Touching The Forbidden

 
The day KatherineJohnson is dumped by Robert, she goes to The Porterhouse. She's here to have fun and of course, to seek comfort from some random hot guy.
 
One shot after another, she gets tipsy. Her head is spinning and she has double visions on almost everything. But she is clear that the person next to her is a guy, young and handsome. She climbs onto the man and rides on him. The man smells so good, like the lavender blossoming in June. Katherine cannot get enough of the decent odor and buries her head into his chest.
 
The man doesn't stop her. He raises his browns and whispers into her ears, "oh mine, you're wild."
 
His voice is soft and intoxicating, alluring Katherine to get closer to him.
 
"Shall we go upstairs?" Katherine asks.
 
The man narrows his eyes. He deliberately keeps a short distance away from Katherine and says in a cold and menacing voice, "Are you sure? Look at me. I'm Michael, Robert's cousin."
 
On hearing the name Robert, Katherine widens her eyes. She raises her head and looks up at the man. His eyes are bright and pretty. His hair is light brown. His face is sculpted, pimpled yet familiar.
 
“Holy crap!”
 
In an instant, Katherine realizes who the man is. He's Michael K. Jones, the only heir to powerful Jones Holdings Inc. Instead of taking care of his family business, he works as a gynecologist.
 
When Katherine felt pain in her chest last month, Robert took her to St. Grace Hospital and Michael was her attending.
 
Katherine still remembers the day. She was embarrassed when asked to take off her clothes and blushed when she felt his hands on her boobs. However, Michael, as the attending, remained calm. As a gynecologist, he has seen hundreds of boobs at least. In his eyes, that's not boob but useless flesh causing pain and trouble. Or maybe she could not see his facial expressions clearly since he was wearing a mask.
 
Michael's solemn gaze makes Katherine sober. She straightens up, and says, "Hi, Doctor Jones." Her voice is low and unclear because of the alcohol or maybe being embarrassed.
 
He nods and takes out his iPhone from his jacket, "I'll call Robert and ask him to pick you up."
 
"But we have broken up." Katherine believes there is no need to hide it.
 
Michael raises his eyebrows and looks deep into Katherine as if he wants to figure out whether she is lying. After a while, he undoes his tie, puts his iPhone back into his pocket, and says to Katherine, "Let me take you home."
 
Katherine has no idea why he glances at her like this, nor why he is willing to take her home. She tries to figure that out all the way home but doesn't have a clue even though the car is pulling over in the parking lot under her condo.
 
Whatever! She doesn't want to think about it anymore. Maybe he is just being kind because she is his cousin's ex-girlfriend.
 
Katherine opens the door and staggers into her building. The gate is so heavy that Katherine finds it difficult for her to push it open. She loses her balance and falls. Luckily, someone helps her up. She feels the warmth of the big hands on her waist and looks back in confusion.
 
It's Michael. Katherine stares at him and Michael looks back, his eyes gleaming.
 
Immediately, Katherine grins and snakes her hands on his neck, whispering, "Doctor Jones, would you like to go upstairs?"
 
Michael doesn't say anything but pushes Katherine into the building, leaving the door behind.
 
Katherine laughs out, "I can see that you want me."
 
Michael keeps silent for a while and then smiles, "I do. What about you?"
 
Katherine smiles back without a word. She stands on her tiptoe and gives him a little peck on his adam's apple before running into the elevator.
 
Michael's eyes grow dark and he follows Katherine into the elevator.
 
The moment the elevator door closes, he corners Katherine with one arm around her, clasping Katherine to him, while the fingers of his other hand softly trace her face gently. His thumb brushes her lower lip. His breath grows heavy, and he's staring into her eyes.
 
His burning gaze arouses Katherine. For the first time, she wants to be kissed. She wants to get closer to his lips but she can't move. She looks up, unsatisfied, while Michael looks down at her.
 
Katherine forgets breathing until she hears the "Ding!" sound.
 
The moment she opens the door of her condo, Michael hugs her from behind, pressing her onto the door and planting kisses on her lips passionately. The coldness of the wooden door sends goosebumps into her spine. 

"Oh, Michael," Katherine is terrified by his passion because she's never experienced that before. She pushes him, but he's a wall of hard muscle, she cannot stop him. 

Katherine tries to dodge his kiss but he's holding her head in place. He gently trails kisses along her jaw. His hand runs down her cheek to her chin, and finally slips into her skirt.

"Do you have any idea what I'm going to do to you, Katherine?" Michael whispers and bites her lips hard. His breath is ragged and smells incredibly enchanting, a mix of whisky and tequila. 

The pain is so sharp yet sweet that Katherine groans, which excites Michael. He peels the skirt off her and throws it onto the floor. He stands back and stares at her like she's a piece of art.

Katherine feels embarrassed by his dark eyes staring fervently into hers. She quickly covers her boobs with her hands while Michael leans down and carries her to the king-size bed. Slowly, he places kisses across her lip, her chin, her breast, her navel, and her thigh. His kiss is demanding.

Feeling his mouth on every inch of her skin, Katherine moans and cannot control the riotous feelings rampaging in her body. She moves her hands into his hair. 

Michael looks up and grins. Suddenly, he places his erection at her entrance and slams into her. 

"Ahh~" Katherine cries.