My Deepest Desire (Hidden Desires) (6 page)

Laying her down on the bed, Zander decides to change
Naira into the tank top and shorts lying on the bed.  Before he can pull her dress up Naira says, “Cheeky.”

Confused Zander says, “Yes, you are cheeky.”

Naira yawns, “No, feed Cheeky.  Please?”

Zander is still trying to figure out what she’s talking about
when a ball of fur jumps up on the bed and rubs herself against Naira’s hand.  Naira mumbles Cheeky and Zander understands.  He picks the cat up and takes her into the kitchen.  It takes him a little while to find the cat food but he feeds Cheeky and goes back to Naira.

He takes her dress off and she sleepily lifts her arms to help him put on her shirt.  Before Zander can help her with the shorts the central air turns on and
Naira crawls under the covers pulling them up to her neck.  Zander smiles as she does a little shimmy under the covers then tosses her bra out.  He strips to his boxers before climbing into the bed next to her.  She snuggles into his body lying against his chest.  Within a few minutes he hears her soft snore again.

Naira
feels toasty warm and well rested.  She’s not really sure why her face hurts but she’s so comfortable that she doesn’t care.  When she realizes her pillow is breathing her eyes fly open.  Naira sees Zander lying there and remembers everything that happened the previous night.  What sticks out the most, though it’s somewhat hazy, is Zander taking care of her.  He had awakened her to give her some pain medication when she started tossing and turning during the night.  He also saw a little jar of herbal remedy pain cream on her dresser that he rubbed on her bruise.  The sight of him lying there gives Naira an idea.  She smirks before sliding onto him.

Zander feels a light brush against his lips, chest and stomach.  He thinks he’s dreaming until he feels a tongue lick from the bottom of his
balls to the tip of his dick causing all his blood to rush downward swelling it painfully.  He opens his eyes to the sight of Naira swirling her tongue around his crown then slowly French kissing it.  She looks up into now dark green eyes, “I was starting to wonder whether you would wake up.”

“I’m up, so what are you going to do now that you’ve got my attention?”

“Well, I contemplated giving you a blow job but I don’t think my jaw is up to it.  You’re thicker than I thought you’d be.”

“That’s a shame.  I wouldn’t want to cause you pain so I guess we have to improvise.”

Naira stands up in the bed watching Zander’s face to gage his reaction to her body.  The smoky way he studies her gives her the confidence to pull her shirt up.  Before she can get it off her head and arms she feels the bed move and Zander kisses her.  The feel of his lips and tongue on hers without being able to see him is more erotic than Naira will ever admit.  They are both panting by the time he breaks the kiss.  He pulls the shirt off her head, wraps it around her wrists binding them together and hooks her shirt onto one of the inlays of the canopy frame.  Naira tries to tug her arms down but Zander kisses her again.

Kissing
her nose he says, “Can you trust me?”

Naira
shakes her head yes.  Zander steps back a little so he can study her body.  He starts at her feet taking in her sparkly red toe nails, her toned calves, thick thighs and red boyshorts outlining her plump mound.  He slips his fingers into the sides of her boyshorts pulling them off her.  He likes the way she is groomed with the hair on her mound trimmed short, and her fleshy lips shaved bare.  He continues up to her slightly round lower belly then to her ample breasts paying particular attention to the red star shaped nipple shields pressed against her areola.

Zander traces the embellishment with his finger, “These are beautiful.”

Naira begins to say thank you but gasps as he squeezes one stiff nipple.  He gently bites her producing a whimper.  Zander lifts his head giving her a devilish smile, “I wonder how many sounds I can get you to make.”

Naira
shakes her head, “No. That wouldn’t be fun.”

Zander sucks her nipple into his mouth;
Naira shivers, her body arches pushing against his lips.  She moans as he continues kissing up her chest and neck, tugs on her earlobe with his teeth.  He fists his hand in her hair and pulls it, causing her keen, her pussy wet with her arousal.  Zander leans back to rub two fingers over Naira’s slick lips.  Alarmed Naira pleads, “Please don’t.”

Seeing the fear in her eyes
, Zander says, “Shh sexy, it’s okay but we will talk about this later.  Are you okay with me using my mouth?”

Zander can’t help but laugh when Naira answers with an enthusiastic, “Absolutely!”

He asks, “Do you want to me to fuck you?” 

Naira nods her head yes, when Zander just stares at her she replies, “Yes sir.”

“Do not come, if you do I won’t fuck you.”  Zander kneels on the bed prompting her to widen her stance.  He grabs her ass cheeks and drives his tongue into her.  Naira wails, Zander looks up at her, “Not a sound unless it’s to ask a question or say your safe words.  What are your safe words?”

Naira blinks her eyes trying to clear her head so she can respond, “Yellow to pause and red to stop.”

Zander licks his tongue through her pussy lips.  He sucks the flesh into his mouth before plunging his tongue back inside her.  Naira squeaks and Zander slaps her pussy, the sting heightening her pleasure and reminding her to keep quiet.  He lightly suckles her clit. Gradually increasing the suction he taps her ass to match the pressure.  When Naira is just about to say fuck it and let go Zander stops and stands.  Naira opens her mouth the words,
What the hell,
on the tip of her tongue.  Zander’s eyebrow raises and she closes her mouth.  He unties her telling her to lie down and hold on to the top of the mattress.  He steps off the bed to get something out of his wallet, Naira watches as he drops his boxer briefs.  She admires the size of his dick as he climbs on the bed.  She notices that although Vincent is a bit longer, Zander is thicker. The thought of taking both men at the same time makes her squirm.

Zander opens the gold square and rolls on the condom before placing his thick head at her opening.  He kisses Naira as he steadily slides into her snug dripping pussy.  When he feels her sticky juice on his dick he says, “Come whenever you want.”

Naira feels stuffed. Zander’s girth is consumes all the space in her cunt.  Her body is blazing and she’s so closing to coming she can feel it in her toe nails.  Zander slowly pulls out then slams back into her.  Naira screams as every nerve in her body explodes, her body locking down on Zander.  He thrusts in and out of her, the tight spasms of her body causing a spark at the bottom of his cock that bursts ripping through his body.  The last thing Naira thinks before she passes out is,
Damn the bed is soaked
.

****

Naira slowly awakens to the smell of coffee and bacon.  She remembers going to sleep in Zander's arms but she no longer feels him in front of her.  Instead there is a body against her back, the arm over her waist clutching her against a solid chest. She wonders if there is a body against her back, then who the heck is in her kitchen.  Naira opens her eyes the grumble of her stomach confirming that she wasn’t dreaming the scent of food.  As she tries to think of a way to roll over stealthily Vincent says, "Good morning Beautiful.”

Naira
turns her head to look into his eyes, “Good morning Blue Eyes.  What are you doing in my bed?”

Vincent smirks, “I called Zander to
check on you when I got off my shift. He told me to come over so you’re not alone when he leaves for work.”

“Overprotective much?”

“When it comes to you? Yes.”

Naira
turns back around attempting to get out the bed, distracting herself from the caring she sees in his eyes.  Vincent’s thick arm holds her in place as she struggles to get up.  When his arm doesn’t move Naira turns her head to look at him again.  The moment she looks in his eyes Vincent’s lips slam down on hers.  Not breaking the kiss, he rolls Naira to her back.  When she whimpers Vincent lifts his head, “I’m sorry baby.”

He gently kisses her bruise thinking he hurt her, “I just need to know you’re okay.”

Naira slides her hand into his hair and asks, “Then why did you stop?”

Vincent kisses her long and hard. 
As he slides on top of her Naira becomes conscious of the fact that they are both naked.  She slides her right leg up to his hip and hooks her foot over his thigh.  The feel of her moist lips clasping his massive staff is too much for him. His mushroom shaped crown is perched upon her clit.  He growls, “I have to take you baby and it’s not going to be gentle.”

Naira
reaches in her end table then hands Vincent a package.  Seconds later he fits his plump head to her opening, her position allowing him to slip deep into her.  Shivering in pleasure Naira says, “Take me however you need to”. 

Vincent
drives himself deep into her, Naira’s back arches from the bite of pain mixed with tremendous bliss. He swallows her soundless scream as he drives into her again and again.  She wraps her other leg around his waist lifting her hips into each thrust.  Electric bolts shoot through her body causing Naira’s muscles to tighten.  Her inner walls contract strengthening Vincent’s feverish lunges. He hits Naira’s deepest spot holding himself there when she screams, her already tight canal squeezing until Vincent roars shooting his essence deep inside her.

After they finish gasping for air
, Naira looks at Vincent with a huge smile, “Feel better now?”

Still inside her Vincent kisses her on the lips then her bruise, “Yes, what about you?”

“Right as rain.”

Zander walks in, “Okay you two it’s time for breakfast.”

Vincent pulls out of Naira rolling onto his back.  “Morning Z.”

“Good morning V.”  Zander helps
Naira out of bed.  He kisses her breathless, “Good morning baby.”

“Good morning GQ. 
Did you feed my cat?”

“Yes the princess has been feed.”

Naira smiles, “Thank you, I’m gonna to take a quick shower before I come eat.”

Zander gives her a quick peck, “You’ve got ten minutes.”

Naira showers, pulls on a pair of boyshorts and a tank top then walks into the kitchen.  Vincent and Zander are sitting at the kitchen nook eating while watching cartoons.  There is a third plate covered waiting for her.  As she sits Naira says, “I see you’ve made yourselves at home.”

One of Zanders eyebrows goes up, “Is that a problem.”

Naira shrugs her shoulders, “Only time will tell.  Thank you for taking care of me last night.  Vincent thanks for patching me up.”

Zander replies, “You’re welcome.

Vincent says, “Just don’t make it a habit.”

Naira
takes the cover off her plate, “I won’t make any promises.”  She looks at the dish of eggs, bacon and toast. “Thanks for breakfast.”

Zander replies, “It’s not fancy but it’s edible.”

Naira gets up to take a knife out of the block on the island.  She sits down and picks up a peach from a bowl on the table.  After cutting up the peach she lays a few slices in all of their plates, “Now it’s fancy.”

Zander smiles as
Naira begins to eat.  He waits for her to take a few bites before saying, “You have a beautiful house.”

Naira
looks at him suspiciously, “Thank you.”

“Four bedrooms, three bathrooms, living room,
den and dining area. You also have an office, patio, two terraces, a game room and a pool.”

“You’ve been busy this morning, but you
left out the gym and basketball court.”

Both Zander’s eyebrows go up.

Vincent looks at her with enthusiasm, “Really!  I love to play basketball.”

Naira
doesn’t say anything she just continues to eat.

Zander continues, “So?”

With annoyance in her voice Naira asks, “So what?”

Sensing the change in atmosphere Vincent responds, “I think what my nosy brother is trying to say is
, you have a lavish home.”

Naira
shrugs her shoulders, “I do.”

Not ready to let it go Zander asks, “How much is it worth?”

Naira sighs in aggravation, “Are you looking to buy it?  If not, why the hell do you need to know how much it costs?  This is the reason I don’t let people in my house.  Why are you always asking so many questions?  I understand wanting to get to know someone but your questions are really invasive.”

Zander places his hand over one of hers, “I’m sorry, occupational habit.  V and I intend to buy a house once we can take some time off from work.  Any help you can give us would be appreciated. Your house is amazing. 
It looks as though it may be little out of our price range though.”

She takes a deep breathe releasing her tension, “
I’m sorry too, trust is sometimes very difficult for me to give.  Honestly, we probably would not have made it this far if you guys didn’t know Dante.  I got a good price for the house.  I can introduce you to my realtor when you guys are ready to shop.”

Zander opens his mouth to ask another question but Vincent looks at him
and quickly shakes his head no.  Instead, Vincent says, “That would be great.  I usually look online, that’s where I found the apartment we’re in now.  We just wanted something fast and convenient.”

Naira
shakes her head, “I had just graduated from San Diego Tech when I saw the for sale sign.  I was lucky that the seller was moving to Hollywood and wanted to close quickly.  I had a full scholarship to SDT which gave me a chance to save half the money my parents left me when they passed away and I invested the other half.

Naira
walks into the kitchen to wash the dishes and sees Vincent and Zander look at each other.  Turning on the sink she says, “I prefer people to ask questions straight out rather than them beat around the bush.”

Vincent asks, “What happened to your parents?”

“Car accident.”

Zander and Vincent look at her but
Naira continues washing the dishes.  Out the corner of her eye she sees them watching her. She looks up at them.  “Please understand, I don’t like to feel like I’m being taken advantage of and I cherish trust, honest and loyalty above everything else.”