Page 52 of The Secret's Out

She may be comin’ into her minx side, but she was still as shy as anything, which was the cutest thing.

Looking to Caden, he winked and smiled. When she grabbed my hand on her leg, I turned back to Josie as she slowly slid my hand up her thigh. My heart beat fast as she slid it up under her skirt to her hot mound.

Surprise flickered over my features before I smiled wickedly at her and rubbed up and down. She hummed in response and I asked, “This what you need, babe, my hand on you?”

“Yes, please,” she begged, her eyes half-mast.

Screw that, I wanted nothing between my hand and her pussy. “Sweetheart, lift your arse up, I wanna feel how wet and needy your pussy is with nothing between us.”

Again, I was surprised she did lift up her arse, leaning her hands back against the armrest. With both my hands, I slid her panties down and threw them over to Pick. He grabbed them outta the air and smelled them.

“Fuck yeah.” He groaned.

Christ, even I was turned on seeing him do it and so was Josie, by the sweet sexy look on her face, a look full of desire. However, soon her eyes were back to me when my hand was under her skirt again, running up and down her entrance.

“Eli,” she sighed.

“Lean back a bit, babe.” She did and I slid two fingers inside of her, causing her back to arch and a moan to leave her sweet lips. “So fuckin’ hot,” I growled. “Lift your arse up, Josie, use your legs and fuck yourself with my fingers.” Licking her lips, she lifted and went down on my fingers, then up again and again.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she cried, she was so close to comin’ already.

Fortunately, I heard the keys in the lock and I was able to sit Josie back up on legs, her skirt covering her lap before Simone came striding into the living room.

Simone stopped at the end of the couch, Josie had her back to her. She stood there smiling with her hands on her hips. “Hey, ya’ll what’s going on?”

Josie cleared her throat. “N-nothing,” she stuttered. Then, as Simone went on to talk about her night with her new man and all about the movie they went to see, I glided my fingers up under Josie’s legs. She tried to stop me, pressing her leg down on my hand, but I wasn’t havin’ it. My girl wanted her release. She was gonna get it and learn how to be sneaky around people so she could still get what she wanted.

Lifting her legs up, so her knees were bent again, I leaned forward so there was no gap between us. Easy access. Her pussy was ready for the takin’ and I did. I watched Josie as she bit her bottom lip and slightly shook her head as I slid two fingers into her slick pussy. My thumb ran over her clit and she bit down on her bottom lip harder.

Our poor girl wanted to come and hard.

“Simone, you got a sec to show me the coffee maker in the kitchen?” Caden asked.

Simone looked around suspiciously with narrowed eyes. “Sure,” she said and then thank fuck left.

“I’ll keep her in there.” Caden laughed.

“Thanks, brother, won’t take long. Our girl is primed and ready.” And I was so fuckin’ hard.

As soon as I heard him talkin’ to Simone, I wrapped my arm around Josie’s back. Her head turned to me. She glared, but that left her face as soon as I touched my lips to hers and kissed the fuck outta her. Thumbing her clit and pumping my fingers into her heat, she moaned against my lips. It didn't take long before her walls clamped down on my fingers as she came quietly.

Withdrawing my fingers, I pulled them from under her skirt and licked them. Josie watched me, then melted against me, her arms going around my neck.

“What about you?” she asked in a soft voice.

“Don’t worry about it. We’ll deal with that tonight...my turn in your bed.”

Moving back, she made my day by givin’ me a big smile and sayin’, “I can’t wait.”

Neither could I, but seriously I was gonna have’ta rub one off before my dick and balls dropped off from all the blood that flowed into it. “Babe, you better go see your girl before she gets suspicious.”

She gave me one last lingering kiss before she got up and went into the kitchen. I bolted for the bathroom. As soon as the door was closed, I leaned with one hand against the vanity and tugged my pants down. Next I had my dick in my palm jerkin’ off, thinkin’ of how hot our girl was when she came.

So I didn’t hear the bathroom door open or Pick slip in until he cleared his throat. I let out a strangled cry and turned. “Fuckin’ hell, Pick,” I hissed.

He gestured with his chin to my junk. “Need a hand with that?”

My head jerked back, sending pain down my neck. “What?” I breathed.

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