My Deepest Desire (Hidden Desires) (3 page)

Naira’s eyes widen,
“No Sir, hell no!”

Vincent tries not to laugh at her response.

“I just… not that.”

She reaches towards him then pauses before touching him, “May I Sir?”

When he nods Naira unbuckles his belt, undoes his pants and slides them off his hips with his boxer briefs.  “Wow!  I’m not quite sure it’s going to fit.  It’s been a while since I’ve had sex.  I could see from the bulge in your pants that you were well endowed but you’re even bigger than I thought.” 

Vincent caresses her cheek with his knuckles, “No worries, it will fit”.

With a devious smile she says, “I think we should make sure it fits in my mouth first.” 

Naira
pulls her legs in so she can lie down on her stomach, Vincent watches as she licks her lips.  She rims the crown of his dick, his hands reflexively ball into fists.    Knowing he should have more control than he’s showing he clamps his teeth shut when she licks from his ball sack to the tip of his dick.  His eyes roll back and he groans as she sucks him into her throat making sure to breathe her nose.  Naira gets more excited when she realizes there are a few inches she can’t fit in her mouth.  She hums sending a vibration right through Vincent’s dick.  He grabs her shoulders and pulls her up onto his lap, he kisses her hard, tasting himself.

Vincent
takes a gold foil square out of his pants and gives it to her, “Ride me.” 

Naira
blushes as she opens it and rolls the second skin onto him.  She moans as Vincent presses his crown into her opening.  Relaxing her muscles, she sinks down. Her hot wet canal consumes him.  Once her ass hits his balls Naira sighs “Damn”, he feels like satin over steel inside her.

The tight fit of
Naira’s body was already testing Vincent’s control but her being able to take of all him has him ready to explode.  Taking a deep breathe he lifts her head off his shoulder so he can see her eyes.  Seeing the glazed look of pleasure back in her eyes causes his tip to thump like a pulse.

“Move for me Beautiful”.

Naira lifts up until only the crest of his cock is in her then she drops back down on him.  She wraps her arms around his neck and works her body on him.  Vincent grips her ass as he picks up Naira’s rhythm and thrusts up into her.  He continuously strokes deep inside her making Naira shiver.  The temperature in the car skyrockets and they break out in sweat.  Her legs slip on the seat opening her further, her whole body locks on Vincent when he hits her sweet spot.  Naira bites down onto his shoulder.  The sting of pain and the spasms in Naira’s body send a bolt of electricity through him.  The force of Vincent’s ejaculation so strong it causes her to orgasm again.  She squeezes her eyes shut and breathes through the tremors flowing through her.  By the time their bodies stop shaking their both panting.

Once their breathing slows Naira slides into the front passenger seat to straighten her dress and tuck her panties in her purse.  Vincent fixes his pants and
feels that they are wet; ignoring it he pushes the driver’s seat up to open the back door and get in the front seat.  Noticing how quite Naira is he looks over at her, she leans on the headrest with her eyes closed so he lets her rest until he gets to her house.

After a short d
rive Vincent parks in-front of Naira’s house.  He wakes her to let her know she’s home.  Vincent walks her to the door telling her how much he enjoyed her accompanying him to the banquet.  He also lets her know that he is on call tomorrow but would like to take her to dinner the next night.  Naira lets him know that she’s working on finishing her spring clothing line but she would like him to call her.

Naira is awakened the next morning when she tries to roll over but can’t lift her head.  Reaching up she sighs, “Cheeky would you please get off my hair.”  She picks the tabby up and carries her into the kitchen to feed her.  When she looks at the time she rushes to shower so she can meet Leah for Brunch.

Naira
walks into Le’Bistro and sees Leah reading a book while she eats.  Sitting she says, “Hey lady”.

“Hi Ara, you’re late.”

“I know I’m sorry.  I was at the banquet with Vincent last night and I got up late.  Did you order?”

“Of course.”

Leah sits there staring at Naira.  After a while of Naira pretending not to notice, Leah says, “Alright, what happened.  You haven’t said anything about your date, you slept with him didn’t you?”

“Yes
!  I don‘t know what came over me I never do that.”

“Where?”

Naira whispers, “In his car.”

Leah shakes her head.  “
Ara, of all places his car.  Really?

“Yes, and that’s not even the worst part!  I squirted when I came.  I’m so embarrassed.  Both he and the car seat were soaked; I had to use my panties to dry the seat.  On top of that, he wants to go out tomorrow night.  I can’t go out with him again.”

“Okay, you have got to calm down.  Did he say anything about being wet or inquiring where it came from?”

“No, I pretended to be asleep until we reached my house.”

Leah tries not to smile, “You are so dramatic.  Naira talk to him let him know that you squirt.”

Naira leans forward not wanting people to hear
them, “Are you crazy!  What if he thinks I’m a freak?  It’s bad enough I had to tell him I want to be with two guys.”

“How did he react to that?”

“He told me he intends to make me his.  And honestly I’m still not sure something isn’t wrong with him; there is no room for both of us to be crazy.”

Leah laughs, “I’m sorry.  You really are nutty sometimes.  How did you handle this situation with other guys?”

“I controlled my orgasm.  There’s no way in the world I can do that with him.  He is super-sized if you get me.”

Leah leans forward to whisper, “Really?”

“OMG!  I know it sounds crazy but he just sparks this heat in me and all I want is for him to fuck me senseless.”

Leah
blinks a few times, “Definitely talk to him.  I read a relationship guide that said most men love women who squirt.  It said most women don’t so to quote one guy it makes him feel like (the MAN)”.

Naira
smirks, “Vincent is definitely (the MAN).  But you know me, whenever it comes to guys I talk myself into trying something new, it goes wrong and I end up regretting it.”

“You have to forget the past.”

“Don’t go there.”

Naira proceeds to tell Leah about everything that happened at the banquet including about the guy she saw staring at her.  Leah tells her she’s glad they had a good time and if she really likes Vincent then she should give them both a chance to get to know each other.

Leah pats Naira’s hand, “Ara, you have a gorgeous house that you never let people pass the doorway of.”

“I let you in.  Besides I don’t want to bring a guy in for
us to eventually have an argument and mess up my feng shui.”

“Um hmm.
  The only way forward is through.”

Naira
rolls her eyes but before she can reply the waiter arrives with their food. 
As they begin to eat they hear a women at the table next to them ask her friend.  “Isn’t that the woman who attended the banquet with Dr. Kincaid?” 

Her friend replies, “Yes, I don’t know what he sees in her.  She’s so
… plump.” 

Leah looks at
Naira’s face and says, “Shit.”

Naira
smiles as she looks over at the women and says, “Yes I did attend the banquet with Dr. Kincaid.  I image he’s attracted to my wonderful personality, my beauty and the fact that I can do things in bed that can make his eyes cross.  A man that fine, I figure if someone is going to use him I might as well do it for the sex.  It’s better than some stuck-up socialite screwing him for his money like some of his colleagues.  The best part is I won’t have to worry about him looking for someone to sleep with to ease the pain of being stuck in an unhappy relationship.  Have a good day.”

The first woman slaps her hand over her mouth trying not to laugh and the second women gets up, snatches her purse off the table and heads for the door.  As the women leave the first lady pauses at the doo
r and laughs after her friend exits.

Leah shakes her head, “You’re going to psychologically damage someone like that one day.”

Naira smiles, “What can I say?  I won’t start it but I’ll finish it.”

They
enjoy brunch and as they leave the restaurant Naira gives Leah a hug. Naira tells her not to work too hard when Leah says she has to go into her office.  Leah reiterates to Naira to speak to Vincent.

Naira
starts walking towards the supermarket, while making
a grocery list on her cell phone she collides with someone.  Looking up to apologize she is stunned to see the guy who was watching her at the banquet.  Cropped blonde hair, hazel green eyes and six feet of sexy lean muscle leave her speechless.  She feels heat spread from her shoulders through her body making her shudder. She realizes he is holding her as she sways toward him.

Staring into his eyes she hears
, “Are you okay?”

Naira
shakes her head to focus, “Um, ye-yeah I’m fine.  I’m sorry I walked into you I should have been paying attention. 

“No problem.  I love when beautiful women bump into me; it makes it easier to start a conversation.

“You think I’m beautiful?  I mean I… I’m sorry I have to go.”

He smirks as he
watches Naira walk away frazzled.

Naira
goes to the supermarket to shop then heads home.  She pours a glass of wine and sits on her terrace enjoying the view of the park across the street.  As she sips her drink Naira thinks about Leah’s words and all the guys she dated that she never invited into her house.  She was marginally attracted to the other guys she’s dated but none sent fire through her veins and now she’s found two in one week.

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Naira goes to the boutique for a few hours then decides to surprise Vincent at work with lunch and talk to him about her concern.  Having made excuses for a week about why she couldn’t go out with him, it feels like they’ve known each other so much longer.  His desire to know more about her makes Naira nervous.  Normally she’d ditch any guy who showed interest in a serious relationship.  But, she really enjoys being with Vincent and wants to explore the way he makes her feel. 

As
Naira walks into his outer office Vincent’s assistant looks up.  She smiles in immediate recognition, “Hi Ms. Cahill.”

Naira
is a little surprised to hear the woman say her name then she realizes Vincent’s assistant is the friend of the woman Naira insulted at the restaurant.  “Hi.”

“Nicole”

“It’s nice to meet you Nicole.”

“I’m sorry about what Delia said to you that day at Le’Bistro.”

“No problem, she left with her feelings hurt not me.”

“Still, she was rude and she was only upset because she was hoping her husband would get the head of pediatrics position.” 

“Who was rude?”

Naira
and Nicole turn to see Vincent standing in the doorway of his office.  Nicole looks back at Naira, her eyes wide open in panic. 

Naira
walks toward Vincent holding out the picnic basket she brought with her, “Hey Blue Eyes.  Look I brought you lunch.”  She gently ushers Vincent back into the office and closes the door behind them.

He asks, “So what were you two talking about?”

“Nothing much, we realized we saw each other at a restaurant the other day.”

“And who was rude?”

“Like a dog with a bone aren’t ya?”

Vincent leans on his desk and crosses his arms staring at
Naira, “You know, a few days ago one of the doctors made a comment about me needing to keep my girlfriend in line.  I ignored it because I didn’t know what he was talking about.”

“Fine”,
Naira sighs, “The Sunday after the banquet my best friend Leah and I were having lunch when a woman at the table next to us commented that she didn’t understand you being with me because I’m so plump.”

Vincent frowns, “And you said?”

Naira shrugs, “I told her I was using you for sex and implied that she married for money.”

Vincent slowly smiles then begins to laugh, “It sounds like she got what she deserved.  I’ll tell her hus
band to advise her to watch who she insults.” 

Naira
says, “It’s fine, people like her are usually insecure.  I see her ignorance for what it is.”

“I know you do B
eautiful, but she was disrespectful to you and
that
I won’t allow.” 

Vincent pulls
Naira close kissing her.  He slips his tongue into her month, at the same time he takes the picnic basket from her and puts it on his desk.  The kiss instantly goes from zero to sixty.  Grabbing her ass with both hands he squeezes and she squeaks.  The phone intercom beeps, “Dr. Cahill?”

“Yes Nicole.”

“If it’s okay with you I’m going to take lunch early today.”

Naira
leans into Vincent’s shoulder to muffle her laughter.

“Yes that’s fine.  Enjoy your lunch.”

“You too.”

Nicole’s comment makes Vincent join
Naira who is now laughing harder.  Leaning back to look at her, he realizes she’s still wearing her trench coat. 

He says
, “Let me help you with this”, while reaching for the belt to her coat. 

Before he can open untie it Naira says, “We need to talk.”

Seeing the staid look on her face Vincent leads her over to a sofa to sit down.  “Does this have something to do with why you’ve been ducking me for all week
?”

“Yes.
  I didn’t lie, I have been working on my spring line but I also felt uncomfortable after our last date, specifically after we had sex.  I squirt.”

Vincent recognizes Naira is perfectly serious about her comment.  He prompts her to slide from the sofa to his lap.  “Beautiful, thank
you for sharing this concern with me, I appreciate your honesty.  I know you may be uncomfortable with this but know that I find your squirting incredibly sexy because I find you sexy.”

Naira’s smile is brighter
then the sun shining on them through the window and the reddish blush of her skin ensnares Vincent.   He asks, “Anything else?”

“
I’m not really submissive.  I enjoy going to the club and I show the Doms respect but there aren’t any that I will submit to.  I’ve tried but other than the demonstrations I help Dante with it’s not really a lifestyle for me.”

Vincent studies Naira noticing she won’t quite look him in the eyes, “
Thank you for telling me that.  It is something we can explore later.  I’m not a twenty-four seven Dom so other than some occasions in the bedroom that won’t be an issue.”

He helps Naira stand and pulls the tie on her coat, “Now that we’ve got
ten that settled why don’t you take off your coat, stay awhile.” 

As he pushes her coat open his eyes glide across
Naira’s body like a slow caress.  His dick swells from partially aroused to granite at the vision of her buxom frame in a dark blue lace bra and matching boyshorts.   Vincent takes special interest in the star of life nipple shields displayed on her breasts.  He licks his thumb and draws small circles across the tip of Naira’s nipples. 

Vincent
traces the symbol of his profession, “These are beautiful.” 

“I
have all kinds that I wear regularly but I bought these just because I thought you would like them.” 

“You were right”. 

Vincent picks Naira up and sets her on his desk.  He kisses her on the lips then licks her right nipple.  He lightly bites it while sliding his hand down her plump mound, causing  Naira to clench her thighs shut.  Vincent lifts her chin forcing her to look at him.  “I know this is a hard limit for you but can you trust me enough to believe that I won’t enter you with my fingers until you let me know it’s okay.”  Naira nods her head and Vincent says, “No Beautiful, you must speak.”

Naira replies, “Yes Sir
,” feeling proud when Vincent smiles.

He slips his
hand in-between her thigh to cup her crotch and is almost floored by his discovery.  He groans, “Damn” when he feels flesh instead of lace then pushes her thighs open and looks down at the opening in her underwear.  Vincent looks in her eyes, “You’re driving around with all my merchandise exposed.”