Page 90 of The Secret
A ping reaches through the haze, and I drag myself away from her warm skin, sucking in a deep breath as I shuffle us around and into the elevator. Her hands are up my shirt, down into my pants.
“Hold on, hold on …Jesus.”
Cool fingers circle my cock as she moans, and a shudder runs through my body:too fucking good. What are even we doing?
Her thumb drifts over my tip and my eyes roll into the back of my head. I’m half hoping no one sees us, half hoping she finishes me off here. Her mouth is open and messy against mine, my hand in her hair tensing and releasing as she strokes me up and down. I pull my hips away with a groan, and she groans too.
“Shhh, shhh. I’ll come too fast if you do that.” I nuzzle her cheek, trying to slow this down, but it’s a fruitless exercise.
The elevator shudders to a halt, and we stumble out into the dimly lit hallway. I herd her down the corridor, grinding against her ass, pinning her to the wall by the battered door to her apartment.Here.Right now.
“Key!” I bark out, voice hoarse, but her fingers scrabble at my ass with one hand as she latches on to the front of my jeans again, so I grit my teeth and I pull back, unsteady. She looks like some kind of water nymph, hair falling all over her face, in a halo from my fingers, mouth pink and wet and swollen.The most important thing in my life, right here.I sway on my feet, adrenaline still coursing through me from the guy in the café and running away, but it’s fading now. Why am I so fucking hot? I shift my cock trying to make myself more comfortable, and her eyes pop open to fix hazily on mine as her hand fumbles in her pocket, pulling out the keys with a triumphant half smile. I snatch them, slot them into the battered lock and turn.
As soon as the door swings open, I crowd her into the wall in the hallway, kicking the door shut with my foot. We are fucking right here, right now. I push her coat off her shoulders, sinking my teeth into her collarbone as I pin both her hands on either side of her head and I grind my aching cock into her hip. Under her jacket, she’s wearing a short skirt and a tight T-shirt which leave nothing to the imagination, and I want to stare and stare at the lace of her bra and the swell of her breasts.
“Dan,” she gasps, winding a leg around my calf, pressing her heat into me. Then she nips my lip, and I lick the sting before licking along her lips, biting back. She shifts in tiny little movements, and my pelvis is on fire, making me rough and desperate. I pull my hips back and she groans, but I fist my hands in her skirt, and it gives easily as I shove it up to her waist, tugging at her underwear. Her hands take over from mine, wiggling to push her panties all the way off as I take her mouth again in a bruising kiss.
“Fuck. Liss. Get them off,” I growl, lifting a foot to stamp on the panties halfway down her calves and kicking them across the floor. My cock throbs as I undo myself, fumbling my pants and boxers down my hips, her hands scrabbling alongside mine. Then she moans, wrapping her hand around my length and caressing me reverently, cupping my balls as her fingers stroke gently behind.God, that’s good.
“Liss.” Her name slips out raw and hoarse.
“Yes,” she hisses, winding her leg around my hip as I grip my length, pushing forward, and totally lacking in finesse as I probe. The feel of her wet folds against the tip of my cock,oh my God. My eyes roll back in my head as I tip back and stare at the stark white ceiling. The clench of her sends tingles all the way down my legs.So wet and warm.Nothing is like this. For the life of me, I can’t make any coordinated movement, and my head snaps back down, my lips an erratic trail across her cheek.
“You ready to be fucked hard?” I mumble, sinking my teeth into her earlobe, the desire to pin her down running sharp and hot.
She whimpers, so I ease forward, canting my hips to find the right place and the right angle, moving my fingers on her as I push: It’s not the most sophisticated caress in the world, but her head thunks back against the wall. Glancing down, my eyes snag on her nipples, hard peaks through her top.I need to… I drag my hand up, pushing the soft fabric and her lace bra up around her collarbone, squeezing her breast. The solid weight of her is so good in my palm, and I bend my head and roll my tongue over her nipple, pulling back to look at the wetness from my mouth.Mine. Mine. Mine.
“Dan,” she chokes out as I press on her clit, feeling it swell under my thumb. “Oh God. Oh God.”
She’s close?So fast. It’s in her gasps, and how she’s trembling against me, the wetness all over my fingers. I thrust forward, burying myself to the hilt, pinning her to the wall and thumping her tailbone into the plaster brutally. But before I can ask her if she’s okay, she moans, hands fluttering like she doesn’t know what to hold on to.Fuck, yeah. I pull back and slam in hard.
“Oh, oh, oh.”
It’s so easy, it’salwaysso easy, so I let loose. I’ve never been this rough, but I’m wound up and feeling as territorial as fuck: a potent brew roiling through me. Another guy holding her hand?Fuck. That.Her breath catches in her throat in anticipation of each thrust, and her fingers dig into me, leg gripping my hip and thigh like a vice. Is this good for her? I dance all over her clit applying just the right amount of pressure.
“You going to come for me here, hard against this wall, all over my fingers?” I whisper, licking her mouth as her exhale gusts short and sharp across my face. I flick her clit a couple of times and she strains against me, trying to arch.No way.I nuzzle her cheek.Take it, Liss. I want in deeper. I slide my free hand under her ass and lift her and she winds her other leg around my hip giving me her weight as I push and grind all over her, sliding in farther.Oh, Jesus.Hot. Wet.Everything is a red haze. The tightening, telltale tingles run down my cock into the base of my spine and my crotch.
I groan into her mouth.
“Yes, Dan, yes I …” I pull out and thrust back in, and a strange noise which sounds like nothing I’ve ever heard before leaks out of her throat.
“You like being pinned and fucked, don’t you?” I mumble, lungs constricting my chest. I’m trying desperately to hold off, to let her come, but I’m riding a dangerous edge. I rub her clit again, and she lets out a long wail right in my ear as her walls clamp down.
“Oh, Dan, I’m … please … no … more … Oh yes. Oh yes.”
Suddenly she’s shuddering against my body, contracting around my length like a vice.Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I can’t … I just can’t … I tip into oblivion, thrusting deep as my cock jerks and I empty myself into her, breath coming out in a wheeze over her cheek.
Sounds come back slowly. The distant rumble of traffic on a nearby street, vague footsteps from the apartment next door. Can I move?I need to get us both to a bed. I shift both hands under her butt to find a better hold, and she collapses into my shoulder, winding tightly around me, soft curls tickling my chin as I head down the corridor and shoulder into her bedroom. I tip forward and fall with her onto the covers, still hard inside her as my mouth smears across her face and she tenses her muscles around my cock, making shivers run down my legs.
“Stop that,” I say, as she licks my neck, giggling. Fucking giggling. I need the bathroom and I want to get her sorted out. I pull out and shift up onto my knees as I examine her face, eyes still closed as she pouts, so I lean in and kiss the tip of her nose.
“You okay?” I say.
She nods.
“Not too rough?”
Her lips curl up, and her eyes open to fix softly on mine. She shakes her head.
