Prohibited: an erotic novel by Donnee Patrese

the bed and was following me to the dresser. Our bedroom was rather large but it took him only a few strides to reach me. When I reached the dresser, he grabbed me and pulled me up against him.
     
    “What are you doing?” I stammered slowly trying to move away from him.
     
    I didn’t have to wonder for long.
     
    He brought his mouth to my neck and started to kiss it. His hands traveled all over my body. He snatched the towel from me and left me standing there nude, exposing my body to the cool air. My nipples hardened and he took that as a sign of my desire. He brought his attention back to me and started to caress my breasts slowly.
     
    I turned to face him pulling his hands off my breasts in the process.
     
    “Maria,” he whispered. “I need you now.”
     
    I looked at him and tried to speak but ever so quickly he pulled me close and kissed me. It was a long and probing kiss.
     
    I felt nothing.
     
    I tried to move but he held me tightly, firmly. The way his tongue moved in my mouth made me feel vulgar and dirty. He released his grip and I pulled away from him. I looked at him. His green eyes were shaded by the urgent desire.
     
    “Michael, I just took a shower.” I said moving from him and walked over to the bed where my clothes were laying.
     
    “What does that have to do with anything?” He asked moving closer to me grabbing my slacks out of my hand.
     
    “Well,” I said trying to grab my pants from him.
     
    He turned and threw them on the brown recliner stationed in the corner of the room.
     
    I sighed.
     
    “I just cleaned myself and I am not willing to get-dirty.” I said.
     
    I looked at him and I could tell that he was far from pleased with my explanation. He sighed and sat down on the bed.
     
    “Maria, I am not sure I can take this anymore.”
     
    The desire had left his eyes and was replaced with what looked to be-sadness.
     
    “Michael, if you are having issues, we can talk about them in therapy.” I said pulling my shirt over my head.
     
    I turned from the bed and walked to the recliner to retrieve my pants.
     
    “You don’t get it Maria,” he said.
     
    His voice was low and he hung his head as if his world was going to end. 
     
    Sex isn’t everything!
     
    I sighed and slid my pants over my smooth bare legs.
     
    “Maria, are you listening to me?” He asked standing up from the bed.
     
    I turned to him folding my arms across my chest. We just stood staring at each other. Eventually he walked out the room slamming the door behind him. I plopped down on the recliner and sighed.
     
    Here we go again…
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Maxine
     
    “Maxi, don’t rush me.” Julia whined.
     
    She was leaning comfortably in the bedroom doorframe in my tiny apartment wearing a white T-shirt with the word “Grumpy” printed on it and a picture of that dwarf.
     
    “Nice jeans,” she said as I slipped my feet into a pair of white tennis shoes. “Can you breathe?”
     
    I had to admit my navy blue denim jeans looked like a second skin.
     
    “Very funny,” I said walking toward the front door rolling my dark brown eyes at her.
     
    She laughed. I stopped to grab my keys off the side table and Julia smacked right into the back of me. She was standing so close it was hard to tell where I ended and she began.
     
    “Geez, chick! Have you ever heard of personal space?” I asked taking a step backwards.
     
    I watched as she stared at my hair with a look of confusion on her face. I started to feel self-conscious.
     
    “What the hell are you doing?”
     
    “Goodness, I’m just looking at your hair.”
     
    “Why?”
     
    “I think it’s cool, the texture of it. I like it when you wear it down like this.” She said reaching out and grabbing a few strains of it in her hands.
     
    I sighed.
     
    “Please stop touching my hair, white girl, and let’s go eat. We are already late and Mikey is going to be wondering where we are.” I said