Page 76 of Secrets, Lies and Love

“No. Go find someone else. I’ll go do that too. This is just sex.”

He steals my breath, melting his mouth on mine, swallowing my moans, dominating my body, and without my authorization, taking over my heart.

Dionysus is so strong that he only needs one hand to hold me down, his arm across my back, penetrating me without stopping or allowing me to look away from him.

He lowers his head, sucking my nipple, knowing exactly what to do to drive me crazy.

“Harder.”

“I’m going to hurt you.”

“I’m desperate for you. Give me everything.”

“Hold on to me.”

Even though we’ve made love in every way, he now seems like a barbarian, as if he wants to mark me, prove that I belong to him.

I squeeze my thighs even tighter around him, crossing them behind his back, and that’s all the preparation I get before he starts pumping violently.

He moves his hips in an uninterrupted cadence, and each time he penetrates me, his hairs brush against my clit, making the stimulation even more intense.

“Oh . . .”

“Didn’t you want everything, Cecily?”

“With you, I want everything because you are mine, Dionysus. Mine.”

I convulse in his arms as I am hit with several sensations at the same time: desire, fulfillment, and worst of all, the certainty that I will never experience anything that compares to this again.

He takes me at an animalistic pace, and I ask for more. I reach orgasm, once, twice, and he doesn’t stop, tireless. Sinking and withdrawing. In and out, until my body knows nothing other than this perfect dance.

I hold his face, giving up on hiding. Just for today, I will allow myself to be foolish.

It’s affection now, much more so than sex. It’s passion, much more so than desire.

I kiss his mouth slowly, feeling a new climax approaching as he swells inside me. “I want to drink you.”

“Fuck, Cecily.”

“Please.”

He bends his body and pounds hard, only stopping when I scream, surrendering to a new orgasm.

Then he kisses my forehead, slowly puts me on the floor, and pushes my shoulders down, making me kneel. “Open your mouth.”

I have already taken him, but in a long and slow lesson. Right now, I’m out of control. I want to pull him into my abyss. I want to swallow him whole. Devour him.

His cock is rigid, swollen, in front of my face, and the world stops spinning.

There’s only him. The two of us, lost in our secret universe.

He is my man, but he is also a sin.

He is my shelter but also the forbidden one.

My lips wrap around his thick shaft, and desire overrides any shame. I pull him towards me, and looking at him, I lick the swollen head.

Dionysus holds my face. “Open your mouth and suck. Take everything as I taught you. I want to see my cum dripping from your lips.”

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