Page 45 of Play With Me
It makes the plug shift inside of me, and I groan.
“Hm, yes. There it is,” he says after turning me over and running his hands up my thighs and stomach.
He’s hovering over me and massaging my shoulders as he stares down at me.
“I want to kiss you.”
“Then go on and do it. Since when have you ever asked?”
My hands land on his hips, and he grins, shuffling down my body until he’s lying on top of me.
“First, tell me a secret.”
“Hell no. You already have a big secret of mine.”
He cocks his head, and I tighten my legs around him. “This. You.”
“Oh, so I’m a secret then?”
“Yeah, you are. I’m not parading this around.”
“You should. I’m hot.”
I huff, and he leans down and brushes a kiss against my neck. I turn into it, letting him suck and nibble on me.
He’s leaving more marks, I’m sure.
“You’re not worried about what people will think about this? About us?”
“So we’re an ‘us’ now?” He laughs, and it makes something inside of me twist.
“Not like that, asshole. I mean, if they found out we were messing around.”
“I don’t think people would care. I sure as shit don’t. But if you want this to be secret, then that’s fine.”
He glances down at me, and I say nothing until I start to squirm. “My mom and sisters know.”
“About me?”
“About a guy. They don’t know who. Paulie figured it out when you showed up…”
“Oh?”
“But he won’t say a thing.”
“If he does, so what? You ashamed?”
I think about that a moment. “No, just not sure what this is, and I don’t want to make any proclamations before I do.”
That seems to satisfy him, and he leans down and drags his tongue up my cheek.
“My stepdad would hate it. Me fucking a guy.”
“Why? Is he a homophobe?” I ask, part of me wondering if this is why he’s with me. If this is just a way to get back at his stepfather.
“Yeah. Course he is.”
“Yeah, some men are shit like that.”
