DREAMS of FORBIDDEN FLESH (18+)

The melody of the ocean waves was singing a good morning song to me as my skin brushed against my Egyptian cotton bed sheets. The scent of the ocean breeze off the Mexican coast and the essence of hibiscus flowers combined to make my morning perfume and ornamented my breath as I opened my eyes. I stretched in bed and yawned before I was fully up. My feet touched the cold marble tiles as I sat on the edge of my bed to grab my silk robe, hanging just next to my bed. I leaned and grabbed my robe, then stood up to put it on. I walked to the balcony while tying the robe belt that was wrapped around my waist. The first sun rays of dawn dazzled my eyes at first, but getting used to it didn’t take more than seconds. My eyes scanned around to see what was going on this morning, and there he was: a feast for my eyes and an added throb to my heartbeat, Eduardo!

It had been about thirty-seven days since he had been working as my bodyguard. I still didn’t understand why I needed a bodyguard, but I was pleased to have him under my roof. He was not only charming but also very kind and lovely. He made my heart feel like cotton candy dipped in a glass of champagne and melted immediately. It was too hard for me not to bite him. As he was doing his morning workout on the sands of the coast, I made an exception to spare myself a little time that morning to enjoy the peep show. A white tank top perfectly wrapped around his mildly tanned smooth skin, revealing his muscular arms with thick veins… You could even see the structure of his abs through his top. He caught my eye as he was doing his push-ups and raised one of his hands to greet me. I responded with a gentle smile, but I couldn’t help my heartbeat pounding. I could feel my cheeks burning; maybe they turned red. My palms got all sweaty, and my fingertips got ice cold. My knees were trembling… It had been almost forty days since he had begun working as my bodyguard, although I needed to be guarded from him.

I used my sea slide that was built on my balcony to go down. I still was wearing my nightgown instead of changing into a swimsuit. That was so not me; I was never that reckless, but the urgent need to get cooled made me do unusual things, and that would only be one of many that morning. I knew Eduardo turned his head when I splashed the water by the shallow end of the shore. I saw him coming toward me with urgent steps. He wasn’t running, but he was moving fast. “Are you all right, Ms. Arquette?” he said with a concerned tone of voice.

I walked out of the ocean as it was just a few steps to get closer to him. My soaked silk burgundy nightgown was smoothly outlining my figure; I felt Eduardo’s gaze all over my body as he was undressing me with his eyes. “Come to yourself, Emily; he is your employee, after all. You cannot get physical with an employee; that would be harassment.” I kept telling myself as I was stepping closer to him.

He extended his hand to offer his help for walking me on the sand. I didn’t refuse the chance of touching him and held his hand tight. “Wow, your hands are ice cold. I didn’t know the water was that cold.”

“It’s not the water, believe me.”

“Are you feeling well, Ma’am? Did you fall, or?”

“I didn’t want to waste time before I jumped into the ocean, Eduardo. “I did this on purpose,” I said, blinking. “There’s no need to worry. How are you this morning?”

“Thank you for asking. I am good as long as you are safe and secure.”

I had never seen anyone so dedicated to his work before.

“Do you want to keep me company this morning? I don’t want to work out alone.”

“That would be my pleasure, Ma’am.”

“Call me Emily,” I said.

“Are you sure?”

“Why wouldn’t I be sure about that? Am I that old to be called Ma’am?” I asked.

“You are as fresh as the spring blossoms,” he said.

“Oh, come on! Don’t be cheesy!” I said with an attitude to cover my giggles.

“So, for our workout, do you have any workout routine to follow this morning?”

“I usually swim. Do you want to keep me company?”

“That sounds fantastic, but are we going to swim with our clothes on?”

“I am going to take my robe and nightgown off. You can take your clothes off too. You will put on basically the same thing with a different fabric, even if you go change,” I said as my fingers slipped through my robe belt, to unfold. He watched me taking off my silk robe as it slipped from my shoulders and fell next to my heels. I saw his eyes following my unfolding fingers first, then the robe revealing my body. His breath was getting heavier with my every move, his chest was getting bigger and bigger with his every inhale… The gaze of his eyes slightly switched from that delicate, adorable look to a wilder shade that was getting darker with every blink.

“I have a better idea,” he said as he leaned towards me with a step. “How about I help you take your gown off, and you help me undress?”

My breath froze for a second. Not only did he make that offer, he also wrapped his arm around my waist. My jaw literally dropped at that move, and my knees trembled. I had to hold on to his big, muscular arms to stand on my feet. He must have understood this because he leaned his head to whisper in my ear, “You don’t have to stand; just lie in my arms. I can carry you like a bouquet of spring flowers with pleasure.” Then he brushed the tip of his nose on my neck to inhale my scent. I giggled because he tickled me.

“Your scent is sacredly unholy,” he whispered. “It feels like something you sacrifice not only with your body, but with your soul too; yet it is purely a call of the inferno.”

All the poetic words he said were lyrics of his song that I had heard a couple of days ago. He was taking a break at dawn, drinking his beer, playing his guitar by the ocean, and singing his song to the ocean. Now, he was using those lyrics to make love to me. I had no words left. I leaned towards him to whisper in his ear: “Kiss me!”

“Oh, I have way better plans,” he said before pressing his thick, soft lips against mine before he grazed my body roughly yet passionately. His hands grabbed my butt and lifted me so I could wrap my legs around his waist. His lips left mine to wander through my skin, but he put his thumb between my lips to fill his lips’ absence. He leaned towards the sands, carrying me with him, and laid me down on my back, then took his place over my body. I was fully naked, and I didn’t even realize when that happened. Eduardo’s lips were leaving wet marks inch by inch on my body, and I couldn’t get enough of his kisses.

His hands were roughly stroking my body; he was biting my flesh and then caressing it with his tongue to soothe the bites. I was pressing his head against me more and more, wrapping his body between my thighs and squeezing with pure pleasure.

The way I was whispering his name between my moans felt like a prayer to Satan. My moans turned into screams, and my whispers unveiled my secret as he shoved his manhood inside me. As I was screaming his name, there with a ripping sound from me with nothing but the euphoria of the pleasure of our intimacy. I was screaming his name like I was declaring to the universe he was pounding me. He was calling me “Baby, my girl, mi mujer…” to respond and ease me so I could take his movements better.

All of a sudden, he grabbed me by my shoulders while shaking me. His was calling me “Ma’am!” instead of ‘‘Baby’’

“Ma’am! You have a fever!” I opened my eyes to these words.

We were in the middle of the night; I was in my bed, Eduardo sitting by the edge and he was fully dressed in his sweatsuit, my gown that was soaked with my fever sweat was on me and I was shivering in my bodyguard Eduardo’s ~not my boyfriend~ arms…

His voice was filling my ears again like the ocean waves beating the shallow end of the shore. “Ma’am, we need to take you to the hospital.”

That was the last thing I heard before I closed my eyes again as I fainted in his arms and crumbled like day-old cookies.