Page 42 of Secrets We Keep
“Our girl is needy,” Dom says as he lines his cock up with her pussy that’s glistening with need. I watch as he grabs hold of her hands, moves them above her head, and slowly pushes inside her.
That look on her face, I want to see that look every day for the rest of my life. “You like the feel of his big, hard dick inside you, babe?” I say as I move to lie on the bed next to her. My hand finds its way to her mouth as I run my thumb over her bottom lip. A small gasp escaped from her.
She smiles, looking between the both of us. Her breathing has changed, her arousal obvious to anyone looking at her.
“Imagine how good it’s going to feel between both of us,” I whisper into her ear. She bites down on my thumb. I need to be inside her.
Dom builds up from the slow thrusts he’s been using, and they’re both building up a sweat.
“Fuck! That feels so good, Dominic.” The skin between her breasts is slick with sweat, and it’s taking everything in me not to lick between the curve of her breasts.
Dominic tightened his grip on her wrists, and if I weren’t so in tune with watching her, I’d have missed the smile that flashed on her face as his grip tightened. “You like it rough, babe?” I say.
He must have seen the same look I saw. Dom groans his approval, and I’ve seen that look before. He’s about to push them both over the cliff. I’ve seen Dom in the public playroom at Hidden Secrets, but I’ve never seen him this out of control. I mean that in the best way. He’s in ‘Dom-Mode’ now, and Jenna is going to love every fucking minute.
“Yeah, I like hard and fast sometimes. Dark and dirty. If one of you wanted to give me a hand necklace, even better.”
“Fuck Jenna, I can’t wait to be balls-deep inside you,” I whisper as I kiss her neck.
Dominic deepens his thrusts, upping the tempo more with every thrust.
Her moans of approval are the only sounds in the room. That and the slap of their bodies as his body collides with hers.
“Come for Dominic, babe.” I pull her eyes away from Dominic, forcing her face to look at me.
Dominic moves his hands from her wrists, grabbing her perfectly round ass.
He digs his fingers into her, taking her harder and harder. “Come for me, Princess, let me hear you sing.”
A howl and panting leave her body minutes later, her breathing once again ragged. I kiss her, eating up the last of her moans and whimpers.
He pulls out of her and kisses her forehead before heading to the ensuite bathroom.
Jenna looks so content as she lies on my bed. I don’t want to disturb her. I don’t want her to be overwhelmed. I lay on my side, propping myself up on my elbow, needing to touch her. I need to have some connection with her. Dom would feel the same if our roles were reversed and I’d been the one to fuck her. Her skin pebbles under my touch as my finger traces her skin in small circles. I want to know intimately about every inch of her body, every little crevice, every freckle, every dip. She’s ours now, and I won’t let anything come between us. The bed bounces, and I look up to see Dom watching me with a content look of approval. He knows I don’t need it, but I appreciate it all the same.
“Hey,” she smiles at him.
“Hey,” He smiles back at her, his hand going to her face.
She pulls away from my touch and climbs on top of him, straddling him.
“Is this okay?” She looks a little nervous. Dominic and I need to make her more comfortable taking what she wants when we’re not at the club.
“Absolutely, Princess.” He runs his hands up her back.
“I never thought I’d like that nickname, but I really do.”
“Well, good. I’ll make sure you hear it every day.”
They both share a look before looking my way.
“Princess, I can feel how wet you still are. Why don’t you go over to Reid? His cock looks like he wants to get to know you.”
She laughs, kissing him hard on the lips. Her hungry eyes move to me as she crawls across the bed.
My hand goes to my dick on instinct, and I start stroking it. I expect her to straddle me like she did to Dominic, but she doesn't. She kisses my lips before putting her hand over my own and stopping the idle strokes of my cock.
“I want your hands on me.”
