Forbidden Desires

Lily walked into the house, her footsteps echoing through the darkness. She fumbled with the light switch, sending a soft golden glow through the hallway. A tired sigh escaped her lips as she dropped her purse and keys on the side table. Slender fingers caught the stethoscope and tugged it from around her neck, letting it also drop on the table. She felt so drained, mentally, emotionally, physically yet the desire to sooth and heal was never abated; it was just as much a part of her as living and breathing. She took a deep breath, dragging the comforting smells of her home into her lungs. Finally, she would have the next four days to relax and recover. A smile graced full pink lips at the thought and she kicked off her shoes. Leaving them lay, she shrugged off the white doctor coat and hung it up on the coat rack.

Starting with her scrub top, she removed every stitch of clothing, revealing a creamy voluptuous body. A pair of diamonds and a silver anklet with a sapphire heart were her only adornment and she strolled into the kitchen, relishing the feel of the air moving over her naked skin. Reaching up, she tugged the scrunchie from her hair, letting the long brown tresses fall in a curly, fragrant mass to her shoulders. She pulled a crystal pitcher of lemon water from the fridge and poured a tall glass. Taking a sip, she shivered delicately, feeling the coolness slide down her throat.

The thick plush carpet slid between her toes as she walked to her bedroom. It was huge, a king-sized sleigh bed set in the very center. Tall glass doors led to a stone patio that held a fountain and hammock. It was a gorgeous autumn night so she elected to open the doors, letting the breeze flow gently through the room. She took another deep breath, loving the smell and feel of autumn. As the breeze wafted over her skin, she felt her nipples tighten, causing heat to pool in her belly. Setting the glass down, she walked outside into the darkness. Allowing her eyes to adjust she looked up to the canopy of stars and felt a sense of yearning tug at her soul. It had been so long since she had felt a man's strong touch, felt his warm body cover hers, felt her body explode in ecstasy. An almost desperate whimper escaped her throat as her lithe young body throbbed with unfulfilled desire. Suddenly her skin prickled with awareness and her eyes began searching the yard, looking for any clue that there may be someone watching her.

Indeed there was someone watching her. A man, as large and as sleek as a jungle predator stood in the cover of the trees, watching his unsuspecting prey. She must have sensed his presence for she began looking around like a doe who caught the scent of a lion. She was such a delicate creature, his little kitten. He had been watching her for the better part of three months. He had been utterly enchanted and enthralled the moment he met her, the moment he saw her giving comfort to his nephew. Rather than scream and wail as most infants did when given a shot, Ethan simply looked into her beautiful face and cooed, not even noticing the needle. Her smile, soft touch and soothing voice had him completely under her spell, he even snuggled against her body, resting his cheek against her breast.

He remembered the look of surprise and pleasure on her face, followed by the blush that covered her cheeks when she saw him watching her. When she handed Ethan back to him, her blushed deepened when their fingers touched. He felt the connection like a bolt of lightening and knew he had to have her. Calling on his SpecOps training, he began investigating her, studying her habits, likes and dislikes. Never had he felt this way about a female, he knew she had to be special. He knew almost everything about her; he knew her favorite foods, movies, books, he even knew the ways she satisfied herself. There were nights when he would drive home with a throbbing cock, the image of those slender fingers caressing her nipples and other more tantalizing places burned in his brain. The most important and critical information he knew was that for the next four days, she would be alone; she would be all his.

Now, standing in the dark, watching her naked beauty was driving him nearly mad. Tonight was the night she would belong to him. Slowly, stealthily he began to make his way towards her, his boots not making a sound on the grass, his black clothing blending in perfectly. He reached the edge of the patio, unnoticed. She had relaxed and was once again staring at the stars. He studied her for a moment; strength could be seen in every curve of her luscious body yet he knew he could easily overpower her. He hoped it would not come to that though, once she realized how perfect they were for one another, she would have no reason to fight him. His dark eyes burned with desire, his body aching to conquer hers.

At that moment she chose to turn and walk back into the house. He followed silently, gazing at the sensual lines of her back and fullness of her bottom. The wind blew once more, catching the scent of his cologne and carried it to her nose. He heard her gasp of shock as she turned, her eyes widening at the realization that there was someone in her home. A cry of fear escaped her throat at the sight of the large male clothed in black standing before her. She was quick but he was even quicker; as she made a run for the door, he grabbed her arms and wrestled her down to the carpet. A moan of anguish escaped her throat when she realized she was completely helpless. She fought like a wildcat; writhing and arching beneath him to get away. She managed one quick scratch across his cheek before he caught her wrists and held them above her head. Panting desperately, she continued to wriggle so he simply lay there, allowing her to tire herself out before he explained who he was and why he was there.