Page 70 of The Truth of Our Secrets

“Fucking hell.” Jayce’s mouth finds mine and I harden again.

“So sensitive,” Madyson rasps.

I’m afraid of hurting her, so I move to pull out.

“Don’t,” Madyson cries and her hand reaches back, her nails dig into my ass. “I need you inside me a little longer.”

I blow out a breath but keep my arms braced to bear most of my weight.

Jayce peppers her face with kisses. “That’s a major benefit of dating a younger guy.” He thrusts up with his softening dick. “Zero refractory period. Think of all the cum.”

“Love it,” she mumbles and settles into his chest.

“You gonna let him fuck you again?” He sweeps her hair off her face.

“Mmm-hmm.” She sighs. “I just need a minute.”

I laugh and collapse on them again.

“Better.” Madyson wiggles beneath me and Jayce brings his arms around, hugging us both.

“Baby Girl loves being smushed in the middle.” He strokes my back with light fingers and the sound that escapes me is almost a purr. “Our Angel likes to be pet,” he whispers in the crown of her head.

“He’s the best.” She yawns.

Jayce smiles, but her eyes are closed. He mouths to me, “Let her fall asleep.”

I nod as if my very hard dick isn’t lodged in her ass.

It only takes a few minutes until her breathing evens out and she’s limp on his chest. “She pretends to be strong, but she needed this. Needed you. Thank you.” He’s not looking at me as his fingers run through her damp hair.

“You’re welcome?” It comes out like a question instead of a reply because I don’t need thanks.

Jayce stifles his laughter, but his body shakes with the effort. “See if you can pull out without waking her.”

My dick’s furious, but I’m not fucking a sleeping woman without her permission, so I inch back, taking my body weight off her first, then dislodge my dick, taking care with the condom. Jayce rolls her onto her side and grabs a body pillow from along the headboard. He drapes her over the pillow and gently places the weighted blanket from the end of the bed over her.

When he glances at me, he says, “Not my first rodeo. She needs physical touch and this will help her sleep until we get back.”

I shouldn’t stay the night. I have to go before I get too comfortable.

Jayce takes me by the hand, links our fingers, and leads me into the bathroom. It’s simple contact. Not sexual at all, but my body breaks out in goose bumps and tears spring to my eyes. My dick bobs along like a puppy following its master. I’d say my dick is a traitor, but I don’t disagree with it. Time will tell.

He turns the shower on and I realize I’ve never done so many simple things that most adults do.

My life has been about surviving to the next paycheck and making sure my mother is alive and my sister is taken care of. I haven’t had time for relationships and dating.

I can’t remember the last time someone held my hand.

While I’m lost in my head, Jayce pulls me under the spray. He soaps up his hands and I move so he can get under the water. I jump when his hands land on my chest.

My surprise confuses him, holding me steady under the showerhead.

“Is this okay?” he asks.

I nod and his soapy hands roam my body, washing me. His touch is a balm, soothing my nerves, and I lean into him.

With his mouth at my ear, he says, “Let me take care of you.” A shiver runs down my spine. He kneels before me so he can reach my dick, ass, and legs. I’ve never been so clean in my life. It’s sensual but not sexual. My dick loves the attention.

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