Wrongful desires, p.5
Wrongful Desires, page 5
"Started an online degree in art, worked at a dull cafe and then met Damien who offered me a job-"
"That she excels at," Damien finished Joy's sentence and sent her a smirk as she shuffled back into her chair. Becca caught onto the tension and nodded, trying to hide her smile, "Well as we are both going to Cyprus, is there any chance we are staying close by?" Becca questioned as she stood up. "We are staying in the cabins of Locona Lagoon," Damien answered, Becca, paused and nodded. "Fancy, that must be expensive," she shot a wink at Joy, "We are staying at the Flora Hotel, it's not far so we have to meet up on a double date?" Becca commented as she walked off to join her boyfriend, an embarrassed look fell over Joy as she shouted after her,
"Boss, not partner!"Joy defended, Becca turned and round and blew a kiss as she wiggled her hips towards the kind, blonde man, catching a glimpse of Lucas and Neil who were getting coffee.
Joy sank back in her chair, she turned her flushed face away from Damien who started to laugh. Joy span her head round towards Damien who held his hand up to his face, trying over his laughter, "What is so funny?" she asked.
"You," he responded, adjusting his posture. Joy sent him a glare, he licked his teeth in response and sniggered. Joy's eyes fell on a silver ball that glistened on his tongue, her intense look was clear to Damien,
"I got it as a young boy, I was drunk," he stated, tugging it lightly with his teeth. Joy nodded and gave a small giggle in return, Damien lowered his gaze to her eyes and smirked back. "What is so funny?" he retorted, leaning into the side of his chair. Joy pulled her hair behind her ears and chewed her lip, "Imagining you drunk," she confessed, her stare falling into her lap. Before Damien had the chance to reply, Neil and Lucas returned with coffee and tea as well as hot chocolate for Joy and Harry.
"Got to get going to the gate guys," Lucas passed Damien and Joy their drinks, Joy took Harry's and passed it to Harry once she took off his headphones. He seemed irritated at first but the smell of warm chocolate soon quietened him, they got in line to board which moved fast and before they knew it they were in their seats. Damien, Joy and Harry shared a row again and Lucas and Neil sat in front of them.
Joy had never been in business class before and admired the sophistication - she put Harry's seat belt on and he quickly returned his attention to his iPad. Joy sunk into her seat as Damien took out his laptop to complete some work, even though it was five in the morning, he was wide awake. He sipped at his drink and turned his attention to Joy who scrolled through her phone and yawned,
"Get some sleep, it's a long flight," he said kindly, Joy nodded and snuggled up in her seat and soon drifted off. Her head fell towards Harry who began to doze off, Damien looked up from his work and smiled, he carefully took Harry's iPad and placed it in the seat pocket. Joy felt his touch and shifted her position to lean on his shoulder, he tensed in surprise but soon relaxed. He had no intention to move her or wake her up, so he left her to sleep against his body in peace.
~ Damien ~
She is eighteen, stop.
Paper Thin Walls
~ Joy ~
I started to awake as we descended to the ground, something warm that I lay my head on grunted. I shot my eyes open and bounced back to see I was nestled up to Damien, my face flushed scarlet as I saw the corners of his mouth lift.
"Sleep well?" He commented, his head still turned towards his laptop as he closed it and placed it next to him to push up his table. I bit my lip, "Did I..." I trailed off hoping he would take the hint about where I was going with my fumbling words. He chuckled, and directed his eyes towards me, "Hm you did," he smirked leaning back in his chair as we touched the ground. Harry jerked awake and immediately turned towards the window in awe of the palm trees and pastel cobalt blue sky, I leaned towards Harry to gaze upon the view as the plane parked.
The captain announced our arrival as I staggered up from my seat, my legs numb from the long journey. Harry stumbled out of his seat and reached for my hand which I accepted, Damien pulled our backpacks out from our overhead locker and handed us our own. He sniggered at me as I retrieved mine, my embarrassed blush swam onto my face once again as I remember him as my sleeping pillow. We made our way to the exit, the air hostess was sending everyone off with a goodbye and a sickly sweet smile.
When her eyes fell on Damien, she pushed out her chest and tucked her hair behind her ear, I don't think he noticed her as he seemed unfazed and carried on walking. I smirked, she sent me daggers however she covered it up with a fake smile plastered on her lips. I helped Harry off the plane as we walked down to passport control, Harry was dragging his feet and seemed irritated so I bent down to pick him up. He was still really sleepy and he nestled his little face in my neck as he passed out, I felt a hand on my back as I propped Harry's small yet dense body up.
"Do you want me to carry him?" asked Lucas, he seemed well-rested like Damien and shot me a caring smile. Neil pulled up behind him, scrolling on his phone, "No, it's fine, let's go find Damien," I responded. They nodded and we followed our fellow passengers to a long line, Damien crept up behind us and started making conversation with Lucas and Neil - apparently, he had been to the toilet and lost us and scolded them for not messaging him back. He didn't tell me off though, which I was surprised but I think as I was using both arms to carry his son he didn't seem mad.
We moved up in the line, as Harry fell into a deeper slumber, "I can take him, I know he is heavy," Damien crept up next to me with a warm smile.
I shook my head in response, "I don't want to wake him plus, I am the nanny," I let out a small giggle to which he winked at me. I tensed at his cheeky reply, I gazed up to him - he was looking forward, playing with his tongue stud. We got through passport control and then a valet pulled up our hire car, which was unusual, Neil had gone to get the luggage and the men loaded it in the car whilst I put the sleeping Harry in his hired car seat. I nudged up next to him and pulled his hair out from his eyes, he was the cutest kid I had ever seen.
Neil sat next to me again, however, his well-rested persona turned out to be false as he leant against the door to take a nap. Lucas and Damien hopped in the front seats, with Damien driving again, I watched his strong hands grip the wheel and change gears with ease. His tattooed arms made his muscles appear more visible, as he swerved into the road, however, he caught me staring as he looked in the mirror and raised his eyebrows at me. I gulped and turned my stare down to my feet which stayed there for the remainder of the drive, I stayed awake surprisingly as Lucas and Damien talked through a meeting plan.
After an hour, we pulled up to this alcove of a beach, the sand sparkled in the sunlight and invited the waves to cool it. Two large beach cabins were at the end of the driveway, they were raised with decks and decorated with driftwood and shells. A pool sat between them, it was so welcoming as the water lapped in the breeze. Pruned trees and hedges, with flowers, hugged the gates leading up to the cabins, it was like a glimpse of a world just out of my touch as I felt I didn't belong here...
We pulled up into the parking spot, as the gates closed behind us. Damien was the first to get out as he then opened the door on Harry's side. Harry was still asleep and he kissed the top of his head delicately, before messing up his hair which awoke him from his slumber. I held his hand, as I knew from experience he wasn't always the happiest to be awoken. He seemed happy though as he realised where we were, and gazed in awe at the waves that were crawling gently to the shore.
"Dad! Look at the pretty sea," he pointed out, his little hand reaching to grasp its dormant waves. Damien chuckled, his gaze met mine and I smiled in return, "It's so pretty isn't it," I cooed. Harry turned his head to me and nodded, Damien unbuckled him and lifted him into his arms. I used this opportunity to crawl out grabbing my and Harry's backpack. I closed the car door firmly behind me and looked up to see a father and son enjoying a memory that will stay in my mind forever. I couldn't help but smile, Damien turned to me and placed Harry on the ground.
"Right, Lucas, Neil and I are having a meeting at the pool with one of our clients. It's quite casual, and it's more of a catch-up. Could you kindly take Harry to his room and you guys can meet us by the pool and swim? You can arrange your rooms later, enjoy the sun whilst it's at its full beauty. Your room is number three Joy, Harry's is number one and we are in that cabin there," Damien signalled to the cabin in front of us, whilst Lucas and Neil made their way to the opposite one.
I took my keys from Damien, our hands touching in the process which, unlike Max, a weird buzzing feeling occurred in me. I tensed up but shrugged it off and went with Harry to go change, I strolled into his room - it was bright with baby blue accents with a small single bed and a box of dinosaur toys. He obviously paid good money to personalise the already pricey vacation however he did seem to have a lot of it, I thought to myself as I dug through Harry's suitcase Neil had dropped off in his room. I got him changed into his trunks and told him to wait until I came back to take him to the pool, he seemed very entertained playing with his dinosaurs so I wasn't too concerned.
I wandered down to my room, passing another room that I believed belonged to Damien and mine was right next to his. I pushed the door open which let out a small creek - the sight was just gorgeous. A double bed was positioned in the middle with soft lavender sheets, a window stood on either side with transparent silk curtains. A chest of drawers was at the end of the bed with, on top was a basket full of my favourite teas and some orange chocolates. My mouth drooled but I pulled myself away as I knew Harry wouldn't be distracted for long, I opened up my suitcase and found my white bikini.
It was small and made my toned waist appear slimmer, my lack of breast was obvious but the small skimpy bikini top plumped them up a bit. Now, my ass had some shape and what I call wobble, the bikini had three band straps that clung to be either side as it tightened around my figure and hips. I let down my long locks, and let them fall down my back as I grabbed two towels from the high stack in my ensuite.
I made my way to Harry's room, he was still occupied with the dinosaurs,
"Harry let's get in that pool," He jumped up and grabbed my hand, I had to jog to keep up with his face as he sprinted out the door. We got to the pool gate, I saw Damien with the guys and his clients. They all wore swimming trunks, however, I only noticed Damien - this is the most of his body that I had ever seen and I was enjoying the view. His chest was covered with tattoos, this time with animals and pieces of writing which I couldn't read.
He wore blue trunks that fit well to his shape, his legs were only partially tattooed as the ink was more scattered so some natural flesh was visible. His thumb rested on his lip as he bent over, elbows on his knees - clearly in deep conversation. I wandered over to the pool and helped Harry put his armbands on that Neil had left by the entrance. My eyes kept glancing over to Damien, and I was surprised to see a stud go through his left nipple - I wonder what drunk story that was. His eyes finally raised and they did not meet mine, but instead fell to my body - he looked a bit distracted as the clients kept asking for his attention and he simply replied he was jet-lagged.
I felt bad because he had no sleep since 2 am, Harry squealed with delight which turned the heads of Neil and Lucas, they smiled at me - Lucas had a cheeky grin on and his stare lingered longer. I sat at the edge of the pool as Harry dipped his toes in as he wasn't sure about going in yet. I had a lot of patience so I just let him paddle, he seemed to enjoy the water and so did I. It soothed my sore feet from the most exercise I had done in years, I laughed at myself and looked up to find Damien's eyes hot on my milky skin.
~ Damien ~
I couldn't concentrate on what my clients were saying, my eyes kept finding their way to Joy and her body. Her body was exquisite, yet my thoughts about her were nothing but dirty - I reminded myself from the day I set eyes on her that she is eighteen and a fourteen year age gap was creepy. Yet, she was all I could think about - her kind nature and mature figure that not going to lie, was a desire I had to fulfil going to a hot climate. I bit my tongue as I felt a pressing issue start to grow in my trunks…
~ Narrator ~
Time passed and Damiens clients left, not before admiring Joy as they passed - Lucas and Neil went to head to the ocean to surf leaving Damien with the angelic Joy and his son. Joy stood behind Harry holding his hands to encourage him to take further steps into the pool.
"Joy I am scared, what if there are sharks," Harry whined, Joy, smiled in response, "Honey I promise you, there isn't. The shark man made sure there wasn't any before we came-" she was cut off by a loud splash as Damien charged into the pool, he emerged from the water - his wet features was a sight to enchant any women. He swam towards them and wrapped his arms around Harry, and plunged him into the water. Harry screamed but ended up giggling as he swam around with his dad. Damien glanced up at Joy, as she sunk into the pool - he raised his body up as he stood in the shallow end as Harry splashed around in the pool. Joy stared at Damien's chest, a few words stuck out to her as she narrowed her eyes, shut your mouth and take it like a slut.
After the warm swim and unpacking, they all had a dinner of fresh seafood and fruits native to the island prepared by private chefs. Joy excused herself and tucked Harry to bed before stumbling off to her room, she changed and flopped into bed and felt a hot fluster wash over her as in between her legs her panties got wet. She suppressed it by reading, but her pussy ached to be touched as she started to play with herself.
This time she imagined a man, she imagined Damien and his hot muscly body exiting the pool, her hand sped up on her throbbing clit. She imagined the way he flicked his tongue between his teeth with his tongue study and soft moans escaped her mouth, as she mumbled his name and came all over her hand, arching her back to ride out her orgasm. She let herself go as she snuggled into the bed, the windows open to let in a warm breeze that soothed her to sleep.
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The next morning, she awoke thirsty and staggered out to the kitchen in just her baggy long t-shirt and panties. She turned on the steel tap that let a gush of cold water out that her cup welcomed, she drank it all before filling up another glass and another.
"Thirsty?" she spun round to see a shirtless Damien in just some tracksuit bottoms - fuck. She nodded before going back to her drink, Damien's eyes molested her skin as he stood in front of her to pour himself a coffee. He turned on his heel and leant his back against the counter, his legs crossed and an arm pressed firmly on the surface causing his muscles to tense. He swirled around his coffee to cool it, as Joy placed her glass next to the sink.
"So," he began with a smirk creeping onto his face, "had fun last night?"
Dreamy Waves
~ Joy ~
I scrunched up my face in confusion as I leaned up against the counter, Damien sipped his coffee with his dark eyes locked on me. He placed his mug beside him, not lifting his gaze and his smirk grew,
"Hm?" He prompted, my mind whizzed to find an answer however its search was helpless and I chewed my lip in response. "I went straight to bed..." I replied, narrowing my eyes at him hoping he would explain his comment. Instead, he leaned further back into the counter, his jaw tensed as he restrained the smirk to spread wider on his face, "I know you did." His voice was deep and playful, however, his eyes moved down to my thighs as he placed his tongue to the corner of his mouth. I suddenly realised, and I could have just curled up and died right there - my mortified face was clear as a strawberry hue blanketed me. I prayed that I was making a mistake, but when I glared up Damien just deepened his snigger.
I placed my hands over my face, I was so embarrassed that my responsive pleasures got the better of me. Footsteps moved towards me and hands were laid over mine, I felt a shadow consume me as my hands were removed by Damien. This time, his smile was warm and caring as he coached my fists down towards my waist slowly. I hadn't realised how close we were and I gulped in response, his brown eyes glistened in the sunlight from the window behind me and revealed a couple of fragments of gold in each which I couldn't stop falling into. His strong, rough hands were clasped around mine as he gazed down from his towering height - a small smirk returned,
"So," he winked, suddenly moving a tensed arm to lean on the cabinet above me, trapping me by his intimidating yet enchanting presence. I inhaled sharply and started to bite my lip, my free hand started to fiddle with the end of my shirt, "Any reason why you were thinking about me?" My face dropped at his words and in all honesty, I had no idea. Yes, I have found men attractive before but I never associated them with my private touch - Damien was the first. I didn't know how to respond, my mouth was just gawked open so I decided to play dumb.
"Um I don't know what you are talking about, I was watching a.. movie," I stuttered, he nodded in response and bit his bottom lip in reply. "What movie?"
"Um, I can't remember it was late."
"Oh, just because if you enjoyed it that much - it must be a good watch."
"Vampire Diaries, yeh I was rooting for Damon not um your name." He smirked deeply in reply,
"One problem with that," I looked at him puzzled as he leaned into my ear,
"That's not a movie Joy," I shivered at his hot breath on my skin as he moved away with ease and grasped his coffee mug. His playful smile hadn't left his face as he shot me a glare, however, a sleepy Harry was emerging in the room rubbing his eyes.
"Joyyyy," he whined, I walked over concerned and picked him up as he snuggled into my neck. "Yes poppet," I cooed as I patted his back, Damien crept up behind me and moved Harry's hair away from his face. "I am hungry, my tummy hurts..." he whispered, I let out a sigh of relief and cuddled him in response.
"Well we are having pancakes, how about you guys watch some TV and I will call you up when it's done hm?" Damien spoke softly, however his authoritative tone was to be heard as well. I turned to see him take out a bowl from the cupboard above and give me a kind smile, laced with playfulness. "We can go get dressed whilst your Dad cooks," Harry pulled his head from my neck and started to play with my messy locks,
