Page 27 of Secrets in Love
French-polished nails traced my nipple, inciting a flush of goosebumps to break out over my body. “And where exactlyisthere,Nate?”
“Umm, well. Here…you know, sleeping over, seeing each other daily, shopping at markets, cooking. You know, couple stuff. ”
Neck kisses with tiny traces of tongue resumed, “And that frightens you? Doing couple stuff?
This was not. Whatever she was doing felt really good. Too good. “Yeah, kinda. I’ve never really done it before.”
“Well, I like trying new things, and I want to try lots of things with you. In fact,” she whispered, licking the outer lobe of my ear, then sticking her tongue inside, “I have a whole box of new things I’d like to try hidden under my bed.”
“Huh, you don’t say.”
Grinding commenced. “I do say. So how about it? We go to the market, catch a movie, and then…then you can spend the night at my place with your fingers, and whatever else you like, balls deep in my box.”
Gulp.
She hovered above me, her dark hair framing her fucking insane breasts. Hips began rolling as she bent down, biting my nipple—something she really seemed to have a thing for—then traveling her tongue down my stomach before sighing my name and sucking the tip of my cock into her mouth.
“New things sound fun, Polly.”
“They are, baby.” She sighed between sloppy licks. “You’ll discover and plunder so much that by the time we’re done, you’ll talk like a pirate and call me Captain.”
This girl and her mouth will be the death of me.I gripped her head like I knew she liked, then pushed her deeper, which I liked. “I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. Fuck, Polly!”
I thrust inside her again and again, losing myself in pleasure…until it happened. Just as I hit the back of her throat, as she grunted and gagged, a vision of blonde curls, a cute, freckled nose and gorgeous blue eyes hit me. “Evie.”
We both froze. Polly only for a second before taking me deeply again, then popping off to speak. “You can dream of her, Nate, but remember, Evie has moved on. She’s gone. And even if she wasn’t…she could never make you feel as good as I can.”
I felt sick to my stomach saying another woman’s name at such a moment, but also getting the best head of my life. It was a right conundrum, and it really shouldn’t have been.What kind of asshole am I?
Unable to see, think, or lie straight, I wriggled and pulsed beneath her, not wanting it to feel as good as it did—and man, did it feel good.Fuck, has she taken a class in blow jobs or something?The woman had me all kinds of messed up and coming in an embarrassingly short time.
Still on her knees between my legs, her lips plump, red, and swollen, she looked up at me through her curtain of hair, all innocence and fire. “You know, I think we should be a couple, Natey. So, you’ll come to the market with me and stay the night too. Okay?”
I began to sit up, but she stopped me by pressing one last kiss to my dick, before pushing me onto my back with just her little finger. “Anything, Pol. After that, I’ll do and give you anything.”
This chick had me by the balls.
I. Was. Fucked.
As dilemmas and personal crises go, mine was a good one. I wasn’t facing a life-or-death situation, nor was I at risk of physical injuries, except maybe sex-induced physical exhaustion. No, mine was a purely self-induced, moral predicament.
Evie Austen, the girl I had wanted for most of my life, was calling my phone. Polly Hart, the girl who had fucked me more than any woman had ever fucked me, and had post-coitally talked me into a relationship, stood before me, holding an eggplant, stroking it seductively as she questioned me over lasagna. “Meat or vegetarian?”
Droplets of rain appeared on my screen as I looked at her and then returned to my phone. “Which one, Nate? It’s not a difficult question.”
The ringing ceased, and my heart restarted. “Meat. Eggplant lasagna tastes like dirt.”
Polly smiled and slid to my side. “I’m quite fond of eggplant. Especially when it’s nice and firm.” With no regard for the crowded market or the fact that anyone walking by could see what she was doing, she palmed my cock and gave it a firm squeeze. “This one’s a great size. Not quite firm enough…but there’s definite potential.” Giggling, she leaned in for a kiss but was interrupted when my phone rang again.
Damn. I really wished I hadn’t changed my ringtone to “Suck it and See” by the Arctic Monkeys.
“Aren’t you going to get it?” Polly quizzed with a raised brow. “Seems someone is desperate to talk to you.” With a clear view of the screen, she knew exactly who thesomeone was.
“Uhh, yeah.” I nodded, then hesitantly walked away. Unfortunately, even with a sky full of clouds, my second shadow followed. “Hi, umm, Gidge. Hey.”
This is not uncomfortable at all.
“Nate. Hi. How are you? I haven’t heard from you all week and wanted to make sure you were okay.”
