Page 62 of My Favorite Secret
His fingers push inside my pussy. Mycunt. I cry out at the tight stretch and how much I wish it was his dick instead.
Tyler’s mouth focuses on my clit, sucking hard. I thrust my hips, surprised when I hear a groan from Felix. His dick is hard beneath my ass, and I realizemy movements are rubbing against it, making him harder.
I keep moving my hips against his dick, wanting to hear the continuation of those groans.
“Harper,” Felix rasps against my ear. “Are you trying to jerk me off right now?”
I nod, too embarrassed to talk.
“Right in front of Tyler. Fuck, you are sick in the head. Don’t stop.”
I keep grinding, keep moaning as Tyler works me closer to an orgasm.
The door handle rattles and I gasp, terrified that someone is about to walk in on us. All three of us pause and glance toward the hallway.
I recognize Paul’s voice from the other side of the door. “The door’s locked. That’s odd. Is someone in there?”
A jolt of dread hits me when I hear my father speaking to Paul. “Do you have a key? I can’t find Harper anywhere. I hate to think she’s locked herself in a room so no one realizes she’s upset.”
“I’ll need to ask my dad for a key. Give me a minute.”
“Don’t stop,” Felix commands Tyler. “We can’t leave our girl unsatisfied. Finish her off now.”
Our girl.
Heat and pleasure build in me from hearing Felix speak those two words. Tyler continues fucking me with his mouth and fingers. He sucks harder and plunges faster. I look down, watching him with mind-blowing pleasure as my pussy contracts around his fingers and I come undone on his tongue. I’ve never felt so much pleasure.
Tyler is giving me the greatest orgasm of my life, stronger than anything I’ve ever felt when I’m alone with Felix. I know it’s because I have the two of them here withme. The three of us are supposed to be together. They complete me.
As soon as I start moaning, Felix places a hand over my mouth. It’s impossible to be quiet. I clench my legs around Tyler’s head, bucking my hips, shamelessly taking the most I can from my orgasm as Dad continues rattling the doorknob.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
TYLER
She’s coming on my tongue and fingers. Her hands are scrunched tight through my hair, pulling me closer. She wants this. She wantsme. The way she moans my name over and over, begging me not to stop, is a sound that will be forever etched into my mind.
My Harper. My delicate, innocent Harper.
She’s none of those things. There’s a whole new girl beneath my hands, and fuck if I’m not dying to uncover every piece of her.
I’m so angry with Harper, yet so fucking turned on that it’s taking all my efforts to not come in my pants.
As soon as her orgasm fades, she tugs me up by my collar and pulls my lips to hers. I kiss her hard, living for the way she clings to me. Her legs wrap around my waist, locking me in tight.
In the back of my mind, it registers that her father is still rattling at the door, trying to get in.
“Hurry it up,” Felix urges, still holding Harper in his lap. “Unless you want us to be caught. Get her dressed.”
I grab Harper’s bra and panties and stuff them into mypocket, knowing there’s not enough time to put them on her. As I pull the dress over her head, I can barely believe this moment is real. Harper is limp in Felix’s arms from the orgasm I gave her. Her smile is dazed. She’s so fucking beautiful.Idid this to her. She’s smiling like this atme. Harper won’t take her eyes off me. It’s like she’s seeing me for the first time too and I’m some god she worships.
I try to thread her arms through the dress, but she’s so limp it’s a struggle. It’s the same as trying to take care of a drunk person.
I kiss her lips, laughing. “Can you at least try to let me dress you. Can you not even try to act normal?”
She laughs with me. “It’s not my fault. You’re the one to blame.”
It’s a challenge, but I manage to pull the dress down her body. “What the fuck are we going to do with her?” I ask Felix. “There are dozens of people in this apartment. We can’t let anyone see her like this.”
