Obsessed with the Man of the House (Forbidden Fantasies #86) Read Online S.E. Law

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Forbidden Tags Authors: Series: Forbidden Fantasies Series by S.E. Law
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Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 128(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
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“Ooh, goody!” is my squeal. “Pass me the barbecue sauce please. And a napkin. Or two.”

But Gray shakes his head while pulling out his phone for a snap.

“Let me just get a picture of this first,” he growls, a smile tugging at his lips. “You look so pretty, and this food looks amazing.”

He lifts his cell phone up, ready to take a shot, but then a cloud passes over his brow and he puts his phone down again.

“Do you know those boys, sweetheart?” he asks. A sinking feeling makes my stomach drop and I turn for a quick glance over one shoulder. Sure enough, there are two boys from my high school seated in a booth twenty feet away. They’re guffawing behind their hands while staring at us.

“Sort of,” I say in a vague tone. Then I make my voice bright and perky. “I think Armadillo Willy’s is known for its special sauce. It’s from a secret recipe of vinegar and ketchup, and I can’t wait to try it.”

But Gray’s brow is furrowed as he continues to stare at the two boys, who are elbowing each other while laughing a little louder now.

“Why are they looking at us?” he asks. “What the hell is their problem?”

I chance another glance over my shoulder, and it’s two boys from my graduating class, Tommy Lightfoot and Neal Seaman. Both of them were jocks of the worst sort. They used to swagger around our high school decked out in letter jackets like they owned the place. Even though Neal has oozing cystic acne on his chin, and Tommy has a permanent cowlick, the two boys obviously thought they were god’s gift to womankind, and as I look again, Tommy’s literally pointing at me.

Oh shit. I always knew there was a possibility that this could happen because although I generally don’t show my face during my livestreams, it’s possible that someone could figure out that Nessie Prince, adult star, is me. They might recognize me from the birthmark on my thigh, or maybe the long lengths of my curls. Or more likely, it’s probably my voice. I don’t mask my voice using a synthesizer, so the men might be able to recognize me from the audio.

But I don’t want to act like a sitting duck. Instead, I hurriedly motion for the check while rushing over to the serving stand for some boxes. Then I return and begin throwing food into plastic containers.

“Is it those men?” Gray asks in a low voice, his tone ominous. “If they did something to you—”

“No, they haven’t,” I snap. “I’m fine.”

“Vanessa,” my stepfather begins. “Why are you acting like this? What’s going on? What did those men do that has you trying to get out of here like it’s a house on fire?”

Fortunately, at that moment, the waitress comes over with our bill, which Gray dubiously pays. Then, I thrust the doggie bags into a plastic bag and literally haul him up by the arm.

“Come on,” I say quickly. “I’ll tell you in the car.”

That appeases the man of the house somewhat, and soon we’re ensconced in the truck cab while cruising down the highway.

“Vanessa,” he begins again. “About what happened—”

But this time, I pull out the big guns. I reach one hand over to his thigh, sliding my palm up the denim-covered length until I’m fondling his package. Then, I unzip Gray’s fly as he throws me an astonished look.

“Baby, I’m going sixty right now—”

But then he lets out long, low, luxurious moan because I already have my lips on him. Yes, as we hurtle down the freeway, I’m sucking my man’s hardness because he tastes good, I want him, and because I don’t want to have this conversation right now. Of course, I need to reveal that I’m a cam girl at some point. I know I can’t spin this tale of being a successful real estate agent forever because my stepdad’s right – I don’t do enough deals to make the story plausible, and he’s already suspicious. But as Gray’s cock twitches in my mouth, I moan deep in my throat, my nipples aching as my pussy gushes. I want Gray so much … but will he forgive me when he finds out about my secret life?

9

Gray

What the hell was last night about? I have no idea what Vanessa’s up to, but I’m determined to find out because something fucked up is going on. I can feel it in my bones. Those two teenage boys last night were pointing and laughing at the curvy girl for a reason, and I’m determined to find out why.

But Vanessa headed off my questions by distracting me with a wet, sloppy blowjob as I drove us home last night. It was insane because she nearly got us killed. My fingers tightened on the steering wheel and I could barely focus on the road as her tongue circled my dick before pushing deep into the slit at the top. Then, after I blew a giant load into her mouth, she lifted off my pulsing dick and opened her mouth, showing me her mouthful of goopy come.



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