Page 59 of My Favorite Secret
“Before I forget,” Felix starts. “There’s something I need to discuss with Harper for a minute. Excuse us.”
“Ah, sure.” From the hesitation in Paul’s response, I know he’s not keen to let me go. “Harper, we’ll talk later.”
Felix removes his hand from my ass and places it on my back, guiding me away from the guests to a quietsection of the apartment where Mom’s art isn’t on display. He checks inside a room then moves onto the next one.
“What are you looking for?” I ask.
“A place where I can get you alone. You seem nervous and in need of some care.”
He peers inside the next room then pulls me into what must be Paul’s father’s office. It’s dark in here with the curtains drawn shut. The walls are lined in bookshelves. A couch sits in one corner of the room. In the middle is a large mahogany desk.
Felix leans against the desk and pulls me into his arms. My skin tingles as he kisses me. I love that Felix can sense how nervous I am, but I doubt anything will calm me down.
“I told Tyler we need to talk. We can’t stay here for long.”
His lips quirk with pleasant surprise. “Thetalk?”
“Yes. Though I’m not sure I picked the right time. A memorial isn’t a great place to confess my feelings. Maybe I should wait.”
“Don’t wait. Don’t string this out any longer. You owe it to Tyler to tell him the truth.” Felix pulls me onto his lap. My breath hitches when he presses me against his hardness. “Talk to him today. Tonight, when you’re in the privacy of your bedroom, you’re going to kiss him. You’re going to let him undress you and taste your sweet pussy. I’m getting turned on thinking of you getting licked out.”
Felix pushes my dress up around my waist and slips his hand beneath my panties. I gasp as he thrusts into me.
“Soaking wet, as I expected,” he purrs. “It’s a shame you haven’t spoken to Tyler yet. I could have fucked you right here.”
“We can find other ways to please each other.” I work fast to unbuckle Felix’s belt, freeing his cock.
He hisses when I wrap my hand around it. I’ve barely touched him before. Felix is thick and long and I can’t imagine how his size is supposed to fit inside me, especially when I can barely take his fingers. I want to know how big Tyler is. Tonight, I could find out.
I stroke Felix from base to tip as he continues to finger me. I’m gasping, already out of breath. What we’re doing on some random man’s desk, in a semi-public setting, feels so wrong. I don’t want to be caught, but the risk is exhilarating. The thought of someone watching us like this intensifies the pleasure of Felix’s touch.
“Tonight, once Tyler finishes eating you out, you’ll let him jerk off all over your tits.”
The image of Tyler doing those things to me makes my muscles clench around Felix’s fingers. I moan, riding him. So close to an orgasm.
“Then you’ll let Tyler slide his cock into you and fill you with cum. Straight after, you’ll let me have my turn.”
“Yes,” I gasp as an orgasm claims me.
“That’s it. Show Tyler you’re his sweet little slut.”
The door suddenly opens. The two of us flinch, finding Tyler in the doorway, staring at us in shock.
No matter how fast I scramble off Felix, there’s no hiding the position we were in and that I was in the middle of an orgasm.
“What thefuckis this?” Tyler shouts, his shock morphing into anger.
“Tyler—” Before Felix can get another word out, Tyler leaves, slamming the door shut.
“Shit,” I whisper.
I’m a hot ball of shame, sick with dread. The pleasureFelix filled me with is long gone. Tears prick at my eyes and I’m shaking so hard I can barely breathe. I’m so stupid. So selfish and undeserving of Tyler. I was about to tell him everything but I ruined my chance and now I don’t see any way to fix this.
“It will be okay.” Felix zips himself up. “Let me talk to him.”
“No, I should.”
To my surprise, the door opens again. Tyler walks back in and locks the three of us inside.
