Page 161 of Secret Obsession
She makes a noise in the back of her throat, then glances over her shoulder at me. “For what?”
“For making you sing.”
I inch forward, then draw back.
Torture—for both of us.
She scowls at me. “If I show you gratitude, you’ll do something like this again.”
My eyebrows lift. “Will I?”
“Yes. Oh, fuck—”
I fully seat myself inside her. But I don’t stay still. I pull all the way out and drag my wet cock higher. I spit on her asshole, and she lurches. Well, she tries to get away from me.
I tsk at her, not giving her time to think before I’m pushing past her barriers. Her muscles grip me harder than her cunt, and I let out a hiss. I spit again, and I slide in deeper.
“Holy fuck, Miles,” she cries.
“Just relax, wild girl,” I murmur, stroking her side. I lean over her and reach around her leg, my fingers finding her slippery clit. I rub it and fuck her ass, ignoring her groans that seem borderline pain. The pleasure is there, waiting for her.
When she comes, I wrap my other arm around her abdomen and keep her upright. It’s the only thing that stops her from falling face-first into the door, her whole body trembling. I wait for it to stop, my fingers light on her clit, and then pull back slightly. My grip on her hip tightens.
“Hold on.” That’s the only warning I give before I begin to move.Hard. I chase my own high and take out a little of my annoyance that I agreed to put her in my friend’s jersey, by fucking her so hard, she’ll feel me in her ass for a week.
But fuck if she doesn’t push back at me, meeting my thrusts head-on.
I wrap my fingers around her short hair, tugging her head back.
“Fuck, baby,” I groan.
She stiffens—and I fucking realize my mistake.
The one where my brother calls her baby.
You know what? We’re eradicating that.
“Whose dick is fucking your asshole?” I bark, yanking her head back farther.
“Yours.”
“Who am I?”
“M-Miles.”
I growl.
“Stop it,” she whimpers.
“Who do you think of when I call you baby?” I breathe in her ear. I slide my hand from her hair around to her throat. My fingers catch her hummingbird pulse, and I relish how fast her heart is beating. “Tell me as I’m taking your sweet ass,who’s on your mind, baby?”
“You.”
“Good girl.” I kiss her jaw.
I resume fucking her—but I don’t last long. Not with the noises she’s making. I explode inside her, and I stay there until my dick loses some of its hardness. I slowly draw the back of her jersey down and her leggings up over her hips. She straightens and spins around, immediately grabbing my face.
Her lips land on mine, and my heart lurches.
