Page 40 of Hush, Hush

“Do you want me to wear a condom? Or should we get started on this legacy we’re building?”

I lift my brows, taken aback by his question. However, the full force of his eyes turns me upside down. He slips his hands to my hips, massaging me there, lulling me into a state of complete calm and serenity. “I’m all in,” I tell him.

The groan that rumbles from his chest pebbles my nipples. Leaning me backward, he moves the crotch of my panties aside and slips a finger past the barrier. I drop my head back, letting him work me up until I’m moving with him. “God, you’re so sexy.” With his free hand, he reaches to move the cup of my bra out of the way. Sucking my nipple into his mouth, he flicks his tongue over the very tip until I’m sighing his name.

When I start moving with him, he hooks his finger inside me, and I cry out at the pinch of pleasure. In the next instant, he’s pulled his finger from me, yanked my panties down, and is hovering over me on the bed. The head of his cock rests on my stomach as he leans down to kiss me. I sneak my hand between us, rubbing the head of his dick. “Fuuuck,” he moans.

Propping me up, he reaches behind my back and manages to unclasp my bra. I help him remove it before he’s crushing his body to mine, laying out over me as his cock aligns with my entrance.

“Is this okay?” he asks roughly.

He nudges my opening and just that slight sensation has me arching my back. I’m under no illusion that my first time will be sunshine and rainbows. However, I’m willing to practice until it is. “Yes,” I promise. “Please.”

Carefully, he shifts forward until the head of his dick penetrates. I bite my lip, waiting for the awful part. He asks if I’m okay before each push. I’m so turned on that even though I can feel him, it’s not uncomfortable. Just before he’s fully seated, however, I feel a slight pinch that makes me take a harsh breath in.

He falters, but I grind out, “Don’t stop.”

He makes the final push, keeping his hips still while I get used to him. “Holy shit, Dee.” He breathes out, his hot breath caressing my cheek.

So much for fucking me like he said. The fact that he can be this careful proves to me how far Keegan Forbes has come.

I wrap my arms around him, reaching up his back while still trying to get used to the feeling of fullness. My hands work up his spine, trailing my fingertips along his muscles. I lift my hips gingerly, and he groans. He follows my lead, not urging me to move faster but going at my pace. The pinching feeling stays for a little while but eventually evaporates the more we explore. Reaching between us, he rubs my clit while making slow, shallow strokes. Then, it’s not like a science experiment anymore. I’m not trying to find the spot where it can feel good because itallfeels good. “Keegan,” I sigh.

“Let me know if I go too far.”

The more he winds my body up, the more I reach my hips up to meet his. My body trembles, and my toes curl. He presses his lips together as he works me over. “God, Keegan,” I groan at the mix of pleasure flowing through me. By now, I’m well acquainted with clitoral stimulation but adding the pressure of his dick amplifies everything. He knows exactly the pace to push forward. “Oh, God, Keegan,” I pant. My hips jerk, but he stays the pace, the rhythm of his nimble fingers taking me to new heights. “Ohhh,” I breathe out. The tension inside me pulls taut until I’m walking a thin line of utter perfection. “Yes, yes,” I repeat. A second later, my walls constrict around his cock, and I cry out, moving against him as I climax.

Euphoria sets in for several blissful moments. Afterward, I sink down onto the bed. All pinches and pain are gone as I revel in my tingling limbs and spent body.

Keegan leans over, whispering, “That was beautiful.”

He lets me lay there in my state of pleasure until I come back around, eager to give him the same thing I just experienced. “I want to watch you,” I tell him.

He licks his lips, his hooded eyes welcoming the invitation. He starts slow, but I urge him forward, pressing up into him. The more I get into it, the faster he moves. He slides inside me, his strokes sure and confident. “Oh, baby, yes,” he praises. “So tight. Fuck, I can’t get enough.” He starts to shake. I sink my fingers into his skin as he increases the pressure, searching out his own pleasure. “Fuck me, Dee. God,” he groans. The bed creaks underneath us as he explodes. He grinds out his release against me, his cock spasming.

I link my ankles around his ass, pulling toward me to rock with him until he drops his forehead to mine.

“I’m never leaving,” he says. “I think I’ll stay here forever.”

My head drops back on the bed, and I laugh. “We’re never getting work done again, are we?”

His chest rattles with humor. “Not if I have anything to say about it.” He meets my gaze. Raw and honest blue eyes latch to mine. “You’re perfect.”

I tried for a long time to make people think I was. Maybe I was wrong to attempt something so utterly undefined. However, in this moment, being perfect for Keegan is all I want.

ChapterNineteen

Keegan’s fingers trace down my arm. I’m going to need all the makeup in the world to make it look like I got a good night’s sleep instead of what I was actually doing. Grinning, I turn my head to stare at Keegan as memories of last night, this morning,andthis afternoon filter through my foggy brain. I’m now intimately acquainted with all of Keegan Forbes. I doubt there’s anything he could say that would shock me anymore.

I’d say I was missing out by not giving in to Keegan before, but on the other hand, he understands me so much better now. We’re finally at a place where we’re not working against each other.

“What’s that look for?” he asks.

I shrug. “Just thinking...”

“Just thinking how much you love my dick?”

I shake my head, but my cheeks heat anyway because he’s not wrong.

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