The Forbidden Kiss

Chapter 6

Matthew’s P.O.V

We stood for a moment or so, with our eyes locked but not speaking.

I wanted to dive into those eyes and learn all the secrets of hers that lay behind them.

But I knew that I also had to hurry to work, so I broke the spell that was slowly reeling me into changing my plans and staying home with her.

“I have to go,” I cleared my throat and started heading for the door once again.

“I guess I’ll see you later?” I tested the waters.

I didn’t know how she felt about me or let alone the possibility of a budding relationship between us. And therefore didn’t want to put pressure on her.

“I have a friend sleeping over later,” she said, stopping me right in my tracks.

“It better not be a f*****g boy,” I spoke without thinking.

That’s how territorial I had become of me.

I didn’t want any boy or men coming anywhere close to her, friend or not.

She was mine. And mine alone.

“Relax, big guy.” She chuckled and playfully punched my arm. “It’s just Belle.”

“That’s a relief,” I sighed.

Surprised by how much of a big deal it would have been for me if it were something else.

How did I get here? So madly in love with a teenage girl. Who I couldn’t even yet tell just how strongly I felt for her?

“Though I must say, I find it very sexy that you get jealous.” She teased with a giggle.

“If only you knew the magnitude of this jealousy, little girl. You’d run for your entire life.” I remarked, tipped her chin and kissed her almost into a coma.

“You know,” she seductively began, as she untied my neck tie and threw it on the couch.

“What?” I smirked, already fully curious about what kind of thought she was cooking in that innocent head of hers.

“Belle won’t be here for another probably half an hour,” she shyly said and blushed.

Knowing very well that I was catching her drift.

She wanted me, the exact same way that I wanted and needed her.

“Oh yeah?” I played dumb, just to hear more.

“What could we possibly do together to kill that amount of time?”

“Plenty,” she shrugged, grabbed my hand and started leading me to the guest bedroom.

“But that’s only if we stop talking and start doing.”

“I like where your mind is at,” I proudly grinned.

Stopped her in her tracks, pushed her against the wall and started making out with her.

She gasped and moaned in approval. The same way she always did when I took control.

I picked her up and carried her in my arms, until I could lay her on the bed.

Our clothes came off quicker than lightning, the second our s****l engines began humming.

“No, not enough time.” She protested when she realized that I was taking the foreplay route.

“Just slide it in.” She commanded in her sexually drugged up state.

And like her good little boy, I complied. Excited to see her being bossy in the bedroom for the first time.

We both gasped when the tip finally slid into her tight entrance.

The girl’s body was a wonderland, there was no end to the exploration.

“Slow, hard?” I presented her with options as soon as I settled in comfortably within her moist and warm folds.

“Hard and fast,” she whimpered through lowly closed eye lids.

And yet again, I complied.

And before we knew it, an orgasm was bringing us both to our knees- as I collapsed onto her limp and satisfied body.

“Wow,” she sighed as she ran her fingers through my hair.

“That was-” she began to say but I shakily cut her off mid sentence.

“I know,” I said. We had come together for the very first time.

That’s how intense things had been, earning us a climax as equally rewarding.

“I think I’m falling for you,” she whispered the words.

Then seemed shocked that she had even said them out loud, when I lifted my head to look into her eyes.

“Uhm,” I was at a loss for words.

I was caught completely off guard. “Anna…” I started to say, though not quite sure what it was exactly that I was going to eventually tell her.

“You’re already running late for work,” she sat up and started grabbing my thankfully not yet wrinkled clothes from the floor and handing them to me.

“What about our conversation, what you just said?” I was quickly becoming confused.

Did she regret confessing that much or was there something else going on there that I couldn’t quite tell?

“Belle will be here at any second, so maybe we can shelve that for some other time.” She shrugged and slipped into her panties, bra and dress. Then begun fluffing her hair about.

“Are we okay? I mean-” I started freaking out. But she wouldn’t hear any of it.

“Yeah,” she dismissively cut me off once again.

Then started helping me button up my shirt, as if she couldn’t wait to have me out of the house.

“I’ll call you later then, yeah?” I promised and gave her a brief kiss before I opened the door to let myself out.

Anastasia’s P.O.V

“Girl, you must be psychic or something because ei was straight up about to knock.”

Belle appeared on the other side of the door, with a wicked grin.

Which transformed into a serious, shocked, then endlessly impressed facial expression when she saw Matt walking out.

“Hi, Belle.” Matt greeted as he walked out. “Bye, Belle. Later Anna.”

He mastered his ‘uncle Matt’ tone so perfectly that there was no way my best friend would suspect that something was going on between us.

“Such a snack!” Belle whistled behind Matt, as he walked further away from the entrance.

“Stop drooling over man and give me a hug,” I shook my head and rolled my eyes.

“I’d be more than happy to be drilled by him,” she crazily remarked. “Screw the age difference, older guys do it better anyway.”

“Oh my goodness!” I laughed it off. But in actuality, I was dying with jealousy.

I didn’t want other girls seeing him in the same light that I did.

Especially because I was really falling hard for the man.

So much that I had spooked him out by sharing just a few moments ago.

I still wanted to kick myself for that slip up.

“I have missed you so much,” she pulled me in for a hug and walked into the house.

“So have I,” I grinned. “Tell me everything!” I was dying to hear about her holiday, but mostly about anything else that wouldn’t be an objectification of the man I was sleeping with.

“Let’s just say I’m so happy to see you, but at the same time, I’m extremely sad that we had to come back just when things were getting interesting between me and the lifeguard.” She winked.

Belle has always been sexually mature and experienced than me, which made her the one with the juicy stories all the time in our friendship.

“What lifeguard again?” I lay on the couch and discovered Matt’s neck tie. “Forgetful dad.” I said as I grabbed it and led the way to my bedroom, in hopes that Belle wouldn’t read between the lines.

“Some hot stranger that I had been flirting with at our hotel,” Belle lay across my bed and joined her. “I finally got him to rub sun tan lotion on me a couple days ago.”

“And it ended there?” I raised and eyebrow curiously. Belle was only a year older than me, but she was definitely a man eater.

If she liked you, she got you. Simple. Maybe that was the real reason I was worried about her attraction to Matt.

“Girl, you know me!” She laughed, then her attention shifted to the neck tie that was still in my hand.

“Hey, why didn’t you drop that in your father’s bedroom?” Hr question wasn’t accusing or anything, but knowing the true story made me flush in embarrassment.

“I will, later.” I dismissively said and threw it on my study desk.

“So after this obvious hooking up of yours, did you at least exchange contacts?” I tried to change the subject. But freaking Matt called just then.

“Why’s Matt calling you?” Belle dreamily stared at my screen as she asked.

“I guess it’s about our earlier conversation,” I tried to cover my ass once again, as I rejected the call.

“There’s a new woman in my father’s life, I’m not a fan,” I shrugged.

“You never are,” Belle laughed while stating the obvious.

“Exactly,” I joined in. “So, Matt is trying to talk me into being accepting of the relationship.”

“I’d just do whatever he says, girl. He’s so hot!” She jumped onto the floor and disappeared into the bathroom.

‘Stop calling me, you’re making Belle suspicious. You’ll get your neck tie later.” I quickly typed and sent to Matt.

‘I look forward to using it to tie your hands, while I have my way with you baby girl.’

He instantly responded.

Making me blush, weak in the knees and wet for him.

So I decided to tease him back. ‘I look forward to it, daddy.’