Page 154 of The Secret We Keep
What she’s doing is so hot.
“Should I do it harder?”
Fuck. Me.
Hearing her ask has my balls constricting. “Yeah. You can do it harder. Faster, too.”
She glances up at me, quickening the pace of her hand. “Like this?”
I gently wrap my hand around hers, cupping her petite fingers and guiding her. “Like this.” And I move our hands up and down, stroking my engorged cock.
Morgan’s breath hitches. “You feel so hard, Paddy.”
Pre-come begins coating my fingers. “That’s because of the stunner I have in my bed.” Leaning down, I press my lips to hers as our hands quicken. “Do you know what’s about to happen?” I turn my head, mouth opening against hers.
She snorts into our kiss as if I’m teasing her. “Yes, Paddy,” she answers sarcastically. “I’m not a total recluse.”
I smile and bring our mouths back together by pulling her neck closer. “I’m going to make a mess.”
She sucks in a breath. “Let me taste you.”
I still before everything inside me tightens. My chest. My gut. My jaw. My balls. It’s like a match just struck inside me.
Fuck.
Still kissing, her head angles back further, her perky breasts pushing against my chest.
“Too soon,” I groan deeply, loving her feeling so comfortable with me, but still knowing that we have to go slow.
Pleasure swells in my cock, and our hands tighten in unison, going against what my head’s telling me to do.
“But Iwantto. I trust you, Paddy. Let me do this for you, please.”
Please.
Begging.
Lord help me.
My body ignites. “Not yet,” I pant, hearing the wet slaps get louder as my breathing turns heavier and my balls grow painfully tight. “Morgan.” I dip my tongue into her mouth, tasting her, claiming her.
Morgan arches her back, squeezing her thighs together.
And I know she wants me. Not just physically, but every part of me. That thought sends a wave through me. It’s emotional. Desire and connection crashing together.
With a gruff rumble in the back of my throat, I choke, pushing against her body, hot streams of my arousal spilling all over our hands and onto her stomach. The girl I’ve wanted. Needed. She completes me. Keeping her movements firm but steady, my body continues to jolt under her hold.
Her lips are parted, her eyes wide in wonder, watching me.
Eyes clamping shut, I let my body slowly relax, my hand on ours eventually coming to a halt. “That felt fucking amazing.”
Morgan looks down her body. “You covered me.”
I drag my eyes open, seeing her flawless tits dripping with my come.
She looks perfect.
Stunning.
