Page 36 of The Secret
“Sounds good to me,” I mumble, starting to kiss down his chest, but his hand tightens in my hair.
“Liss.”
I blink up at him. “What?”
His eyes slide to the side. “I’m serious about this.”
When his eyes come back to mine, I say, “I understand. You want to be in control in bed. In case you didn’t realize it, last night was good for me too. I’m down with that. Can’t say I won’t fight you sometimes, though.”
He closes his eyes. “I like the resistance,” he says, sotto-voiced.
I grin. “Don’t be shy about it,” I say, leaning forward to kiss him as his eyes pop open. “I like resisting, and last night was amazing.”
He groans, hand tightening in my hair. “For me too. God … the playing with you … so fucking hot.”
Never has a guy been so honest with me about what he wants.
“I’m not sure how much I want to dominate. I’ve never been with anyone …” He lowers his voice as my eyebrows rise. “Someone who was prepared … who responds like you … I …”
“We can have some words for when it’s more than I can stand,” I say.
“I don’t want to be an asshole.” He slides a hand down my side to my butt. “You’re not sore?”
I laugh. “In all the right places,” I whisper into his mouth, and his fingers tense but then he releases my hair as I restart my journey down his chest.Placated for now.
“If you don’t like something I do, tell me. I don’t want to step over the line,” he adds, watching as my lips trail over his abdomen. He lets out a warning growl, and my lips curl, shifting down to take the tip of him in my mouth and trailing my tongue over his saltiness. His hips come off the bed on a sharp snap, so I sink right down, taking him to the back of my throat.
“Oh God, oh God, that’s perfect,” he groans, hands in my hair again holding me tightly so he can see what I’m doing as his pelvis gives an involuntary stutter forward.
“Holy shit,so good.”
I tighten my teeth around his length, and his mouth falls open as his hold on my curls tightens painfully. “Let me play for a bit,” I say, but all this gets me is a glower, and I grin. “Not to tease, just to enjoy tasting you.”
“Okay,” he grunts grudgingly, fingers easing.
“Watch,” I whisper as I roll my tongue over his tip, pushing his thighs apart on the white sheets and stroking his balls, the sensitive skin behind his cock.
“Oh, yes! Jesus,” he gasps, head tipping back on the headboard, eyes closing.
“Watch me, Dan.” His head snaps up, eyes hot and fierce. “I want to see you come. Last night you were behind me,” I hum, letting all I’m feeling about him being here bubble up through me and out.
“Okay.” He nods, swallowing hard. Not looking away. His chest rises and falls as his breath gusts, fists clenched by his sides. I sink down on him, and he lets out a long groan.
“Fuck. I cannot stay quiet,” he says, eyes wild, and he groans again as I inch my lips back up his length. I keep up the tortuously slow pace until his hips are lifting off the bed every time I slide back up, like he can’t bear to be out of my mouth. He is groaning loudly through each thrust, his hands everywhere: My scalp to hold me, the sheets, his hair, the pillow, clenched by his side. Never taking his eyes off me.
“Oh God, look at you,” he grits out.
I pull off to admire his gleaming wet cock. “Look atyou,” I say, grinning. The dark red color reminds me of ripe plums, and it moves in the morning air with his pulse, quivering as I rub him all over with my thumb, suckling his tip and sliding all around it, wet and slippery as I play with his foreskin.
His jaw clenches. “I want to come in your mouth,” he grinds out, and I nod. I’m down with that. I’m red hot just from watching him. He thrusts up, groaning loudly. My fingers explore down to his base to find his balls tucked up tight.He’s close.
Then he holds my head firmly and rocks his pelvis, faster now, against my teeth and lips, hitting the back of my throat. The lines etched into his face are almost cruel.
“Oh yes, Liss, so good. Too good. Fucking hell. Oh … Oh …God. Oh … Oh …I’m coming.”
He starts to jerk in my mouth, and I swallow and swallow as he thrusts, making an unreal noise as I hold him, playing and sucking every last drop. He shudders and shudders, pushing his ass up on a groan. I shift my hips restlessly as he collapses back, and I nuzzle his cock, licking him clean. He jerks, moaning each time I touch his tip.
A ridiculous sense of pride burns through me as I sit back on my knees and take in his big body sprawled on the sheets, sweat sticking his hair to his forehead. His chest is heaving, eyes closed and face pale behind the pink tinge high on his cheeks. I crawl up the bed to tuck into his left side, and he wraps a shaking arm around me. I fling a thigh over the sprawl of his legs.
