Something Forbidden Read Free

said.
    “Might be a little distracting,” I said. I hooked my thumbs in her pajama bottoms. She wasn’t wearing panties. “These pants clash with the rest of the outfit.”
    I pushed them off, the loose band dropping away past her hips as the whole thing crumpled on the floor.
    “My stylist,” Katie said, kissing me. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
    I swept in, nuzzling her neck again as I kissed out the sweep of her shoulder. Palming a breast, I felt the heft of it before squeezing gently. They’d grown to a full C since Mya had been born and had only just begun to sag a little.
    “I think you’d do just fine.” If I weren’t around, Katie would have no trouble finding another man to take my place. Not only was she beautiful, she was smart, successful, and driven. The thought of being replaced made my stomach tighten but inexplicably, so did my cock.
    Katie’s hands closed around it. For a second, paranoia raged inside me like I had a secret that Katie had just discovered. Only I didn’t know what that secret was, and all Katie felt was my readiness.
    “I love you, Max. I need you.”
    “Show me.”
    Her smile was all promise and wicked abandon. Rotating us, she sat back on the bed and reached for the waistband of my boxers. My erection sprang free. She grabbed it, feeding it into her wet mouth. My knees knocked as her tongue swirled me. Over the years, she’d gotten very good at oral sex. Within a minute, she was easing my length into the back of her throat. She looked up at me with those glimmering green eyes of hers as my balls brushed along her chin.
    For an instant, my mind imagined those lips wrapped around the cock of another man. I banished it before it could take hold, but it was too late. My stomach fluttered.
    Katie gagged a little as I jerked in her mouth. “I’m close,” I hissed as my face burning. Ashamed, jealous, embarrassed—I was too many things to describe. Too many to deal with. She was mine and only mine .
    As if I had something to prove to myself, I pushed her luscious body back onto the bed and spread her legs. Her breasts still sat high with only a little separation, giving way to a flat stomach and a trimmed, auburn bush.
    She yelped a little as I crawled between her opened thighs and buried myself into her moist sex without further foreplay. She was certainly as ready as I was.
    “God, it’s been too long,” she said, groaning as she slowly adjusted to my penetration. The first time after an absence was always the toughest, and every time I felt her velvet grip around me, I wondered why we didn’t do it more often.
    The answer, of course, was Mya. Or at least that was one of the excuses. She was asleep now, but it had been a point of contention in the past. By the time she was in bed, we were usually too exhausted to do anything but read for a few minutes and crash.
    “Yes, yesss...” Katie cooed as I began to pick up the pace over her. She wrapped her long legs around my hips. I angled over her, drawing my heaving body against her breasts. Our mouths met in a sloppy kiss that neither of us could maintain.
    “Come, honey.” Katie dug her heels into my lower back. “Now...now...”
    I held back as long as I could, but my imagination kept pumping that image of Katie doing this with another man. The harder I fucked, the harder it became to restrain my release. I pumped a few more times before I felt my balls seize up. Cheek-to-cheek, a grunt escaped my throat as I released everything.
    Katie was not far behind. She arched her spine and pressed her head into the mattress as she moaned. I thrust into her long as I could maintain an erection. At last, I collapsed on top of her, sweaty and exhausted—this time in the good way.
    “Wow. That was hot,” Katie said. “What got into you?”
    I kissed her cheek and pulled the sheet over us. “I was thinking about how good Nadia’s going to look in a wedding gown.”
    Katie swatted my shoulder, but laughed.