Page 16 of Secrets We Keep
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“You’re perfect,” I whisper. Meaning every word.
Jenna pulls herself away from me, her mouth red as her freshly applied lipstick is smudged around her mouth. She looks a little like the Joker. She turns to Dom, who’s had a hungry look on his face the last ten minutes while Jenna and I were making out.
She seems more confident approaching Dom, kneeling on the couch next to him. I can’t wait to see her tongue out on her knees between us. A wanton, needy mess.
My dick is hard in my pants.
Dom’s hands cup her jaw, and he pulls her towards him and starts devouring her like he’s a man starved. Which I guess he has been. I mean, I’ve seen him at the Club, so I know he has gotten laid recently, but it seems he’s had a thing for Jenna for a while. The hunger is clear in the way he’s taking over her mouth.
Jenna moves closer and surprises all of us by swinging her leg over and sitting on Dom’s lap. They stop, both taking a breath. If they think I’m going to stop this, they’re completely wrong.
“Don’t stop on my account, gorgeous,” I say. I pick up my glass of wine off the table and raise my glass.
Jenna takes that as the green light she was looking at me to give her and goes back to kissing Dom.
I want to rub my cock, because watching these two together is way more explosive than anything else I’ve seen, and I’ve seen lots of people having sex. But sex is out tonight, and we’re both respecting Jenna’s wishes on that. So that means my dick is staying put. God, I’m going to need a shower when they leave. Of course, that’s as long as I don’t cum in my pants first. But these two have been fighting ‘this,’ and I’m glad I’m around to join the fun.
My phone buzzes in my pocket, and I see the food we ordered has arrived.
“I’ll be back in a minute. Our food’s being delivered to security at the gate.”
“Already?” Jenna whispers with a smile.
I kiss her forehead before heading into the house.
Iwalk in and am halfway through, taking my shoes off when the door opens. I have two security guards on-site at all times. One monitors the gate, and one is in the summerhouse at the back of the property. These guys have been with me for three years, ever since someone tried to break into my property in the middle of the night. My piece of shit dad hired someone to break in. This is the longest time we’ve gone with no drama, and I’m hoping my family has finally got the hint.
He hands me the two large brown paper bags.
“You guys all in for the night?”
“No, Jenna and Dom will be leaving later,” I say, kicking the last remaining shoe to the side. Not that I want them to leave.
He smiles at me.
“We’re going at a different pace,” I say.
“Good. Let me know when the place needs to be locked down.” He says before leaving and closing the door behind himself.
I put the food in the warmer and take the stairs that come out into the kitchen and up toward my bedroom. I grab a pair of sweats from my closet and take off the T-shirt I’ve been in all day. This is better. This is more comfortable. My hard-on now has a bit more room not to be quite so squished. I’m not sure if this is a good thing now.
I walk downstairs and see Dom standing in the kitchen, his phone in hand.
“There you are,” he says, putting his phone back in his back pocket.
“I needed to change.” I pass Dom some plates and things from the cupboards, and we head outside to Jenna. She’s cleaned up her face, and I smile. I can’t wait to see that lipstick around my cock. My cock twitches in my sweats.
I know I’m only this horny because Jenna has said no. I’ve never not taken something when I’ve wanted it, especially where sex is involved. I notice Jenna has kicked off her heels, and we all want to get a lot more comfortable.
“You’re back,” she smiles. “I like this view a lot.” Her smile broadens as her eyes move over my body.
“Glad you like the view,” I wink.
We all grab some food, and I’m glad to see Jenna isn’t one of those girls in this city that thinks a smoothie is an acceptable meal. I love all her curves and soft bits I’ve felt when my hands have roamed over her body.
Iwake up, and the sun is shining where I didn’t completely shut my curtains last night. I open one eye and see the clock on the bedside table telling me it’s eight in the morning. It’s been a while since I slept in this late or even slept a whole ass fucking night.
