Page 54 of The Biggest Secret
“You owe me, Peaches. I spent two years jerking off to the thought of you.” He licks his lips and leans in. “How are you going to repay me?”
His hot breath on my neck makes it hard to think. I know what he wants though, what he’s not so quietly asking for. I drop to my knees in front of him, his pupils dilating as he looks down on me.
“Fuck yes, I’ve missed you on your knees, love. Tell me what you’re going to do.”
While kneeling, I slowly walk my hands up his legs, slide up his thighs and make my way to the button on his jeans, eyeing him as I pop it open and drag his zipper down. His ice blue eyes turn dark. His hands are clenched. He’s fighting to give up control. Not to say he isn’t in control, though, he absolutely is. But he wants me to think I am doing this on my own. He’slettingme undress him.
I pull his jeans down, then roll the tops of his boxers down, as well. “I’m going to taste you, lick you, suck you down my throat. I’m going to let you fuck my mouth and make you come so hard you never forget where you belong.”
God, this man. I’ve never talked this way, never imagined I could get those words out, until I was with him. He made me feel and do things that I never knew I wanted. Needed.
I lean in for a lick, starting at the base and making my way to his tip. His breath escapes him and his hips punch forward slightly. I look up, under my lashes, raising a brow as he watches. I kiss then swirl his head around my lips, grasping his shaft.
“Mmm, that’s a good girl.”
His praise lights me up and I take him fully down my throat. I pump a few times then bring him back out slowly, sucking so hard on his tip that his legs nearly give out. I do this a few more times and I feel him shaking. He’s ready to go, and I just want to let him blow.
I pop my mouth off and look up at him with the heat I’m feeling. “Fuck my mouth, Adam. I knowyou want to.”
He cups my chin, his tip dangling from my lips and, with his other hand, grabs for my hair. He knots it into his fist and slides back inside my mouth. His head falls back, and he moans, deep and low. “I love your mouth and tongue, Peaches. Suck me harder as I pull out.” I do as I’m told, and his moves become erratic. “I’ve missed you. You know just how I like it.” He moves frantically, chasing his release. I open up, relax my throat and let him go for it. I want to make him feel good. I want him to use me, to forget all about the past and see me now.
I’m right here. I’m not leaving you ever again.
His pace is fast, and with a few deep thrusts later, he’s spilling down my throat, his baritone groans causing my pussy to spasm in anticipation of him being inside me. He pulls out, the rest leaking onto my lips and chin. He watches me as I let him do it, taking it in, my eyes locked on his.
“Such a fucking good girl, Chelsea.” I swipe my tongue along my lips and wait. I won’t move until he tells me to, and he knows it. He loves this control and I love giving it over to him.I don’t have to think here, he commands, and I listen.
He takes a step back, removing his jeans that pooled around his ankles, and pulling his shirt from his back. He reaches out a hand to me, pulling me from the floor, leading me to the couch. He turns me quickly, my back to his front and I feel him push against my ass, his cock hardening again as we move. He leans in and nips at my ear, continuing down and biting at the skin along my hairline. His hands are pawing at my thighs, and I peel off my shorts. In one swoop, he has my shirt over my head and on the floor. I feel him step back from me, his heat leaving me cold and wanting more.
“This ass.” He runs his hands over me, squeezing and kneading. “Do you know what you do to me? How hard you get me?” He punches his hips into my ass, grinding on me. “Feel that? You get me like that. Only. You.”
He’s pulling on the strings of my thong, teasing me, before he moves to my bra, sliding my straps down my arm. His body covers my back as his arms wrap around and grab me, pulling at my nipples almost to the point of pain. He’s kissing my neck, my spine, and then he pushes medown over the arm of the couch, and I feel him slide down to the floor behind me, taking my thong with him.
And in one long lick, he’s tasted me from clit to ass.
“Adam!”
“Yes, love, scream my name. I’m the only one who does this to you. I’m the only one that ever will.” He licks through me again, and then settles on my clit, sucking me from behind, pushing me down face first into the couch cushion. I’m pressing back on him and he’s gripping my thighs tight.
“Fuck, you’re as sweet as I remember.” I shudder. “Fuck my face, Peaches, I’ve missed your pussy rubbing all over me.”
I feel myself gush at his filthy words. He slides a finger into my ass, and I gasp at the intrusion. It’s been so long since I’ve felt him there. I press back again as he licks and sucks. Then, he bites, and I’m undone. His finger, his tongue, it’s too much and I come apart.
“Adam!” I yell. “Oh, god!”
He keeps devouring me, and it’s too much. I feel too much, and I slump over the arm of the couch, limp until he lets me go. I’m breathing heavy, my eyes closed until I feel him swipe the hair from my face. I open my eyes and see his icy blues staring back at me.
“You’re not done yet. You’re going to give me at least two more.”
I let out a moan and he spanks my ass as he stands, pulling me with him. “I can’t. Adam, please.”
“You can. You will.” As I stand limply, he sweeps me off my feet, cradling me to his chest and walks me to my room. “I told you we had two years to make up for. We’re just getting started, Peaches.”
Chapter Thirty-Four
CHELSEA
“Spash, spash!” Dom yells out, splashing water from the tub where he’s got more water outside than in.
