Fake Marriage Box Set

I looked away quickly as she turned with a plate in her hand. She walked around me, smiling as she opened up the cupboard and reached up high to put the plate on the shelf. Her tank top rose up, and I could see the line of her flat stomach, and the muscles in her shapely legs. I tapped my fingers on the granite countertops, trying to look away but failing miserably. I kept repeating to myself over and over again that I had to stop looking at her, I had to turn away, but it was no use. I was fighting my brain with my cock, and I could feel who was losing out. The best thing for me to do would be to turn around, walk away, and go to bed, but that seemed like an impossible choice at that moment. I leaned my head back and rested it on the cabinet, letting myself take in every inch of her as I looked her up and down. God, she was so fucking sexy.

I didn’t know if it was the beer or the fact that I had held back from this woman for so long, but I was frozen, standing there staring at her incredible body. Her hair was down, and she had barely any makeup on, but she was still one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. I just wanted to reach out and put my hands on her ass, then bend her over the counter and fuck her brains out. It was no use: no matter how much I tried to look away, I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. I shook my head and pulled my hands down to my sides, feeling the lust in my chest trying to take over. I needed this so bad, and though I knew it was probably a bad idea, I didn’t give a damn. I wanted her, and I wanted her right then and there. I felt like all the self-control I had been mustering just flew out the window with one little pair of cotton shorts.

I sidestepped to move away from her, but the damage had been done. I could smell her vanilla and lavender perfume from where I was standing, and it was acting like some sort of aphrodisiac. I wanted to grab onto her, and not let her get away from me, then slide my tongue all over her body. I felt completely pent up, my mind going one way while my cock went the other. I knew that control was quickly slipping from my fingertips, but the longer I stood there staring at her bare thighs, the less and less willpower I had to stop myself from jumping right in. If I fel

t that way then, I couldn’t imagine how I would feel in another week or month.

“Do you want another beer? I can get it for you,” she said, looking over at me and smiling.

“No, thank you,” I said, taking in a deep breath.

She had broken the silence around us and descrambled the fight I was having internally. I thought at that moment I was in the clear, and that I could go back to focusing on controlling myself. However, as I looked over at her and ran my eyes down to her perky round breasts, I lost complete control over the situation. I took two steps forward, standing directly in front of her, so close that I could feel the heat of her breath. To my surprise, she didn’t move, but instead, slowly looked up until our eyes locked. The intensity of our stare took me by surprise and instantly my heart starting racing. I pulled my hands up to her shoulders and ran them up and down her arms, watching her face as her eyes began to darken. I continued to try and hold back, hoping that any moment I would come to my senses, but the conversation was lost at that point, and I was either going to go for it or end up jacking off by myself in the hallway bathroom.

Finally, after several seconds of internal turmoil, I said, “Fuck it,” and leaned forward, pressing my lips hard against hers as I pulled her close to me by the shoulders. It was the perfect kiss, with a sensual nature but the force of a Hollywood, black and white film. She moaned softly into my lips, and I felt the vibrations in my face. Just knowing that she was feeling everything I was trying to convey made me even hotter, and I pulled her against my body, opening my mouth and slipping my tongue across her lips. She tasted amazing, just like before, and I knew at that moment, there was no way I was backing off.

Chapter Twenty-Six

Quinn

The kitchen was no longer still as Luke pressed his lips hard against mine. I could feel myself melting into a puddle at his feet, and I leaned forward into his kiss, letting out a small moan against his lips. The sound of my voice intensified his lust, and he pulled me into his rock-hard body, pushing his hips forward to show me just how much he wanted me. The combination of me wanting Luke since the first time I saw him, and the fact that I had wanted to feel wanted for so long, made it almost impossible for me to even move one inch from his arms. I may have been fighting myself internally, but on the outside, I was willing and ready for him to push into me even harder.

His kiss wasn’t just igniting my passion; it was doing way more than that. As his mouth moved over mine, I could feel all the pain and all the anxiety I had been holding onto just melt away at his touch. I couldn’t believe how easy and how right it felt to have his arms wrapped around me like that. At first, I thought it might be just because I was wanting the fairy tale so much, but after several seconds, I knew it was more than that. I didn’t want this from just anyone: I wanted it from Luke, and I could lie to myself about that fact all I wanted, but that wouldn’t change the fact that it was the truth. I could fight it, I could pull away and tell him that it was too much, especially since I was going to have to leave at some point, but that would only intensify the feelings. To be honest, at that moment, I wanted to be selfish, I wanted to surrender to his grasp on my body and just go with it, and so I did.

I took a deep breath in through my nose, settling my nerves, and creating a stronger feeling of lust from the scent of his cologne. My mind was racing a hundred miles per second, and I almost couldn’t get myself to slow down enough to even make a decision. All the while, his hands were sliding over my body, and I could feel his hard cock rubbing up against me. Everything was spinning in circles, and I just needed to make a decision, so I did. At that moment, right there I fully committed to the passion that was flowing between us. I decided that using my brain and playing it safe had gotten me nowhere, and it was time to give into what I knew that my heart—and other parts—were trying to tell me.

As soon as I had decided that I was in it completely, I reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck, letting him push me back against the counter. His hand ran down my side and to my thigh and I breathed heavily as he pulled my leg up around his waist. I could feel his hard erection rubbing up and down against my hot, wet mound, barely covered by the thin layer of my cotton shorts. I knew right then and there that this wasn’t going to end in just a kiss, that he and I were on our way to some very passionate sex, and I was perfectly okay with that. My conscience was screaming at me to stop, trying to tell me I shouldn’t be doing this, but his hands on my body felt so right, and I pushed my angel to the back and let the devil on my shoulder take hold.

I ran my hands through his hair and down his neck, feeling the goosebumps rise up on his skin. It was more than exciting to know that everything I did made him want me more and more. I pushed my mouth against his and nibbled on his bottom lip, pulling it inside of my mouth and sucking on it. When I released it, his mouth turned up into a coy smile, making me want him even more. My pussy was vibrating between my legs, and the feeling of his dick rubbing against me made me wild with anticipation. I needed to feel him inside of me, to fill me up completely and bring this pleasure simmering in my stomach to a head. The downright and dirty of it all was simply that I wanted him. I wanted him more than I had ever wanted a man before, and I had no preconceived notions about what we were doing.

I had put so much thought into whether I should or not, I kept ignoring myself when I was screaming in my own head that I wanted to. Now, with him grinding against me and his tongue flicking at the back of my throat, I had completely given in, tired of the games, and ready for the main event. I wanted this fantasy family to continue, and I couldn’t think of a better way to do it than to let him completely ravage me. If I had thought that this feeling would go away, I would have stopped what we were doing, but I knew if we stopped again, it would just get worse and worse until we no longer had any control over our urges at all.

Slowly he ran his fingers down my inner thigh and scooted two of them underneath the cloth of my shorts. I gasped as I felt the warmth of his fingers running over my folds and pulling them apart, my juices soaking his fingers as he pulled them up and started rubbing my clit. I reached back and grasped the counter top, my mouth still firmly planted against his. I could barely contain myself, feeling him touching my body and I knew it wouldn’t be long until I exploded in ecstasy.

“I want you,” he whispered in my ear.

“Take me then,” I groaned.

He growled loudly as he reached down and grabbed my ass, pulling me up in the air and wrapping my legs around his waist. He turned and made his way out of the kitchen and down the hallway to his bedroom. Once inside, he sat me down on the floor and reached for my tank top, pulling it up and over my head before tossing it to the floor. He reached around my back and unclasped my bra, letting my breasts spill out into his hands. I stepped forward and undid his belt, pulling the zipper down, and allowing his pants to fall to the floor. He stepped out of them and flung them to the side before pulling his t-shirt over his head. His hard muscles glimmered in the moonlight, spilling through the windows. I ran my fingers down his chest, over his hard-abdominal muscles, stopping at the waistband of his boxer briefs.

I could feel him squirming beneath my hands as I hooked my fingers in his boxers and pulled them slowly down, waiting for him to step out of them, tossing them to the side. As I began to stand up, I came face to face with his massive cock, still bouncing up and down after being released from its restraints. I glanced up at him and bit my bottom lip, slowly lowering myself onto my knees. I could see the excitement flash through his eyes as I reached up and grabbed the base of his cock, pulling it to my lips. I flicked my tongue at the head of his bulging erection before sheathing my teeth and lowering my face down, taking his dick deep into my throat. Slowly I retracted, sucking hard at the back of my mouth, listening to him groan loudly.

He pulled his hands down from his hips and ran one of them through my hair. I could feel him rolling his fingers through my mane, grabbing on tightly before pushing my head gently back down. Feeling the control in his hands was extremely erotic, and it made me more inclined to keep going. Up and down my head bobbed, stopping momentarily at the base of his cock before coming back up and sucking in a deep breath of air. I glanced up to him with watery eyes, watching his face writhe in ecstasy. I reached my other hand up and cupped his balls, rolling them gently in my hand as I used my mouth to ignite even more desire in Luke’s eyes, now dark with lust. I was usually a shy person, but he had gotten me all riled up, and I wasn’t going to waste a second of this time with shyness and apprehension. I pushed my head all the way down his shaft, feeling his cock bulging in my throat, and held it there, still massaging his nuts.

He tugged hard on my head, and I released, pulling my head back and smiling as I wiped my chin. He groaned and shook his head, reaching down and pulling me to my feet. He stepped forward and pushed me down on the bed, watching me as I removed my shorts and slid back onto the pillows. He stood there for several moments, running his hand up and down his sopping wet cock.

“Come here and fuck me,” I whispered, watching him chuckle, then move toward me.

He reached over to the table beside the bed and pulled a condom out of the drawer, making me thankful that he had some kind of control during all of this. He opened the package and slid the rubber over the head of his cock and down the long shaft, grabbing his dick by the base and moving toward me. I opened up my legs and gasped again as he slid the head of his cock through my juices, before landing and slowly pushing in deep. He thrust a couple times and then leaned forward, pressing his lips against mine. I wrapped my legs around his waist and ground my body in motion with his, forcing a moan from h

is throat.

I could feel the heat in my stomach reaching its limit, and I screamed out passionately. He gripped onto the edge of the bed and thrust his cock into me, over and over again, looking deeply into my eyes. As he pressed his abdomen against my clit, I erupted, arching my back and throwing my head. For a moment, no sound came from my mouth, and my body froze, feeling the pleasure running through every vein in my body. I could feel him gripping harder at the mattress, and as soon as my body began to respond to my brain again, I opened my eyes and looked deep into his.

Luke grabbed my waist and sat up slightly, pushing hard and deep inside of me. Our skin slapped together, echoing through the room and out into the hallway. I screamed out as he slapped himself against my already raw and sensitive clit. He grit his teeth and pushed in deep, holding it there before beginning to make pulsing strokes, short and fast. Suddenly he closed his eyes and held his breath, his muscles tightening and his body convulsing in jerky movements. He came hard and long, his hips still moving even after the air had dispelled from his body. As his seed spilled out in ecstasy, he began to lower himself onto my body, pressing his lips against mine and letting out a deep growl.

He rested there for several minutes, his head against my heaving chest. I carefully ran my fingers through his hair and listened as his body relaxed even further. Slowly he got up and excused himself, going to the bathroom to clean up. When he came back, he jumped back into the bed, kissing my cheek and pulling me into him closely. I wasn’t sure if I had made the right choice, but at that moment, I couldn’t deny that his arms wrapped around me were exactly what I needed.

Chapter Twenty-Seven