Page 59 of Vicious Secrets
“You look so fucking hot under me. You take my cock like the queen that you are.”
Robyn whimpers and curls her fingers tighter.
Holding my weight off of her by balancing on one forearm, I slide my other arm under her back and grab onto her shoulder to hold her in place as I thrust into her. Robyn moans and throws her head back, giving me space to dive in. I nip and kiss along the delicate skin of her neck. But trying to do too many things at once risks overpowering the forces that keep my aversion at bay.
I’d briefly considered using a condom. I never bought any because there are a million options. Do I have a latex allergy? Fuck if I know, and I’d rather find out any other way. Knowing that unprotected sex isn’t going to result in any surprises only further encouraged me not to buy them.
I press my face into the crook of her neck. “You’re always so wet for me. Is this what you want? You want me to fuck your tight pussy?”
Robyn shudders beneath me. “Yes. Take what you need, Siro.”
Try as I might, the thrusts of my hips don’t speed up. I fuck into her in steady strokes that wouldn’t be considered slow if it weren’t for how hard I fingered her a moment ago.
“You’re all that I need, babe.” My lips drag over her skin as I speak. Tension coils in my hips, and my balls tighten. But I’m not at the edge.
Shifting up, I press my mouth to hers. As greedy as always, Robyn takes the lead and kisses me back. She latches to my mouth like she’s trying to dissolve a sugar cube. Our tongues tangle, then she nips at my lips, then she’s back to devouring me and swallowing my moans as I get closer and closer to cumming.
“Fuck, I’m close. Can I cum in you?”
“Please, Siro. Please.”
My mind goes blank, and the moan that comes out of my mouth is unhinged. Finally, my pace increases. Her pebbled nipples rub my chest when the clash of our hips knocks her breasts free of the dress. I return my head to her neck and tighten my grip on her shoulder as I fuck her with wild abandon.
Tension floods from my body as I cum with another feral moan. I’m numb and on fire all at once. My limbs jerk helplessly as my cum drains inside of her. I gag on my own tongue as the freight train that is my orgasm hits me with another mile of cars.
A chill of awareness runs down my back. I want nothing more than to be held right now. I can’t explain why. Or where this is coming from.
“Touch me. Please, Robyn.” My voice is choppy and doesn’t sound like my own.
Robyn hugs me tight. She runs her fingers through my hair.
“I won’t let go, Siro.”
Robyn’s safe in my arms, and I’m safe in hers. Forever.
“I love you,” I say between breaths.
“I love you too.”
Chapter 18
Robyn
Themorningafterourdate, Siro’s phone wakes us several times.
“Who is it?” I mumble when his phone buzzes for the fourth time.
He groans against my neck before he rolls away to retrieve it. “The first two were Renzo. Now it’s Vi.”
I sit up and turn to face him as he answers the call.
“Yes?” Siro’s upper lip twitches, and his upper body sags against the bed as Vi talks. “Are you calling me for condolences? Because all I have are good riddances. And don’t tell me the feeling’s not mutual.”
I snort and snap a hand over my mouth to stifle my laugh. Siro’s gaze runs along my body to my face. His brows raise along with one corner of his lips. There’s a twinkle of amusement in his eyes.
“Fuck, he called me two times last night and again this morning. No, no voicemails. Tiff’s alright, though?” Siro rises out of bed and runs a hand through his hair as he walks into the bathroom. His voice grows distant, “Good, I’ll send Fabi to pick her up and bring her to my place. Call Alic, but don’t let him interrogate her. The last thing she needs is her words dissected.”
Climbing out of bed takes me a moment. I’m not hungover per se, but my brain does feel like it’s sloshing around inside my skull with every movement. Putting together a suit for him, I take the items into the bathroom and hang them on the wall hook on Siro’s side of the sinks.
