrary to her belief that she must have died of pleasure. There was no doubt though that she’d just had an outer-body experience since her orgasm had torpedoed her out of her own frame. Now, just about returning to her senses, she went limp in his arms as he kissed his way up to her neck.

  “That was good, so good,” she heard him say in a grunt of approval. She didn’t argue when he took hold of her legs, wrapped them around his waist, and carried her over to the bed.

  Ah yes, the bed. She needed solid support right then because for some reason, her own bones couldn’t hold her up. He knee-walked them to the middle of the bed and placed her there. She felt him peel her dress the rest of the way off her, and then her panties and tights. His touch was so gentle, his movements unhurried.

  Tia felt her sense of where and when return fully and she was surprised she felt no shame being totally naked before him now, although he was still in his shirt and dress pants.

  He moved to lay on his side right next to her, his head propped in his hand as he regarded her with hooded eyes. Tia turned her head to meet his searching eyes, and she wanted to tell him how much he’d blown her mind. But for now, her voice was yet unable to form words. And yet, something told her he already knew exactly what he’d done to her.

  His fingers lifted to comb the damp hair from her temple. Then his eyes traveled down her body to the apex of her thighs. She shuddered, remembering everything that had taken place in the last hour or so.

  At last, he spoke, and that soft commanding tone she was finding hard to defy spelled out exactly what he wanted her to do.

  “Touch yourself,” Jordan said, taking her hand and guiding it down to her mound. Obediently, she slid her fingers down to the V of her thighs before she cupped herself.

  Jordan’s hand lifted while his eyes blazed into hers. “You know what that is?” he asked quietly, once again glancing meaningfully down at where her hand touched.

  Mesmerized, Tia put her fingers to herself and felt the juices coating her pussy. Her eyes widened. She’d never even dreamed a woman could produce so much wetness. She was freaking soaked in her own thick, slippery cum. She lifted her soaked digits to her face, staring at her glistening fingertips like it was someone else’s hand. And then he commanded her to lick them clean.

  “Do it, Tia,” he commanded when she paused uncertainly. “Tonight, you’re going to experience everything. Every taste, every texture. Suck them off, beautiful.”

  Not taking her eyes from his, Tia pushed her wet fingers into her mouth and sucked. Her eyes closed briefly in delight as the oily taste of musk exploded on her tongue. Oh my...she hummed with bliss as suddenly, she was transported back unto another level of desire. More...she was ready for more.

  “Good girl. Tastes delicious, doesn’t it?” he teased, eyes glowing like blistering coals. Tia nodded, her unfocused eyes striving to meet his.

  “Thought so. Now, it’s my turn.”

  He was pushing her legs apart, his hands gripping the underside of her knees. Tia couldn’t bear to stop him as he shouldered his way down between her thighs. What he then proceeded to do to her was the definition of sinful. He sucked on each pussy lip individually, pulling on them with hungry intent. Tia whimpered, shocked that she was getting aroused again so soon. Her recovery time after that kind of climax should have been at least an hour. And yet, here he was, making her burn for him once more.

  His tongue now settled flat over her slit, before laying long, paintbrush strokes from side to side, and up and down her entrance. Tia’s inner thighs started to tremble as he continued with this for lengthy, seamless minutes. She was on fire. It didn’t feel like she’d had an orgasm at all now. She was so hungry for pleasure her stomach was clenching with hot, spicy lust.

  He lapped at her pussy like he couldn’t get enough of her. His tongue imitated the motions of a waving flag, making her drizzle with each undulation. Focusing only on the surface, he teased her cluster of nerves and tissue surrounding her pussy, before shifting to her hooded clit and sucking hard. Holy shit! It was like tumbling backwards into a steaming hot tub.

  Tia’s mouth opened wide in a long, soundless cry of ecstasy. Her spine arched right off the bed until just her shoulders rested on the mattress. It was his hands that kept her thighs pinned to the bed or she’d have flown right off.

  Was this pleasure? Because she’d never felt anything like this. Jordan’s mouth on her clit, the tip of his tongue dancing and coaxing that greedy little bud, was enough to drive her straight to the brink. But he didn’t let her topple over. He sensed her impending climax, and slowed. Reeled her back out of the deep end, letting her know this was going to be a long, sweet night with so much in store.

  Too dreamy to question him when he rolled her over on her belly, Tia moaned deep into the pillow. She fully expected him to be slapping on a condom and just ramming into her. But he didn’t. Instead, he pushed her ass up in the air and with his hands spreading her cheeks wide, he continued with his oral onslaught. Worked his tongue deep into her pussy as he ate her with ferocity. It seemed so much more carnal this way, his face buried in between her ass. Her fingers clutched on the sheets and she had to bite into the pillows to smother the wall-shaking sounds.

  Tia loved how he swept his tongue from the top of her pussy up to the end, in between nibbles on her clit and pussy lips. Blessed heaven, where did he learn to eat pussy like that? Nothing had ever come close to this and Tia just felt slayed. He astounded her each passing minute with his expertise, the obvious enjoyment and pride he took in what he was doing.

  But if she’d thought he was going to keep within those boundaries, she was wrong. His tongue suddenly swiped its way upwards from her snatch and straight to her exposed, clenching anal ring. Tia gasped in surprise, not expecting to feel his tongue there. Oh, but she did. She felt it very much.

  He pushed her buttocks apart even wider and she quenched down her shyness to savor how it felt to be rimmed by Jordan. Damn he was good. He danced his tongue around and around, and then pushed it inside her secret opening. Having never experienced such before, she was amazed how delightful it felt and how many nerve-endings were present just within. It was so uninhibitedly taboo that it made her pussy drip even faster in response. Now he was eating her ass! Hot damn he was freaky. And she loved it. Didn’t want it to stop.

  Volts of pleasure were zipping through her frame, causing the insides of her belly coil tight, ready to unravel at the first opportunity. While he slathered her anal sphere, his fingers rubbed on her clit while his thick thumb stuffed itself in her pussy. Ignited by all the attention he was giving to her core spots, Tia couldn’t help but grind her ass harder on his face, writhing her hips in a raunchy dance of delight that was designed to show him how much she loved what he was doing.

  Her lewdness had him groaning with pleasure as he shoved his face even deeper into her ass. This was pure bliss. On another plane entirely. Time and space just faded away into nothing and all that existed was Jordan. Right then he was the nucleus of all that counted; the only thing in the whole world that she was sensible to.

  The room could crumble to a heap of rocks around them and she wouldn’t even notice. That was what he was d
oing to her. Not once did it even matter that they’d only just met – or that he was supposed to be some hired male escort. Everything felt so natural that she could almost tell herself it was all very real. One orgasm and a mind-blowing rimming later, Tia was expectant of what more the skillful Jordan could hold in store.

  Chapter Sixteen: Jordan

  The premise of this moment was long forgotten. It no longer mattered how he came to be here, in this moment in time. Nothing else made sense or mattered once he’d had a taste of her.

  Jordan had always been the giving type in bed.

  If Tia ever had to pick an escort, mistaken or not, then she’d hit it lucky by ending up with him, Jordan thought without false modesty. He was the type of man who took delight in pleasuring a woman’s body. It turned him on to see her responsive to what his hands and mouth could do. And though he undoubtedly liked to indulge in some good pussy eating, he couldn’t remember ever getting to enjoy such a sexy, tasty and pretty-looking snatch as Tia’s.

  The aroma thrilling his nostrils almost made his brain explode with lust. Her special feminine essences would sell for billions if it could be bottled. The taste and scent of her juices sent a message straight to his cock and even without her touching him, he could have erupted right in his pants.

  Fuck.

  He must be insane with hunger for her because he couldn’t imagine tearing himself from feasting on her pussy until the sun came out in the morning.

  “Jordan. Oh...goodness. I can’t...you’re just...”

  Her disjointed words reached his ears and made his cock throb harder at the fact that she couldn’t even finish a complete sentence. Yes, he knew exactly how she felt. His mind was blown as his lips stayed glued to the crevice of her juicy ass while his two fingers delved in deep and then traced the fleshy insides of her pussy.

  Jordan could feel her fingers combing through his hair wantonly as she twisted round to watch. When he suddenly sought out and rubbed his fingers hard on her clit, she fisted his hair and virtually yanked as she screamed.

  “Yes,” he said approvingly, feeling her buck into his face involuntarily. He loved the way her sexy hips rotated with carnal need as he tongued her in her most secret place. Seeing her finally go wild for him was the greatest aphrodisiac. Fucking hell, he couldn’t wait a second longer.

  Pulling back, he undressed, feeling his cock swell harder as Tia turned and watched his every move. She looked like she’d gladly lick cream off him. Damn, woman. Not speaking, he slowly stripped for her, letting her see exactly what she was getting. He knew he wasn’t bulky or overly muscular. He’d never liked the bulging look. But he did have well-defined, hard-packed muscles which were a product of dedicated workouts, a healthy diet, and just good old genes.

  He saw her eyes fasten to his cock and judging from the way her mouth went slack in amazement, she apparently couldn’t believe what she saw. He repressed a chuckle. He knew he was packing serious pole.

  “Oh my God,” she said in a hushed tone, her voice so low he barely caught the words. Now he was smiling, a little slanted tilt to his lips. Moving unto to the bed, he retook his place beside her, stretching out on his side.

  “Touch me,” he offered, eyes dancing in their narrowed slits. “Anywhere you like.” Now, he added silently. Before I go insane with wanting.

  He’d been dying to feel her hands on him all night. And then soon, her skin against his. And then, when they must have explored each other’s every secret and treasure, they’d do it all over again. And again.

  Chapter Seventeen: Tia

  Touch me, Jordan had said.

  Oh yes, please. Tanya felt her hands itching to comply with his request. Or was it command? No matter. Her whole being demanded that she discover what it felt like to feel his naked skin beneath her fingertips. The first thing she did, was reach for his arm. She’d been eager to know if those dark, manly hairs coating his hand and upwards would feel as silky as they looked.

  Dammit, they did. She ran her fingers up his thick, fine-looking forearm and up to the ridges of his biceps. Now she had both hands skimming over his shoulders, neck and pecs. Straightening up to rest on her knees, she roamed eager fingers all over his rippling torso. Every part of him was broad, masculine, and bursting with vitality. He had enviably soft skin, though beneath his flesh was firm and packed like granite. Not a pinch of fat to be seen.

  When her fingertips brushed his nipples, she heard him catch in a breath. She reminded herself to give him a bit of his own medicine later, by teasing his nipples with licks and bites. Later.

  But now, to that rearing cock poised just at his groin; that part of him that turned him from a gorgeous specimen to a veritable sex god. It was magnificent; proud in its arousal as it jutted out fiercely from its nest of dark tufty hair.

  She had to squeeze her thighs together as just the sight of his member had caused a psychic reaction in her pussy which clenched around the emptiness within, begging to be filled with him.

  She’d never been with anyone this big before. And soon, she was going to know what she’d been missing. Just by looking at it though, she knew it would be something special. Not just because it looked so beautiful. And not simply because it seemed shaped with the right form to bring her utmost pleasure. And not even because it stood at that particular angle that meant, like it or love it, he’d be jabbing her g-spot in no time. But because she felt it in her bones that this was a tool of ultimate pleasure; one that would make this encounter one she’d never forget.

  Her hand wrapped around him – or tried to. Her slender fingers could hardly meet round the circumference of his cock. At her touch, his body jerked reflexively; but other than that he did nothing but watch her with those hooded, lustful eyes.

  Her fingers tightened around his shaft and she bit on her lip to try and ease the heated coil twisting in her womb. He felt smooth as steel and just as hard. Soft-skinned as velvet yet firm too.

  He was perfect.

  She hadn’t realized she’d said those three words aloud until he chuckled.

  “Perfect? No,” he said with a smile as her head whipped up to meet his teasing gaze. “What will be perfect, is the way we will fit together once I’m inside you. It’ll be like two pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. Just right.”

  “Yes,” Tia agreed, barely able to draw enough breath to form the words. How could grey eyes hold such heat, so many flames of desire? He burned like ice and fire when he looked at her that way.

  Emboldened by the deep look of arousal she saw on his face, Tia was bending low to place her mouth on his tip when he gripped her hair in his fist, making her pause.

  His expression looked almost pained as she stroked his cock, her hands grasping him firmly while she sent him an expectant glance. “You don’t have to, Tia. Give me head, I mean.” He half-groaned just as she cupped his balls with her free hand.

  “But I want to,” Tia purred. Need to.

  He let out a deep rumble in his chest, at last leaning back into the pillows and loosening his tight hold on her hair as she held his gaze before lowering to place her tongue on his mushroom cap.

  Some beads of moisture dripped on her lips and she lapped them up ravenously from around his tip, moaning throatily as his taste swirled around in her mouth. Hungry for more, she parted her lips wide and sucked on his crown lustily.

  “Oh fuck,” Jordan groaned, cupping the back of her head in both hands.

  Keeping her lips sealed around his rock-hard girth, Tia whipped her tongue around inside, licking on the V-shaped underside of his cockhead. The sound of his breath hitching reached her ears, and she flicked her tongue faster as her head began to bob up and down.

  Tia wasn’t sure how conventional this was, giving a male escort a blow job, but damn if she could stop herself when his cock looked and tasted this good. Looking up into his handsome face etched with a grimace of pleasure, Tia stretched her lips wider around his thickening base, gagging slightly as his tip hit the back of her throat.


  Fuck he was huge. Made her jaws ache just trying to take the most of him in without choking herself out of air. But oh, the heady feeling she got having such a magnificent cock inside her mouth, pulsating and alive just for her.

  “Damn,” he let out on a growl, his hands on her head now guiding, urging.

  Keeping eye-contact seemed to arouse him even further as his face grew flushed and more harshly defined as she watched him while rocking her mouth back and forth on his stiff, long member. She kept it sloppy, unable to keep from salivating all over the monster specimen she had in her mouth. Her hands teased the rest of him; his bare chest, ripped belly, and hairy thighs.

  Lord he was sexy as hell.

  She didn’t care what he’d said; he was fucking perfect. So tempting to make even a nun would reconsider her vows. She was moaning just as loudly as him as she worked her lips and tongue all over his length, licking, nibbling, sucking. Going wild on him until his hips bucked involuntarily into her face, so that soon he was throat-fucking her roughly.

  Tia fucking loved it. How in moments he was using her mouth as he wished, keeping her head in place with his hands as he drove himself in and out of her wide open mouth. Then with a roar, he pulled out completely, his chest heaving and he rolled her over on her back, pinning her down on the bed.

  “Fucking hell Tia,” he rasped, body arched over hers as he half-glared into her face. “Haven’t been so close to exploding in a woman’s mouth in ages. Three more seconds and...” He shook his head, eyes closing tightly for a brief moment.

  “I wouldn’t have minded,” Tia breathed; knowing she’d have lapped it all up and swallowed if he’d cum in her mouth.

  Damn, but she had to be crazy. Why was she losing all her common sense when it came to Jordan? Good thing this was just for one night; she could see herself going crazy for this beautiful sexy beast of a man.