Page 60 of My Favorite Secret
“Tyler, let me explain,” I say.
From the look on his face, I think he’s about to yell at me. Instead, he storms up to me, grabs the nape of my neck, and crushes his lips to mine.
There’s anger in the kiss.
Of all the times I imagined kissing Tyler, I never thought it would be like this. I thought it would be tender and romantic, but Tyler’s lips are harsh and punishing. He bites. His hands are rough, grasping at my hips so tight that it hurts. The kiss is so forceful that it pushes me back, right into Felix’s lap. Yet he doesn’t seem to have a care in the world that his brother is with us.
I’m so shocked, I don’t know how to respond.
Instead of Felix jumping out from beneath me as I expect, his hands slip around my waist and his coaxing voice brushes against my ear, “Kiss him back, Harper.”
So I do. I kiss the guy who has always been my best friend yet resemblesnothingof my best friend right now.
My tongue slips into Tyler’s mouth and my fingers knot through his hair. I need him to see how much I want him, love him, and that I haven’t chosen Felix over him. My legs lock around his waist, pulling him in so tight that his erection grinds against my clit, making the two of us groan.
“That’s it,” Felix praises. “Show him how much you need him.”
This is so fucked up, kissing one brother while sitting in the other’s lap. I’m sandwiched between their strong bodies, at their mercy. And yet, I don’t want any of this to stop. I belong here, right between them, and always have.
Tyler’s kisses are starved. His mouth is hungry against mine, stealing my breath, my thoughts, my ability to do anything but cling to him. All this time I was afraid of getting too close to Tyler, but his kisses breathe life into me. Heat unfurls through me. I’m electrified by Tyler’s touch. His hands roam my body desperately, igniting my skin wherever they land.
I gasp when Tyler bites me again. He answers with a low, throaty sound that sends a tremor through me, all the way down to my clit. I’m trembling with need, aching to be filled by him. I don’t know what this man has done with the Tyler I know but I want to see more.
Tyler breaks the kiss, his chest heaving. His eyes are dark with lust and anger as they bore into mine. “This is what it takes for you to want me?”
“That’s not true.” My words are staggered as I try to catch my breath, all while moaning as Tyler grinds his dick against my clit. If he keeps doing this, he’s going to make me come. I’m already so sensitive after the orgasm Felix gave me. “I want you, Tyler. Please believe me. I didn’t know how to be with you when you’re my best friend. This is what I wanted to talk to you about. I’ve been so confused about my feelings for you and Felix. I’ve been confused about my marriage beliefs. I’ve wanted things that have always seemed so wrong. I’m scared to change things between us because I don’t want to lose you?—”
He shuts me up with a kiss, biting my lip again. “Youthink I’m your friend. I’m not, Harper. Get the wordfriendout of your fucking mouth. A friend doesn’t fuck you the way I’m going to.”
I whimper at the thought of sex with Tyler and how after this brief display, I know it will be nothing like I expected.
“I am so furious with you for doubting me,” Tyler groans. “Tell me the words I speak to you every time you’re afraid I’ll leave you.”
I’m unable to answer when Tyler thrusts against me, pushing me closer to an orgasm. He’s always so gentle that I never imagined this side of him would exist. But it’s a thrill to experience. Just when I think I’m about to climax, he stops moving and grabs my jaw, forcing me to look directly into his eyes.
“Say the words, Harper.”
“It’s you and me,” I whisper.
“Always. Don’t ever doubt those words again. Tell me you believe them.”
“I do.”
“Good.” He kisses me again. My legs tighten around him, encouraging him to continue thrusting. “Look at you, begging for it. I have been so fucking patient with you, Harper. So kind and caring. But I’ve gotten you all wrong. This is what you want, to be treated like my slut instead of my princess, isn’t it?”
I nod through my moans, hardly believing we’re having this exchange.
Felix breaks his silence, his voice husky and full of praise as he speaks to Tyler about me. “She’s not a princess at all. She’s a little freak. You should hear the way she talks about wanting to get fucked by both of us at the same time.”
Tyler leans back from the kiss to search my eyes for the truth. I’m so hot in the face, embarrassed to reveal this side of myself to him. He’s always thought of me as pure and sweet. Now he’s realizing for the first time that I want him to do something so vulgar to me, with Felix of all people. This is the most vulnerable I’ve ever been in front of Tyler, and I want to run and hide.
“Princess.” Tyler smirks, letting out a huff of laughter beneath his breath. “Let me see you kiss Felix.”
“I… uh… seriously? No. I can’t.”
“Kissmy brother, Harper. And then kiss me.”
I hesitate for a moment. My heart pounds. My head tells me this is wrong. But I want it so badly. I’m so turned on by this side of Tyler that I do as he says and press my lips to Felix’s.
