Savory Deceits (Volume 1)
By: Skye Heart
Tags: Fiction, Violence, Erotica For Women, Suspense, Romance

“True Love cannot be found where it does not exist, nor can it be denied where it does”

-Torquato Tasso

~CHRIS~

“Are you all right?” I asked her. Earnestly, she looked up at me with weary eyes. “No. I’m not.” She said with a fresh stream of tears. I empathized with her situation. “I know.” I said, wiping her face with my thumbs. After that, I cupped her face with my hands as I examined the depths of her brown eyes. Noticeably, she stared back at me with longing, as if all the fear and anxiety she once felt being around me had vanished. Carefully, I gently brushed a wisp of hair away from her face, and she did not object to the sensuality of my touch.

I loved Nena more than I thought I could ever love anyone. For that reason, I thought carefully as I stared at her wondering if she felt the same way. Then, when she glanced at my mouth, I knew. At that point, I licked my lips, then she parted hers, and I lowered my head to her. I kissed her gently at first, then pulled away to look into her eyes once more and kissed her again.

This time, I delved my tongue into her mouth pulling her closer. When I felt her hands on my waist, I fought the urge to ravage her entire being. I always knew that Tony was never going to change. I also knew that Tony did not realize what he had in her, and that it was only a matter of time before he fucked it up again. I had to show her that. I wanted to make love to her so badly right there in my living room, whereas, I no longer wanted to take it slow with her. So, with that last thought, I let myself go.

With every stroke of my tongue, I savored her mouth and slipped my hand underneath her blouse. Then, I gently stroked her breast; rubbing her nipple with my thumb until I felt it harden through the sheer material of her bra. When her weight shifted from one leg to the other, I knew I aroused her. With my other hand, I went up her skirt and found the moistness between her legs. Suddenly, her body stiffened and I stopped. Then, without a word, she pulled away from me and ran to the bathroom shutting the door behind her.

~NENA~

I began to panic.

“No. This is wrong.” I said to the reflection staring back at me in the bathroom mirror. It was hard for me to think clearly, because I felt tempestuously hot. Then, without warning, Chris walked into the bathroom. Startled by his sudden entrance, I quickly turned to face him. I needed more time to gather my thoughts. When he stepped towards me, I tried to take a step back before I felt my butt bump against the sink.

“Are you okay?” He asked, and I just nodded. I was too shaken up by the way he was making me feel to utter any words. I felt hot and bothered. His kiss stimulated me, and my body craved to feel more than just his hands. I tried to avoid his eyes when he gently grasped my chin, forcing me to look at him. “I’m not exactly sure of what’s going on between us Nena, but I know you feel it too. I can see it in your eyes, and I can see that you are trying to fight it. You don’t have to worry, baby. I won’t hurt you. You’re safe with me.” I felt my heart skip at the sound of his words.

Chris looked me in the eyes before he lifted my chin, and then kissed me again. This time, he enclosed me in his arms and held me tight and his kiss awakened every part of me. I felt him grow hard against my thigh as his hands began to now search for the buttons on my blouse. Closing my eyes, I tried to ignore my conscience.

Shortly, Chris broke the kiss and began suckling at the base of my neck, while undoing each button on my blouse. Purposefully, I closed my eyes again, wanting to enjoy the moment as I battled with my conscience.

“We can’t do this. This is wrong.” I said, as he continued to undo the buttons on my blouse. I felt as if I was lost in my own subconscious, or maybe I was lost in the way his hands were fondling my breasts, but I fought to stay in control. I knew I wanted him and that I wanted this, but my mind screamed at my body, that this was not right. Then, in one swift motion, he gripped the sides of my sheer lace panties and slid them down.

Soon thereafter, he picked me up and placed me on the bathroom sink. My thighs, seemingly against my will, slowly parted for him and he paused to look me in the eyes. “I know you want me.” He said. “And believe me, I want you too. Can’t you tell?” He then placed my hand on his throbbing penis, and a gasp nearly escaped my throat when I saw that my hands could barely encircle the size of his erection. Copiously, he searched my eyes once more before he kissed me long and hard. When a moan escaped my throat, I guided him inside me.

Instantly, I felt a jab of pain and I heard him groan as my inner lairs curved around his shaft. Then, his movements came in waves, first high and then low as he propelled my juices forward. The once-tensed feeling of penetration now felt like soft waves crashing towards the seashore as I saturated him with my fluids of ecstasy. His feverish lips were all over my body now, and with every stroke of his rod, I wanted more. When he went deeper, I held my breath.

“You okay?” He asked, stopping. I looked in his eyes and nodded. With that, Chris brushed a wisp of hair from my face with his hand and kissed me again. Holding onto my hips, he pushed on slow and deliberate, and I gasped once more at the sheer sensation of it all. At that instant, his hands suddenly moved from my hips to my breasts, gripping my mounds with such determination. Then, I closed my eyes and threw my head back, opening my legs wider.

Thereon, he groaned again and buried his face in the side of my neck. I was certain he knew I was right; this was wrong, but we were both ways past the point of no return. I cried out his name when his strokes grew more intense, and dug my nails into his shoulders as his massive penis invaded my insides. Valorously, I braced one hand on the sink and suddenly tensed, as I felt my own much-needed orgasm reaching its peak. With my eyes closed, I gasped once more, and then let myself go.

Chris was moving faster now, and I tried to grab hold of anything I could to brace myself for that coveted feeling of euphoric bliss. “Oh God!” I began. “Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!” I cried out repeatedly, reaching climax. Every one of my senses took over at this earth-shattering phenomenon, and yet he did not stop. I could still feel him deep within me, repeatedly hitting that spot that caused me to go into psychotic convulsions. Then, with one final thrust, I felt his muscles tighten before he collapsed against me panting.

When his breathing labored, he pushed away from me to look me in the eyes again. It was almost as if I could see into the depths of his soul. After he stopped panting, Chris gently touched the side of my face and lightly kissed my lips. When he pulled away again, we stared into each other’s eyes. Slowly, he lowered his hand to my chest and rested it between my breasts; feeling my rapid heartbeat. I then raised my hand to his chest as well, and stared back at him in wonder. As he stood before me motionless, I felt his heart quicken beneath my palm, and he moved his hand to touch mine. Next, he took my hand from his chest, brought it up to his lips and sensually kissed my palm. The gesture was so stimulating, which caused tiny goosebumps to rise on my arms. Then, I closed my eyes once more, and reveled in the excitement of our magnetizing chemistry.