Forbidden Seduction [ Forbidden Obsession]

‘Roth,’ she moaned passionately against his mouth as she twisted with innocent provocation against his body.

Suddenly his own arms were around her, not pushing her away as he had done earlier, but holding onto her, his fingers biting hard into her slender arms as he slid one hand into the back of her hair, holding her head still whilst his mouth started to move on hers.

Elena felt her head start to spin and her knees go weak.

If she had thought that her heart was beating fast before, that was nothing to the way it was pounding now. Her whole body ached and pulsed with the intoxication of what was happening.

Roth! Roth!

She loved him so much, wanted him so much. Eagerly she pressed her still coltishly youthful body even closer to his. She could feel every nerve-ending in her skin aching with the intensity of her yearning for him.

The tip of his tongue was caressing the softly swollen outline of her mouth.

She wanted him to make love to her so desperately. These last few weeks, whilst they had been working together clearing the overgrown stagnant lake in the woods on her stepbrother’s estate, working on a conservation project which Rotj, as her stepbrother’s estate manager, had been overseeing, she had come to see him in a new light and in doing so had fallen head over heels in love with him, with all the passion and intensity of her sixteen-year-old nature.

And now, after the corrosive hurt of all his recent rebuffs, all his painful rejections of her attempts to make him realize how she felt, here he was holding her, kissing her… wanting her…

A fiercely sharp thrill of feminine excitement spun through her. Her breasts ached for the touch of his hands, to be held and caressed by him as she had read about, seen in films. The thought of their two naked bodies entwined in the sensual privacy of Roth’s bed was almost too much for her. Eagerly she opened her mouth, inviting him to probe deeper with his tongue, but then abruptly, to her shock, he was suddenly pushing her away as quickly as he had taken hold of her, his face dark with anger.

“Roth, wh-what is it… what’s wrong?’ she stammered.

‘What’s wrong? Oh, for God’s sake…’ she heard him mutter. ‘The fact that you even need to ask that kind of question shows, you even need to ask that kind of question shows just how… You’re a child still, Elena… Six months from now…’

She bit down hard on her bottom lip when she saw the irritation in his eyes as he ran his hand through his thick dark copper hair.

‘I’m sorry… I should never have done that…’ he told her tersely.

Elena felt her eyes fill with vulnerable tears.

‘You kissed me,’ she protested shakily. ‘You wanted me…’

‘No, Elena,’ she heard Roth telling her grittily. ‘What I wanted…’ he told her bluntly, ‘was not you, but what you offered. I’m a man, and when a woman comes on to me, offering me sex…’ He stopped and shook his head. ‘You’re a child still, Elena.’

‘I bet if we were in bed together you wouldn’t be saying that,’ Elena challenged him boldly, adding recklessly, ‘I’m not a child at all, Roth, and I could prove it to you…’

She heard the savage hiss as he expelled the air from his lungs.

‘Dear God,’ she heard him rasp, ‘have you the first idea of what you’re saying… suggesting…?’

‘I want you, Roth… I love you…’

‘Well, I sure as hell don’t want or love you,’ he told her ferociously, his face suddenly shockingly pale underneath its weather-beaten tan. ‘And let me give you a small warning, Elena: if you continue to go around offering yourself to men, sooner or later one of them’s going to take you up on your offer and I promise you that the experience won’t be a pleasant one. You’re far too young to be experimenting with sex, and when you are old enough it should be with someone of your own age and not… I’m a man, not a boy, Elena,’ he told her brutally, ‘and… well, let’s just say that the idea of taking some over-excited and inexperienced little virgin to bed and playing touchy-feely games with her is not my idea of a particularly satisfying relationship-not sexually, not mentally and certainly not emotionally…

‘Go and find someone your own age to play with,’ he told her grimly.

For a moment elena was tempted to protest, to argue and plead, or even more daringly to throw herself back into his arms and prove to him that she could make him want her despite her age and her lack of experience. She was not normally so easily defeated or diminished, but something deep down inside, some very new sense of womanliness, shrank from enduring another rejection from him. And so, instead, swallowing back the tears she was aching to cry, she lifted her head and, tilting her chin to him defiantly, said, ‘Yes, I think I will…’

There had been one boy in particular in the party of co-workers involved inThere had been one boy in particular in the party of co-workers involved in the conservation campaign who had shown a very marked interest in her. At the time, newly, wildly in love with Rith, she hadn’t paid him very much attention, but now…

A militant sparkle illuminated her eyes. She could see Roth beginning to frown.

‘Elena,’ he warned. Angrily she refused to stop and listen to him, he had no jurisdiction over her.

The bright delicacy of her newly emergent tender love was already tarnishing and fading as resentment, pride and enmity took its place.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Roth!

She loved him but now she felt as though she could very easily come to hate him-she certainly wanted to hate him.