Page 4 of Forbidden Fiancé

After a few moments, Luke leaned away from me. I hadn’t realized I was using him to keep myself upright and leaned into the wall for support. He smiled at me as his eyes roamed over my body. His smile told me he liked what he was seeing and that he had some ideas about what else he wanted to do with and to me.

With a little time and space from Luke, I was thinking more clearly. My mind was telling me that this was insane. I shouldn’t be doing this. If I was smart, I would thank him for the drinks, tell him to have a good life, walk away and never look back. But as I looked at Luke, I knew I wasn’t going to do that.

He made me feel things I didn’t even know I could feel. I felt more alive, more loved, more cherished, more desired, in the time that I had known him, than I had in my entire life. Ethan had never made me feel like this and I thought I wanted to marry him. Luke was making me see it would be unfair not only to myself but to Ethan if we were to stay together.

I deserved to feel what Luke was making me feel and so did Ethan. I wanted him to find this. More importantly, I wanted to see what I could have with Luke. I wasn’t going to delude myself into thinking that this would be anything more than one night. I knew nothing about the man and I didn’t want to. I wanted what he was making me feel. I wanted one night of the passion I knew I could only find with him.

Tomorrow, he would more than likely be gone and I was okay with that. I had never imagined that my night would end up like this. But as I looked into Luke’s deep brown eyes and saw his slow, sexy smile, I knew I wanted to go with him wherever he wanted to take me.

He was looking at me with the same passion and desire he had since the moment we met but there was also a question in the look. He might want me but he needed to know that I felt the same way. It only made him sexier to me that he was giving me some of the power. The man had no idea how much control he had over me and I hoped he never did. If I wasn’t careful, I feared the man would own me, mind, body, and soul.

Slowly, I reached up my hand, and he quickly took it. He pulled me to him and I felt the hardness of his body and erection pressed up against me. His arms wrapped around me tightly and I felt his breath hot against my hair.

“Come home with me. Let me show you pleasure as you have never known. Let me worship you as you were meant to me. Give me a chance to love you as only I can love you,” he whispered into my ear.

After his crude words earlier, his endearments were almost hard to hear. I wanted to lean into him, sink into his warmth, and what I thought his words could mean. But he was only a man, one I had met less than two hours ago. The words were meant to entice me into his bed, his hands and mouth had given me a taste of the pleasure he could give me. He had me from the moment I had first laid eyes on him. I knew I would give him anything he asked and gladly give him more.

I leaned back and looked at him. It made my breath catch to see the uncertainty in his eyes. I could see the questions he was asking. He wanted me to say yes; he wanted me to trust him; he wanted me to let myself go. It should have been scary, I should have told him no, or I needed time to think. But it was the most natural thing in the world to smile up at him and simply say, “Yes.”

Looking back, it was at that moment that I fell in love with him.

Chapter 4

Luke

I don’t remember getting to the dock and my boat. I was sure I drove; I hoped I obeyed all the traffic signals and didn’t hurt anyone. All I could think about, the only thing on my mind, was Natalie and getting her naked and in my bed.

We didn’t speak as I raced down the streets to the dock. I wanted to reach over and take her hand. I wanted to reassure myself that she was real, that this was happening. I held back because I knew that once I touched her again; I wasn’t going to stop until she was mine. Natalie seemed to understand my predicament as she made no move to touch me. Though by the looks she was giving me, she wanted to.

I barely parked the car before I was out of it and walked over to help Natalie out. She was already standing outside of it when I got there. I gave her a look and seriously contemplated pushing her up against the car and taking her right there and then. It was late, no one was around. The fact that there were cameras everywhere and my bed and other places on my boat were more comfortable were the only things that stopped me.

Natalie came and stood next to me. Her eyes scanned the parking lot and I could tell she was wondering where I was taking her. The easiest way to answer that question was to show her. Taking her arm in mine, I walked swiftly to the ramp that would take us to my boat. Natalie was right at my heels and I could feel her breast pressed up against me. It was the slowest and most beautiful torture of my life.

I walked us down to my boat and felt Natalie stop as we got to Destiny, my one hundred and forty-six-foot yacht. It accommodated ten guests in five spacious cabins. All but the owner’s suite was on the lower deck. I loved the spaciousness of my cabin with its master study, a full bathroom, and a wardrobe closet.

The owner’s suite was above the main salon and dining room, which featured a spacious lounge with a semicircular seating area and panoramic view. Just outside the lounge was the Jacuzzi and lounging area along with the sundeck. The lowest decks had a garage for my water toys, the crew quarters, and the engine room.

It was my pride and joy. I had bought it a few years back and had been traveling extensively through Europe and the Caribbean. I had only been in town for a few weeks to do some maintenance and repair before heading out again.

“This is yours?” Natalie asked.

I could hear the wonder in her voice.

“If you think this is big,” I said and Natalie laughed.

Her laughter was music to my ears. She got my humor and she probably had the same type. She was turning into the perfect woman and I hadn’t even seen her naked yet.

“Come on,” I said and took her hand in mine as we walked onto the boat. Her head was on a swivel as she walked past the lounge and towards the front of the boat and my cabin. I wanted to tell her that she would see it all later. That I would let her know every surface of the deck intimately, but I had other plans than talking.

There was no one out, the crew were fast asleep, getting some much needed rest before we left the next day. I could have taken her on the couch, even the piano I had in the lounge, but I wanted her in my bed. I wanted to have her looking up at me as I tore her dress off and did all the things I promised I would do for her.

Natalie followed me into the room. I closed the door behind her and she took a few steps inside. Her eyes looked around the room. She took in the deep brown wood, the bookshelves, the couch off to one side, the panoramic windows, and the California King bed in the middle of the room.

“Lovely,” she said and smiled at me.

“Not as lovely as the woman standing in front of me,” I replied and brought my mouth down to hers.

Her hands immediately went around my back and pulled me to her as my tongue plunged inside her mouth. Her tongue danced around mine as my hands went to her dress and tugged it over her hips. My cock strained in my pants, hard, fully erect, and in desperate need to be buried deep inside her. I rubbed myself between her legs, feeling the wetness on her panties even through my clothes. I had never had a woman come alive so quickly or passionately as Natalie was.

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