
Tasting Sin: A forbidden romance
Dauda wada Sekinatu · Ongoing · 54.5k Words
Introduction
“But you are my step uncle,” she said, taking steps backwards as I got closer. A rush of adrenaline coursed through my body.
“If only you know how excited my cock gets when you remind me of that,” I groaned, running a hand through my hair. I saw how she swallowed, how she pressed her thighs together and I smiled.
“I would end this if I deep my hand into your needy cunt and find you dry as dessert,” I leaned towards her, sniffing in her scent, resisting the urge to close my eyes and revel in it. “But if by any chance you're aroused by this, I will take you against this wall,”
One reckless night changes everything for Nyx Wyatt.
A stranger in the dark awakens something she never knew she possessed… and the next morning, he walks into her home with a name that should make him untouchable.
Travis.
Her uncle.
Her mistake.
Her obsession.
Nyx tries to run from the memory, but Travis doesn’t let her. His protectiveness is unsettling. His presence is consuming. And the more she pushes him away, the closer he seems to pull her in.
Then danger begins circling her life silent, deliberate, and aimed with terrifying precision.
Nyx doesn’t know who Travis really is.
She only knows one thing:
Every threat that comes for her… comes through him.
When she’s forced to choose between the boy who wants her and the man she should fear, Nyx steps into the arms of the one person she shouldn’t trust.
Because loving Travis is dangerous.
Leaving him is impossible.
And the truth about him… might destroy them both.
Chapter 1
Nyx’s p.o.v
With one punishing harsh thrust,he drives into her, she lets out a scream, the hot pornstar slapped a hand over her mouth as he pulls out almost immediately, his gaze dropping between them. Where they are connected, then he slowly pushes back in. His cock disappearing inside her. Her face scrunched in pain then twisted in a small smile.
I saw as his lips moved but I couldn't hear any sound. Because this was playing on the lowest volume. She licked her lips as she tried to respond to whatever he had said but his hand slapped at her clit and her mouth widened.
My breathing picked up as I watched the scene play out on the screen of my iPad air.
Yes. I'm currently on a pornsite. Watching the most viewed video.
A dare.
By Lena. My best friend.
I had walked in on her placed firmly on the wall and a man aggressively rutting into her like a rabid dog. I screamed from both shock and the horror of witnessing a sex scene for the first time in my life.
I mean I read books. Ones I dropped, when I noticed it contained a whole lot of smut scenes.
The guy quickly pulled out of her and adjusted himself while Lena seemed pissed off that I had interrupted them. Regardless she straightened up her dress.
I disappeared into the kitchen, Lena followed in shortly.
My nostrils flared as I poured a glass of water just to steady my shaking hands. The image of Lena pressed against that wall was still seared into my brain.
I turned when she walked in, unbothered, like she hadn’t just been caught mid–scene of an adult movie.
“What the hell was that, Lena?” I hissed, lowering my voice as if the walls could gossip.
“You couldn’t even lock the door?”
She gave a small shrug, flicking her hair over her shoulder. “Relax, Nyx. It’s not like I was murdering someone. We were just having a little fun.”
“Fun?” I repeated, the word bitter on my tongue. “That wasn’t fun, that was…” I struggled to find the right word. “...animalistic! You were…he was…oh God, I can’t even say it!”
Lena rolled her eyes. “That’s your problem, Nyx. You act like touching a guy is a federal crime.”
Her lips curved into a teasing smile. “You need to loosen up. Maybe if you got some, you wouldn’t look so… pent up. You are nothing but a goodytwoshoes”
My jaw dropped. “Excuse me?”
“Oh, come on,” she laughed, leaning against the counter. “You’re twenty-two, still blushing when a guy says moan, and you flinch every time someone kisses in a movie. What are you saving yourself for, a fairytale prince?”
“I’m not saving myself for anyone!” I snapped. “I just…believe it should mean something, Lena. You can’t just throw yourself at anyone who smiles your way!”
Her smile faded for a moment, her gaze turning sharp. “And you can’t spend your life judging people because you’re scared to live a little.”
Then she smirked again, eyes glittering with mischief. “You know what? I dare you.”
I blinked. “Dare me to what?”
“To watch a full video,” she said, nodding toward my iPad on the table. “A real one. No skipping. No closing your eyes like a nun. Just watch. Most importantly make yourself have an orgasm. Maybe then you’ll stop thinking the world ends at first base.”
I gaped at her. “You’re insane.”
“Probably,” she said with a wink. “But it’s time you learn what turns you on, sweetheart. Because if you don’t, some man will and you won’t even see it coming.”
I stood there speechless, clutching my glass of water like it was holy.
And that’s how I found myself an hour later in bed, iPad glowing in the dark, the most-viewed video on screen and my heart pounding like I’m committing a sin.
I mean it is if my brother, Kent ever sees me. He wouldn't anyway, he's currently hosting a party downstairs with his friends.
The pornstar flips the brunette around, grabs her nape and force her to bend further, he keeps her legs apart and grab her hips, pulling out to the tip, he sinks back into her, fucking her harder and faster, I could see her gasping for air. My core tightened at the roughness he was using.
My hand dropped between my thighs as I spread further to give myself access to explore the foreign sensation this video was igniting in my core. My hand connected with my soaked cunt and I gasp in pleasure.
The pornstar shoves her further into the bed, repeatedly shoving his cock into her, she widened her mouth with each strokes.
“Umm.” I hummed as my own finger found my clit and I pinched lightly.
My gaze flickered from the pornstars,my focus on the sweet sensation In between my legs as I rock my hip to the finger that glides lazily across my slit. I tried to round my finger around it but I didn't seem to get much excitement that was clearly on this girl's face. After trying too many times. I huffed in frustration,removed my hand and hissed out.
I heard a low cough.
My body went rigid.
The voice came from the darkness low, rough, and smooth all at once.
“Let me.”
I froze, the iPad sliding from my hand as I whipped my head toward the corner of my room.
Someone was there. A tall figure, the faint outline of broad shoulders and a lean frame illuminated only by the pale glow from the screen.
My throat closed. “Wh-who are you?” I whispered.
He didn’t answer. He stepped closer instead, his presence swallowing the space between us. When the light hit his face, I saw eyes so blue they didn’t look real. They locked on mine, and something deep inside me clenched fear, confusion, want… I couldn’t tell.
“Shh,” he murmured, kneeling beside my bed. “Don’t be scared.”
His voice slid over me like smoke, sinful and soothing at the same time. I should have screamed, should have called for Kent, but the words tangled somewhere in my chest.
“I’m not going to hurt you,” he said softly, his tone almost a promise. “You just looked… lost.”
I swallowed hard as his scent filled the room. Mint and smoke,pressing my knees together as my pulse thundered. The air between us hummed with something dangerous magnetic. My thoughts blurred; my skin burned under his gaze.
“I shouldn’t even be here,” he added, a hint of a smile tugging at his lips. “But you looked like you needed help.”
“I don’t,” I lied, my voice barely audible. I could still feel the ache twisting low in my belly, the same one that had driven me to watch that video in the first place.
The ache to prove Lena I was not a goodytwoshoes.
He tilted his head, studying me, and for a moment I swore he could see everything my innocence, my curiosity, my trembling need for something I didn’t understand.
“Then tell me to go,” he said.
But I didn’t.
I couldn’t.
The silence stretched, thick and charged.
When his hand lifted, hovering just inches from my leg, I drew in a shaky breath, torn between pulling away and leaning closer.
That ache in my core deepened until it was almost unbearable.
What the hell am I doing?
If Kent finds out, he’ll kill me. Literally kill me.
This isn’t me. I shouldn’t be letting this happen… but why…why can’t I move? Why do I want to know what happens if I don’t stop him?
It’s wrong. So wrong. But God, my body isn’t listening…
I curse myself for letting Lena get to me. Now see the horny mess I've gotten myself in.
I sucked in a deep breath as his hand hovered dangerously close to my soaked underwear.
“I could stop if you don't want me to help you,” he said, the deepest shade of blue eyes held my gaze. The only part of him the light from the iPad showed clearly.
I should stop him right now. He's a stranger but I said nothing. Either this stanger or I get laughed at by Lena.
He yanks my pants to the side. “Soaked huh?”
I didn't answer but my breathing picked up as he ran his hand across my slit just like I did earlier I arched my back, the feeling of his hand on me felt exceptional. More than when I touched myself the same way earlier.
“This is going to be quick.” He hummed, his breath fanning my leg,before I could process his word, he plunged his finger inside me. My eyes widened. The intrusion felt both painful and pleasant.
“Uhhh,” I let out a moan and slammed my hand against the headboard.
“Fucking tight.” He growled, his voice sounded deeper than earlier. He started pumping in, slow, tortuous. “Tell me, have anything entered into this little hole,” he asked.
I should speak. Heck the answer was at the tip of my tongue but I couldn't. The pressure of his finger inside me had me speechless. So I shook my head in response to him.
“Fuck,” he groaned as he begins to thrust hard and fast and my legs shake with how fast he's fucking me with his fingers.
My head drops back and i shut my eyes “Wait…,” the sensation heightening. That only seemed to fuel the stranger as he takes over, fucking me harder with his finger.
He stops and I gasp for air,whimpering. He slips in another finger. “Rock your hips little cat,” I did exactly that moving my hips back and forth.
“Oh God. I shouldn't be doing this.” I said absentmindedly,my gaze landed on his, his deep blue eyes had gotten darker, both of us taken by lust.
“So naughty, you shouldn't be doing this but look at the mess you are making on my fingers. Fucking dripping over my fingers,” he breathed heavily, nipping at my legs, spread out before him. “And you are going to come on it yes?”
I didn't know what he's saying but I nodded regardless. His hand picked up pace.
With my eyes screwed shut, I moan whimpering as his fingers hammered into me with delicious force. I rocked my hips against his hand as I pressed my right palm across my mouth. To hold in the moans.
I felt a foreign feeling beginning to build up within me. “I wan…t to pee…” I said between harsh breath. But he didn't stop.
“Let go…” he groaned.
I opened my mouth to talk, to express how I could remember my name as this feeling builds up and takes over my senses. My body spasming in his hold as he fucks me through whatever this is.
He stopped, only removing his fingers from inside me when I stopped shaking.
I laid down on the bed, completely spent, my eyes droopy… I was fucking tired.
So tired that I didn't notice when this stranger slipped out of the room. So tired my eyes fluttered closed afterwards.
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