Page 127 of Secrets, Lies and Love

“Rest your hands on the bed. I don’t want you to get hurt.”

She obeys, and with both thumbs, I separate the lips of her sex.

Without giving her time for another thought, I cover her pussy with my mouth. My tongue licks the entire length soaked with her fluids.

I devour her like a desperate man deprived of his favorite food, and I feel every nerve ending in her vibrate to meet me.

The first attack is voracious, thirsty, aimed at my own pleasure. I want to swallow her whole, and I give her no option but to give it all to me.

Her orgasm comes quickly, strong, eager. Her sighs are interspersed with gasps of satisfaction.

I slow down, my tongue seducing her, using my teeth to scratch her hard clit, my lips sucking the knot of nerves. I’m on a mission that isn’t just about making her come. I’m determined now to remind her that she’s mine, that she will always be mine.

I don’t just suck it. I take possession of her sweet pussy. I eat, taste, lick, fuck her with tongue and fingers.

I sense the urgency building in her. The need to reach climax. I stop when she’s too close and smile against her sex when I hear her sigh of frustration.

“More,” she asks.

“Tell me you are mine.”

“This is blackmail.”

“No. We are negotiating. I make you come until you pass out from exhaustion. You never keep me out of your life again. Never doubt our love again. How crazy I am about you.”

“You have me in your hands right now. I would agree to anything you asked. It would not be a valid contract.”

I start tormenting her with my mouth again. Her breath quickens. She’s almost there, and then I stop again.

“I’m yours. Yes, it is a valid contract,” she says, holding my head so that I don’t move my mouth from where it needs to be. “Not because I want to come but because I love you, Dionysus. I have always loved you.”

The confession is what I wanted, but I wasn’t ready for how much it would shake me up to hear it.

I’m the one who’s crazy right now, and I need everything.

“Don’t scream,” I warn. “The medical team is in the next room.”

“Why would I scream? Ohh . . .”

I moan as I suck on her shiny clit with lust. I stick two fingers into her, fucking her until she starts to thrust her hips, trying to get more.

I don’t stop this time because seeing Cecily so out of control drives me crazy too.

I take everything from her and give it in equal measure.

I’m home again. In her, inside her, with her.

Cecily is my shelter, my home. Mine.

She bites her own arm to keep from screaming when she finally hands me her honey.

I stand up and pull her to me.

“Promise the same,” she asks. “Tell me you’ll never send me away again.”

“Never,agape mou.?* Neither of us are going anywhere.”

One month later

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