Page 136 of Never Tell Secrets
With a whimper, I pressed down, grinding on him.
“Again, baby.”
I did as he asked, feeling him harden beneath me. He studied me, making me feel naked already. He looked like a man deciding which part of a banquet to feast on first.
His hands tightened on my waist, applying pressure. He watched me close as he applied more, stealing my breath away. I was entranced, lost in him in a way I hadn’t been in so long. Iwanted him to swallow me whole, eat me alive, just to be part of him.
His hands rose up, cupping the weight of my breasts through my sweater, they felt heavy, my nipples swollen as his thumbs brushed over the tips.
“Alfie…” I gasped.
“Slow…slow your breathing, Lo. This isn’t going to be quick.” His hands continued their journey, exploring me, rediscovering me. One cupped my face, his thumb slipping between my lips. I moaned, gripping the digit with my teeth.
His jaw tensed, his cock twitching below me. He let his hand drop to my throat, squeezing. His other found my hair, tugging out the hair tie, he gathered it around his hand, winding and winding until it pulled taut.
I rolled my hips on him, desperate for more friction. I wanted his mouth on mine but his hands on me wouldn’t let me move an inch. He squeezed my throat as I rode myself higher, heightening my pleasure.
I sank into the haze of us. This…this part of us hadn’t changed a bit.
“You’ve still got it,” I breathed. Fuck did he still have it. “Take me, Alfie, please.”
“You need me?” He was breathless, his voice straining with barely restrained lust. He was an animal about to snap its leash.
“I always need you.” I ground down on him, letting him feel just how desperate I was.
“You want me?”
“Alfie…” I whined, shameless.
“Do you love me?”
The question froze me, stilling us in this moment. How did I begin to answer that?
“I…”
The words stuck in my throat, unable to move. Too afraid of the answer he swallowed them with a growl, his mouth finally meeting mine. He pulled me into his kiss and further into his orbit. I held onto him, wrapping my legs around his waist as he stood.
I clung to him as he took us out of the room and down the hall. I was oblivious of our direction, only gasping for breath as he lay me out on soft bedding. I opened my eyes to find us in a bedroom I presumed was his. Stunning of course, cold in monochrome, those black squares were huge in here, like matte, mounted flatscreens.
He stood over me, reminding me of our first night together when he’d laid me out on his bed and stood, looking down at my nakedness.
This was it. It was finally happening. My skin felt alive, my heart racing. My core felt swollen, wet already.
He took one ankle, removing one boot and then another. He slipped between my open thighs, falling into my embrace. I reached between us, fire burning in my stomach as I unbuckled his belt, tugging his shirt from his trousers. I made short work of his tie, his buttons.
He pulled at my sweater, lifting it over my head. I lay under him, breathless and half-dressed as he pulled off his shirt.
His lips burned mine, pressing into me with a passion, as if he was trying to escape, trying to disappear inside me and hide from the world. I gasped as he moved to my throat, hands pinning my shoulders to the bed to keep me from squirming. He made his way down my body, feasting with a ferocity, his teeth tugging on my nipples through the lace of my bra, his bite so rich I cried out.
He was consuming me, eating me alive. His hands dug into the waistband of my skirt, my tights and he pulled them down, throwing them away.
“Alfie…”
His mouth cut off my words, eating them up. He moaned into my mouth, a desperate sound. He sounded lost, desperate, almost panicked. I cupped his face, trying to calm him but he wrenched them over my head, groaning as he pinned me down.
He kissed me like an addict pushing the needle into a vein, knowing it might kill him but needing it more than life. He kissed me like he wanted to stop. He bit my lips, sucking and bruising. He pressed into me, the hard ridge of his erection hitting just right on my clitoris. I moaned, moving my hips to meet him.
He pushed us higher, higher until suddenly he wrenched himself away from me.
