Forbidden Seduction [ Forbidden Obsession]

Pearl chuckled as she gathered her clothes. She could still feel her pulsating pussy, craving him again. She felt no shame in letting her stepson fuck her. He was skilled in satisfying women, and she considered herself fortunate to have experienced his manhood.

Looking around to ensure no one was approaching, she quickly dressed herself.

Fortunately for her, Salazar had just entered the mansion.

“Honey! Where have you been? I missed you so much,” she pouted, giving him a kiss on the lips.

Salazar detected a scent of sweat on her, causing his nose to scrunch in disgust. “What is this sweaty smell?” he asked.

A subtle aroma wafted from Pearl’s body, causing her wide eyes to realize that she had neglected to take a shower before arriving at Salazar’s place. “Oh darling, I was just exercising,” she fabricated, accompanied by a nervous laugh. Salazar scrutinized her closely, monitoring her reaction. “Exercising at this time of night?” he inquired, unsatisfied with her response.

Pearl chuckled nervously, her hand gently wrapped around his waist. “Come on, my love. I’m only human, so naturally I have a scent. On top of that, I need to maintain a youthful appearance for you,” she planted another kiss on his lips, hoping to divert the conversation away from their current topic.

Returning the kiss, Salazar expressed his concern, “Please don’t overexert yourself, okay? I love you just the way you are. Where is Alex?”

“Hmm, I believe he’s in his room,” Pearl replied with a smile.

Salazar nodded, making his way towards their master bedroom, with Pearl trailing alongside him, like a pampered wife.

*******

Two weeks after Alex’s arrival in the country, his closest friend was the first person to pay him a visit at his workplace. “How’s the old man doing?” Michael asked, casually taking a seat across from Alex, nonchalantly resting his legs on Alex’s desk.

From his time in university, Michael Sage has been Alex’s closest friend. This tall, handsome African American man has served as Alex’s inspiration and solace, especially during the painful period following his mother’s death. Michael’s protective nature has made their bond akin to that of brothers.

Alex couldn’t help but roll his eyes at Michael’s carefree demeanor as he nonchalantly rested his legs on the mahogany table, acting as if he owned the place. “He’s always like that, nothing new,” he retorted.

“And what about your stepmother?” Michael inquired, a chuckle slipping from his lips, only to be quickly concealed upon seeing the serious look Alex shot his way.

However, Michael couldn’t contain his laughter as Alex revealed his failed attempts to hide his amusement, prompting both of them to burst into fits of laughter. “I apologize, man. It’s just hilarious to think that she’s still causing you trouble. It’s insane,” Michael confessed, wiping away the tears from his eyes.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“I slept with her,” Alex admitted, averting his gaze from Michael.

Shock engulfed Michael, leaving his mouth agape. “Are you serious?” he asked Alex, wondering whether this was just another one of his friend’s jokes.

“No joke, man. That woman is something else. I swear, I don’t even know what got into me. I ravaged her like a man possessed.”

Michael chuckled softly, his mouth still hanging open. “Wow! That’s unexpected. You, Alex Salazar, are a rebel. You better watch your back and make sure the old man doesn’t find out about your affair with his wife. He’ll forget you’re his son.”

Amidst his chuckles, Alex whispered, “Well, he can’t satisfy her anyway. At least I can pleasure her without any commitments. Unlike you.”

“I thought you liked Claire?” Michael interjected.

“Sure, she’s great. But in all honesty, I can never imagine spending the rest of my life with just one woman when there are countless attractive ladies out there,” Alex confessed.

Michael chuckled, fully aware that his friend was set in his ways. “You know what, Alex? Your perspective will change when you find the right woman.”

Alex shook his head. “That’s never going to happen. I’m happy for you and your newfound love, but that kind of life isn’t for me. I enjoy things just the way they are, free from any attachments.”

Still smiling at his best friend, who felt more like family, Michael shook his head. “Mark my words, Alexander Salazar. The right girl will come along eventually.”

In the midst of an amusing moment, Alex gazed at Michael with a newfound respect. “You’re fortunate to have met Claire; you two are a perfect match. Personally, I have my doubts about love, Michael. Love brings about trouble, and at the moment, I find myself entangled in one from which I’m desperately trying to extricate myself.”

Michael, now fully engaged, removed his legs from the table and focused his attention on Alex. “Did you say trouble? How did you end up in this situation?”

With a heavy sigh, Alex rose from his seat. “It’s because of my father.”

Concern etched across his face, Michael inquired, “What about your father? Is everything alright?”

Alex, rolling his eyes, retorted, “Yes, I wish everything was not alright.”

Michael chuckled, understanding that his friend rarely saw eye to eye with his old man. “What kind of trouble has he gotten you into this time?”

Contemplating whether he should confide in Michael about what his father had revealed, Alex noticed his friend’s undivided attention and realized he was ready to hear whatever he had to say. He sighed and turned away, gazing out the window at the cityscape.

“My father, Mr. Salazar, expects me to find a wife for myself within the next month,” Michael confessed.

Alex anxiously awaited Michael’s response, growing concerned as he heard nothing. He swiftly glanced towards his friend, witnessing Michael struggling to contain the laughter that threatened to burst forth. Tears streamed down Michael’s face as he laughed uncontrollably, nearly toppling over in his chair.