Forbidden Forever (5 page)

Oh my God. I have just
reached a peak of holy fucking yes. The pulsating sensation rushing
through my body is unbelievable. He wraps his arms around me, letting
out slight moans in between kisses and thrusts. I am about to come to
my release when I feel him shiver. It's like we are set to the same
climax spot because we both cum at the same time and freeze,
breathing fast; slowly, he kisses me. His hands are all in my hair
and touching my every curve, every handle.

He whispers in my ear
again, "Oh, Laney, you are worth losing everything for because
without you, I truly have nothing. I have never felt so complete, so
whole until now. I am afraid to move and realize this was a
daydream." He looks me in the eyes and says, "You are my
daydream!" Smiling, I nuzzle his neck. We gather ourselves and
relax on the chair together before even thinking about work. I don't
know what will happen now.

I stepped over a line I
said I would never cross, but this man makes me feel beautiful and
smart; I feel empowered by him. In this moment, I know I will never
be the same person from now on; I will be a stronger one. "I
have wanted you for so long and I never dreamed it would be even more
than I dreamed it would. Let's not think about what's next, let's
just think about now," he says. I lay my head on his chest and
we sit for what seems like eternity, but really only a half hour
before our day has to begin as boss and employee. The day goes by
like a blur thankfully, because I don't want to think about what I
just did with a married man and I, the unfaithful married woman. I
smell like Chance and his smell is even more intoxicating than ever.
All I want is more, but I know we have to both go home to our
spouses, the people who make us so unhappy. Michael probably deserves
being treated like this, but what about Chance's wife? What have I
done to her marriage? Now I am the monster.

My thoughts consume me
for the remainder of the evening. This poor woman and what my actions
would do to her. I start to wonder what she is like and then I step
into reality with my own husband. The man I vowed to love and cherish
through the good and the bad times. I broke our vows because I was
being selfish. Selfish, something Michael always said I was because I
wouldn't lose weight for him. He always said it was my fault I turned
into a cow and it would be understandable if it was a medical
condition, however this was something I could control. "What a
jerk," I whisper to myself. Why do I defend him for his actions
and feel horrible about my own? He did this just as much as much as I
did. He pushed me away. His words wounded my spirit, my soul; he
wounded me. Callie is home tonight so things are great. One big happy
family mixed with the heartache I feel every time she talks about her
daddy. She really does love all that was good about him. My kids
would hate me for what I've done to our family. This has to remain a
secret.

What have I done to my
family?

How is this going to
affect Callie and Kaleb?

What am I going to do?

Fear has washed over me
and now all I can do is decide what to do with what I have done.
Affairs.
I thought they were supposed to be exciting from all
the books I read, and instead I feel like I killed someone. Me. What
will it be like when I see him tomorrow at work? Questions fill me up
like a cup of overflowing tainted water. Sleep. I need sleep.

Chance's
POV

Damn, I slept well. The
best I've slept in years and I wonder if it is because I finally
found someone I want to spend the rest of my life with. Not someone I
had to marry due to circumstances from a wild and reckless night. I
arrive at work and go straight to my office and put on my white
doctor's coat, then walk out to Laney's desk, waiting for her
arrival, but try to look as though I am actually doing something
involving work. I know it will be at least an hour before she gets
here but I just can't bring myself to do anything but wait like a
damn pussy whipped dumbass that hasn't even gotten any pussy. Minutes
pass by that feel like hours, hell even days, and then I see a figure
in the doorway and it's her. Wow, she literally takes my breath away
every time I see her.

Golden blonde hair
spirals in cascading waves against her neck, lipid pools of blue eyes
glisten when she looks into mine. Something in those eyes make my
dick stand on point, is it desire? That would be dream come true and
I know it is a fantasy we can't live out because the situation we are
in is too complicated. Her legs are walking closer to me and before I
know it her arms are around me like a warm blanket in winter time. I
know that something has triggered this need for affection, but I
don't question it and I wrap my arms tightly around her. Our eyes
meet and the static is pulling me to her uncontrollably. Fuck, I want
to feel her wet warmness around my cock. The pressure is so intense I
don't know how much longer I can hold it in without exploding all
around us. She touches my face and I press her into the wall behind
us. I grab her face and pull back for a moment, just enough time to
look into her soul and see if this is what she truly wants. I don't
know if I can bring myself to stop.

The need in her eyes is
enough to make me cum right there but I don't because she is wanting,
needing something more. More from me and I will give her all she
wants for as long as I can. She looks so fucking hot in her pantsuit,
but I sure as hell cannot wait to take it off her. I yank the light
blue shirt she is wearing out of her pants, my eyes never leaving
hers. She pulls my doctor coat off and tosses it to the floor. She
starts unbuttoning my shirt while I am trying desperately to get her
off. The clothing starts piling up on the ground below us. My shirt
reveals my tattoos that cover half my arm and trail down my shoulder
and chest. I undo her pants and slide my hand down the front so I can
feel the wet flesh between my fingers. I pull the pants down her
legs, and shocked, I grab her bare ass. Cocking my head to the side
say, "Commando?! Naughty girl, you should be spanked! It's so
fucking hot."

Her cheeks turn that
shade of pink that is so damn cute I can't help but smile. I stand
straight and grab hold of her hands and caress them ever so slightly
as I stretch them out to admire my view from a distance. I lean into
her neck and whisper, "You are the most beautiful thing I have
ever seen. These legs, these hips." Gliding my fingers over her
arms, I whisper, "Baby, you are very much everything I've ever
wanted." Her lips impact mine and the embrace nearly knocks me
off my feet. The way our bodies connect to each other is almost too
perfect. Connecting with someone like this is unimaginable, insanely
poetic, beyond words. Her hand grips my cock in between her palm and
fingers, stroking me up and down as her body moves lower until she is
on her knees in front of me. Her wet tongue licks up my shaft,
circling the head, then she licks her lips and starts again. The
teasing stops as she engulfs my cock into her mouth, sucking hard and
fast.

The pleasure is so
intense I moan with every breath I take. Fuck, if she keeps this up I
will cum in her mouth. I would enjoy cumming all over her beautiful
body, but I know she has to work and I don't want her to feel dirty
all day. I'll have to save that for another time if I am lucky enough
to do this again. I grab her arm to pull her up back up to me before
I burst and lose the chance to see her face as she comes apart from
feeling me. Sliding my hand down to her clitoris in between her folds
teasingly, circling her swollen pink skin to stimulate her sex. I
slip in two fingers, pushing in and out, in and out, and just as I
can feel her tighten, I lift her up and lower her onto my cock. She
wraps her arms around me as we both moan from the pleasure that is
building up from the connection. Damn, she feels so good wrapped
around me. We both start to shiver as we cum together. I put my hands
in her hair, on her breasts, her hips, and her ass. I don't want this
to end because I am afraid of what will happen if I let her go.

I whisper in her ear,
"Oh, Laney, you are worth losing everything for because without
you I truly have nothing. I have never felt so complete, so whole
until now. I am afraid to move and realize this was a daydream."

I look her in the eyes
and say, "You are my daydream!"

She doesn't speak, but
lays her head in the crook of my neck; it is somewhat calming to have
her so close even after we just had sex. I was afraid she would have
run away. "I have wanted you for so long and I never dreamed it
would be even more than I dreamed it would. Let's not think about
what's next let's just think about now," I tell her. We sit in
the chair for the next thirty minutes and I know we have to get
ourselves together before we have to spend the rest of the day
working, but I just can't seem to get my legs to move. Her head is on
my chest and I can picture us being like this for the rest of our
lives. Two people with the wrong spouses finally finding one another
yet are too afraid to let go of the past.

Laney's
POV

The sun is filling the
room with warmth, but I am still shivering from the chill I feel in
the bed. Of course I don't want him to touch me after what I have
done, but it would be nice to feel anything other than ice when he is
around. I slip out of bed, trying not to wake him up as I head toward
the shower. I step in the steamy hot liquid as to wash away the wrong
that I have created, but the water isn't hot enough or pure enough to
wash away the sin. I have scrubbed my body from one side to the other
and suddenly I start thinking about the way Chance's hands felt on my
face, sliding down my breast and over my hips. The softness in his
touch was enough to light me on fire. Closing my eyes, I can smell
his amazing scent, a cross between manly and fuck me. Oh. My. God.
That man will be my undoing.

Never opening my eyes, I
run my hand down my face, reaching my breasts, and begin rolling my
nipples in between my fingers and rubbing them with my palm, slowly
sliding down my side and gliding over my hips. I pause for a second
but the yearning is too strong and I need something to free this
desire I feel for him. With one discreet touch, my hand is easing its
way to my vagina and I rub back and forth, feeling the wetness
inside. In goes one finger, back and forth, my hips moving in rhythm.
My hand won't stop, my breathing is heavy and the release is coming.
I have come undone with just the thought of him touching me.
I
still.
I am relaxed and I know that it was a sordid thing to do
but I also know that it won't be the last time he will make me feel
that way. I haven't had my fill of Dr. Turner yet and I will have to
figure this out before I lose my mind. Is it just sex? Or is it
something more? The craving I feel for this man is more than anything
I have ever felt. I need his hands on me, his smell intoxicating my
mind and his words capturing my soul.

On the drive to work I
try to think about what to say and how to start talking to him about
what we are going to do about the situation we are in. I am repeating
the words over and over, but have yet to come to any words that
wouldn't sound like a crazy assistant wanting her boss to leave his
wife. Parking my car, I lay my head against the steering wheel and
close my eyes. A knock on the window nearly sends my heart through
the windshield. "Sierra! What are you doing? You just about gave
me a heart attack?" I snap.

"Are you okay,
Laney? You look tired," Sierra points out.

"I am fine. I just
need a long nap; my body is not use to these long days."

We walk to our offices
and I agree to go to lunch with her. I notice Chance's office door
cracked open so once I set my things on my desk, I walk over and peek
in. Chance is sitting in his chair, leaned back with his arm behind
his head as if in deep thought. His eyes reach mine and a wicked grin
crosses his face. Relaxed, he pats his leg, inviting me to come sit
on his lap. My eyes are delighted by the way he is looking into them
as I walk over and sit. Sometimes his looks feel like he is looking
at someone else, someone pretty and thin, not someone fat and ugly
like me. I lean back against his chest and snuggle his neck. His
smell is mind-altering in ways that make me forget the outside world
or anything other than him. Chance pulls back and looks in my eyes,
and for a moment, it is silent. Everything is right; we are two
people just needing comfort from someone who wants us as much as we
want them. Breaking the silence, he utters the words I have been
waiting for. "Be with me, Laney."

He continues. "I
know we have not known each other for long, but I am even more sure
about what I feel for you than any other thing in my life. The way
your eyes show every emotion you are feeling, your touch. Your
thoughts about life; they are everything I want in mine." I
stare without a word. My heart and head are all over the place and I
don't know what to do. My thoughts are for Callie and Kaleb and how
this would change their lives, or the way they see me.

"I need time,"
I finally speak back. "I have kids, so things aren't that easy
for me. I need to know that it is right. I can screw up my own life,
but I could never live with myself for screwing up theirs."