Strictly Taboo(141)

"I'm not playing anything. I just think it's safer if I stay back where I came from after our parents are officially married. I wasn't trying to become a Princess, and being attracted to my step brother isn't exactly... well its taboo." I told him and sighed, apparently I had to spell it out for him.

"You're not my sister yet." Rupert told me, and before I could predict what he was going to do, he lowered his head and he kissed me.

My toes curled. I gasped and backed up until my back hit the stall door and he pressed himself against me, before I could stop myself I had wrapped my arms around his neck and shut my eyes. Kissing back with all this pent up sexual tension I'd felt since I met him, I let myself melt against him. I knew I shouldn't do it, but when his tongue was in my mouth stroking against mine and I could feel his tongue barbell rub against my lips I was lost.

That one tiny little piece of metal broke my reserves. I could picture him using it on other places and I lost all sense of reason. I knew better, but with Rupert, I couldn't hold on to my morals or behavior. He brought out a hussy in me that I didn't even know I had inside.

Moaning I laced my fingers through his hair and pressed him harder against me. When his hand went up my shirt to cup one of my breasts through my lace bra, I hissed out a breath. His fingers weren't soft. They were rough like someone who did hard labor during the daytime. It felt erotic against my soft, delicate skin.

He pressed a knee between my legs and started hiking up my skirt. When his other hand came between my legs and started stroking me through my panties, I could feel myself grow damp and I heard him let out a quiet moan into my mouth as he worked his fingers under the silk of my underwear to touch my flesh directly.

This was so wrong; anyone could walk in here and see us at any moment. This wasn't how a lady should be acting, and yet, I didn't care. I just didn't want him to stop touching me.

Rupert pulled back and looked at me for a minute, I felt momentarily rejected and wondered if this was all a game to him and he'd decided it was too easy and wasn't fun for him. I was about to lash out at him, feeling embarrassed and hurt when a slow smile spread on his face and he took my hand and pulled me down the barn hall. I could barely keep up with his long stride in my heels. He slid open a storage room off the back and pulled me inside. Locking the door from the inside, he turned to look down at me.

"I figured you might want a little bit of privacy." He told me and I stopped him when he went to take my jacket off.





Chapter 3


"Look, I'm not trying to lead you on, but we really shouldn't be doing this. I don't want to embarrass our parents, or cause a scandal. I won't lie that I find you insanely attractive, against my better judgment mind you. But our parent's deserve a chance to start their marriage with no blemishes on their reputation. Everything we do will be under scrutiny." I told him and sighed, turning slightly away from him, I felt myself hunch my shoulders forward defensively. I didn't want to walk away from him, but I was trying to force myself to do the right thing.

"Lara,' Rupert said his brows knitted together. He took a hold of my chin in his hand and pulled it up to look down into my face. "Whatever the two of us are feeling for each other, isn't just sexual frustration. If it was just sex, we could each go find a discrete partner and get it out of your systems."

"That's easy for you to say, you're a man, you can do a lot of things and get patted on the back where-as a woman has to be careful or she gets called nasty names for the same behavior." I shook my head, he probably wouldn't understand.

Rupert looked frustrated with me, and I almost felt bad for rejecting him. I felt like I was doing the right thing logically, but my body hated me, and my heart hurt. Stiff upper lip, as the saying goes. I tried to steel myself to walk away from him.

The problem was he stopped me. He grabbed a loop of rope off one of the saddles hanging on the wall and looped it over my wrists before I could even process what he was doing.

There was a ring in the ceiling and he threw the rope through it and tied it off, pulling my wrists above my head so I couldn't get away. Standing back he just stared at me, I wasn't sure if he was waiting to see if I'd get mad, or if he stood back because he was worried I'd kick him.

"Now Lara, now that you can't keep running away from me, listen to me for a minute. No, don't open your mouth and start talking. If you're talking, you can't listen." Rupert raised a brow at me and I snapped my mouth shut and sighed. I wasn't scared of him, and he wasn't hurting me. Although I did think the rope was over kill and had he been any other person in this world, I might have been offended.

This however was classic Rupert. If he didn't get what he wanted, he made it happen.