Hidden Desires by J. M. Rivers (good summer reads txt) 📕

To everyone:

Reading this in secret

Not ashamed of their sexuality

Trying something new

This one's for you.

I hate hot days because they make way to even hotter nights. A cloudless day often leads to a cloudy night and vice versa. Here, at least. Party goers however do not allow for this to be because they cram inside a club gyrating and sweating thus generating more heat into the poorly ventilated space. Today however was different. It was raining. I love the rain because it is better than the heat; a temporary relief. Wonderful weather to play in. I intend to play. After all, I have been good, it's time to reward myself.

But there are other ways of rewarding yourself.

No. None can even compare or come close.

You'll regret it. You'll get caught.

They'll try or even come close.

I walk at a brisk pace as I watch the people I pass. I eye a couple holding hands and smiling at each other. I clench my teeth and look away. The club comes into view, Club Euphoria. I smile and walk in. Being a regular, I stalk towards the bartender who begins to chat but I barely notice as my attention is stolen by a short petite damsel dressed in a short tight dress. Her lips were painted blood red as she swung her hips from side to side. Her voluptuous breasts were in full view as she leaned on a pole and slid down slowly and sensually. I noticed that I was not the only one who was watching her. Jealousy reared its unwanted head while I had another important one to be bothered by.

Her name was Ruby. Whether it was her real name or not did not bother me yet. I wanted her and I would have her. She had tortured me for the past month but I never indulged. I had promised to be good, not give in but now seeing her and the weather so perfect I would not hesitate. Sweat glistened on her skin as she slowly slipped out of her dress sensually. I noticed that her hooded eyes were trained on me and I held them. Underneath she wore green lingerie in a deep green colour and a silky appearance. I thought her globes were huge but I was wrong. She started her normal dance routine to catcalls and dollar bills being thrown at her. Watching her, it felt different. It was like there was anticipation in the air and that she knew that tonight was the night. She danced a little before jumping on the pole and straddling it then bouncing her magnificent ass in the air a couple of times. She then faced her audience, legs wide apart, as the pole hid that important centre that I badly wanted to see. Soon, all in good time. My dick strained as she licked her lips and threw her hand inside her underwear to stroke herself as her eyes met mine and she smirked before she finished her routine. Groans of disappointment filled the room as she disappeared behind the silver curtain on the stage.

I shifted on my feet and turned to the bartender who proceeded to give me a drink. I downed it in one gulp and used the door in the corner to head to the VIP section. My uncle owned the club and I got special treatment. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed it but not too much because it helped me get to know the people around town, especially who not to fuck with. Before I know it, I have had a couple of shots in my system and I got a girl grinding on me. I would definitely do her but she’s too easy. The sex will be predictable and over before I know it. I want a challenge, someone to conquer willingly. Ruby. So I seek her out only to find her up against a wall tongue kissing some idiot. She’s in a different outfit, a red corset, underwear and fishnet stockings with sky-high black heels. I gulp as I ravish her with my eyes. Lucky for me, the guy soon leaves after smacking her ass and earning a squeal from her.

“What do you want, asshole?”

“Cute, we on nick names now?”

“Please, fuck you-”

“Just say when and how deep.”

I lean against her as I look her in the eye, waiting. She doesn’t move. I sigh and turn to leave but she grabs my right arm with one hand and guides my hand to her mouth and sucks on my fingers. My other hand finds its way to her right breast and squeezes the flesh through the silky material. Her hooded eyes are trained on me as she sucks my fingers as if she sought a hidden nectar in them. I press against her as I watch her in fascination and lust. My loins were on fire as I felt the beat of my heart, as blood flowed to that one organ, reverberating through my entire body in a steady rhythm. Everything else faded away as I focussed on her, her lips, her eyes and her tongue. Heaven help me, I am playing with fire.

Seeing abs up close is different. I would normally not die if I saw a picture of them but right now I was dying inside. I was turning into those girls who go weak in the knees. All I could do though was to stare wide eyed at the muscular torso in front of me.

“Touch it.” He dared me. I could feel his smirk.

I just stared as my eyes begun to water because I was not blinking. I was caught up in the trance that was his abs. I hated myself and yet couldn’t look away. I am not worthy, I thought. He chuckled. Wait, did I just say that out loud! I felt embarrassed yet still kept staring. He noticed the frown on my face and pulled his shirt down and squatted to my level. I immediately blinked and my eyes were forever grateful. Framing the sides of my face in his big hands he said,

“Never ever hide your true self from me. You shouldn’t feel embarrassed when you are with me.”

“I never say 'never'.” I replied weakly.

“Be serious for once! ENOUGH WITH THE TOUGH ACT! I am tired of your childish behaviour. You are always so clingy then act like I’m nothing. Like you don’t need me…” He yelled in frustration.

And we were back to it. He was yelling at me and I just sat there saying nothing. Here I was in lo-, no, in an infatuation with a man who always bullied me emotionally. He knew he was my weakness, well his body. Otherwise, there was nothing remotely attractive about his personality. I need to dump him but I’m too lonely, I wouldn’t survive. I would run out apologizing to him or get a rebound that would be worse than him. I can’t change him but yet here I am. So, I do the next big thing to shut him up. I time when he is looking at me, I walk over to him and kiss him with all the pain and frustration I have. He thinks that I’m hot for him but whatever. I just want him to shut up. He kisses me with the same fierceness I had, squeezing my ass and lifting me to him. I grind on him as I feel him strain through his jeans while I deepen the kiss. Soon enough, I’m into it and I want him so bad I’m frantic.

“Slow down, baby. I’ll give it to you just the way you like it.” My legs are around his waist and arms around his neck kissing him like my life depended on it. He carries me to the back of the truck and spreads me out in the back seat while I reluctantly let go of him so he can close the door and adjust the seats. He takes off his shirt and undoes his belt but I’m too impatient so I pull him to me. He chuckles and lets me continue kissing him while my hands roam through his magnificent body. He kneads my breasts and pinches the peaks till they are firm. I moan and he takes the advantage to kiss my neck as he undresses me. One hand undresses me, the other teases me till I’m dripping wet as he made circles around my nipple with his tongue. The nipple is soon devoured by his expert mouth.

“Please…please…please…” I beg as he tortures me more with his fingers. In and out, in and out. I think I’ll go mad! I’m lying naked below him, writhing in pleasure as his long fingers explore me. He props himself up and looks at me enjoying my reaction.

“I…want you…inside…me!” I gasp.

He smiles. He ever so slowly pushes his entire hand in side me and I take in a deep breath, arch my back and close my eyes. He strokes my G-spot twice and I’m about to explode. Then he pulls out slowly and licks his hand clean while looking me in the eye. He undresses completely and I want to return the favour but he stops me. The whole time he was playing with my breasts.

“Later. Now, ride me.” I obey and once I feel him inside me, I want that moment to last forever. Then he grabs my hips and starts setting the rhythm and I feel high as hell.

Holding onto his hands I match his rhythm and he lets me lead from here on. I am straddling him, my hands supporting the headrest as each hand is on each side of his head. His eyes rolled to the back of his head as he tipped his head back. I alternated between fast and slow.

My ass was in rhythmic contact with his thighs as I bounced on his dick. My breasts would slap my chest as they too moved in time. He watched in awe as they bounced and he buried his face between them, inhaling deeply and licking them as if they were covered in honey. I bounced harder so much so his dick would go deeper inside me. I could feel it caress my walls making me so wet