All Chapters of Forbidden Desires: A Tale of Love and Temptation : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

We finish the funnel cake and make our way over to the ride and after a few moments, we slide into one of the cars. It’s fully dark now and the whole ride is lit up with turquoise, purple, and pink lights. I sit next to him and drape my legs over his knees, not wanting to alert the guy controlling the ride that I plan to climb into his lap.“You going to climb on my dick and ride me?” Theo whispers in my ear and a delicious shiver runs through me. I look up and around as we start moving and I shake my head. “I don’t know how sturdy this ride is for me to bounce up and down on you.” I giggle as we make our way a fourth of the way to the top.He pulls me into his lap so that my back is resting against his chest and lifts my dress to my waist. He pushes my hair to one side and presses his lips to my neck as he wraps an arm around me and drags his fingertips down my stomach. He glides his fingers over my panties, stroking me gently and I let out a sigh.“I would put my tongue here if ther

“Of course, I’m yours, who else’s would I be?” He stands up and suddenly I’m very confused, and still horny for that matter. “Wait,” I whisper. “You didn’t finish.” I’m wound up and so close to the end that even the faintest brush against my pussy will send me over the edge. He looks back at me and I take the moment to run my fingers through my wet slit as a way to entice him.It seems to work because he moves back to settle between my legs. “I can’t touch you.” He pushes a digit through my folds and I shudder against it. “I can’t claim you. Can’t let anyone know that you’re fucking mine and it pisses me off.” He leans back down and brushes his lips across my pussy and his facial hair tickles the sensitive flesh. “I’m going to have to watch men hit on you with the taste of your cunt on my tongue and I can’t do a fucking thing about it.”“No one is going to hit on me.” I bite my bottom lip, wondering where this sudden bit of insecurity is coming from. I thought he was just being posses

I turn around before we get to our kids and I’m grateful there isn’t anyone close enough to hear us. “I don’t know. Can you go five seconds without being a narcissist?” I don’t wait for her response before I keep moving towards Raegan and Lucas and yet they can both sense it as soon as I reach them.“Ah, it feels like old times.” Lucas chuckles as he takes in my annoyed expression.“Your mom says we should take pictures,” I say, ignoring my son’s usual comedic response to our arguing.“Yes, the four of us hardly have any!” She says as she links her arm with Raegan and pulls her towards the corner where they were previously taking pictures.“Correct me if I’m wrong,” Lucas points towards them as they walk away, “but aren’t you not supposed to wear white to any wedding-like functions unless you’re the bride?”Avery’s lips form a straight line and Camille lets out a sigh before turning to Avery. “I would never.”“I know.” Avery nods and our eyes meet briefly before I look away.I hate th

I make it back to the party and it seems like nothing is out of the ordinary. It’s nearing midnight so the festivities are winding down but people are sitting around talking and a few people feeling their drinks are still on the dance floor. I am grateful that I don’t see Avery’s parents so that’s two less people I have to deal with right now. I don’t see Raegan or Lucas either for that matter, so I’m sure they are somewhere together. I go out onto the patio where I see Bryan and Wes each holding a drink while my brother smokes a cigar. I make my way over to them and Bryan gives me a look.“You got caught?”“Lucas came down and...he’s with Rae,” Wes adds as he gives me a sad look that isn’t judgmental or with any hint of I told you this would happen.“I’m sorry this happened tonight. We were trying to wait until after the wedding to tell anyone,” I tell him because I’m sure this is not what Wes wants to be dealing with on the night of their engagement party.“Clearly, you weren’t tryi

I should have known Rory coming down to help me move wouldn’t come without a hundred questions and tequila shots.“I still can’t believe I didn’t realize it. Like...it was a shame that nobody had hooked up with Daddy Graham after all this time. What is the actual point of having a friend with a hot dad?” She sucks the lime into her mouth. We’d spent the last two days moving and had actually put a decent dent in my apartment. I have a couch, my bed is set up, and I have WiFi so everything else can wait as far as I’m concerned. My mom left about an hour ago after neurotically organizing my kitchen, and we’d opened a bottle of wine and then switched to tequila right after.I’m lying flat on my back on my couch with my eyes closed, with an eye mask resting beneath my eyes in hopes it will get rid of the dark circles brought on by staying up all night packing and crying all week. “How pissed is he?”Rory, who’s sitting on the floor in front of me, takes a bite of the sausage pizza we order