Page 23 of Better Left Unsaid

His gaze lowered, and the corner of his lips tugged up. “You lied. You’re not wet. You’re fucking soaked. And your clit is swollen. No wonder why you came in here. You were aching for me. You want me to soothe it and make you feel better?”

My eyes fluttered closed as I breathed through the anticipation of the finger he was dancing around my center, toying with me.

He slid one of his fingers inside me, his thumb caressing my clit, making me desperate for more. I didn’t think I’d get over how anticlimactic it was to feel his finger stretching me out after knowing what it felt like for his cock to do it. “You’re so slick with wetness. I wish I could fuck you right here and watch you hop off this counter with my desire dripping down your legs.”

Shit, that’s sinfully hot.

“More,” I begged, flexing my pelvis as I tried to coax him to add another one. I was really hoping it would do it, that it would be what I needed for my body to surrender to him and have its release.

One of his hands roamed up my thigh, squeezing the top of it, while he added not one but two more fingers inside me.All right, three fingers. That should do the trick. I should be able to—“Ohhh,” I moaned aloud, the sound escaping my mouth before I could even think twice about it.So much for being quiet.But, in my defense, he was reaching so high, it felt so good.

Dom took his other hand and quickly covered my mouth. Meanwhile, his fingers never stopped pumping and then curling up, making more pleasure build up in me than I could’ve ever imagined.

And he knew it, too, because he smiled from ear to ear, the cocky bastard. Honestly, he could be as cocky as he wanted as long as he made me orgasm. It was like the more he insisted on trying to make it happen, the more of a challenge he saw it as, the moreIwanted it, and I was like a dog with a bone when I wanted something.

“Damn it. Watching my fingers disappear inside you. . . that beautiful pussy of yours devouring my fingers is making me want to unzip my pants and fuck you right here, right now.”

I threw my head back and looked up, my eyelids heavy. That was a good sign, right? “Your fingers feel so good.” Then I forced my eyes open. “Hey, do you think that dirty talk is what will send me over the edge? I seem to really like it. You’ve amped up on it, and I have to say—”

He scowled, his eyes narrowing. He must have thought I was taking myself out of the moment and overthinking things. And he wouldn’t have been wrong.

“You should see what I’m seeing. This moment will forever be emblazoned on my brain—you stretched around my fingers. It’s a sight to behold.” As he curled his fingers, I mewled, and his hand tightened over my mouth. “I’m going to have to swallow those cries of yours with my mouth. Otherwise, everyone is going to know that you’re in here with me, and I don’t think they’re going to assume we’re just talking.”

It felt entirely naughty to sneak around like this—in my father’s house of all places—but it turned out that being naughty was dangerously fun.

Until the doorknob shook, and I grew rigid, making Dom’s head snap up. “What now?” he questioned, his nostrils flaring as I pointed to the door.

“Dom, you coming out anytime soon? Other people have to use the bathroom,” Knox said, his voice recognizable to me at this point.

I stifled a laugh because I could only imagine what everyone thought happened to Dom. How long had we been gone for? “They must have thought you fell in,” I whispered, chuckling to myself.

He scowled. Okay, he was not a happy camper.

“What was that?” Knox asked.

“There are other bathrooms in this house, go use one of those,” Dom answered, his voice booming as he stood his ground.You tell him, Dom.No one was getting in here anytime soon.

I tapped his shoulder and pointed to his hand, which was still currently missing three fingers, all of which were squarely inside me. Turned out it wasn’t comfortable to have them just sit up there without moving or teasing. Honestly, at this point, it was just a pain. Mood was officially killed, by the way. Forget six feet under, it was buried even further down than that.

He slid them out as Knox huffed. “Shit, what are you doing in there anyway? You and Maria just disappeared.”

I went to gasp, my mouth forming an O, but Dom covered it with his hand to stop me. “Interesting. Well, I obviously have no idea where Maria is,” Dom said.

“Didn’t say you did,” Knox replied, confusion evident in his voice.

I flicked Dom’s arm, and he backed up, placing a hand on it. “What the hell was that for?” he asked once it was obvious Knox was gone thanks to each footstep we heard getting further and further away.

“Do you think he suspects anything?” I asked, hoping the answer was no. I didn’t think he did, but needed confirmation from him.

He crossed his arms. “Do I think he thought I was in here finger fucking you? No, no, I do not. I do, however, think someone is going to make a joke about a laxative when I get out there.”

I smacked my lips together and laughed. “Ten bucks says it’s Bianca.”

“My money is on Allie.”

“Oh, you are so on!”

He uncrossed his arms, lifted my panties from the floor, and held them out on his index finger for me to take.

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