Page 8 of His Dangerous Secret

But now those glances aren’t stolen. They’re deliberate, and it’s impossible for him to hide what’s on his mind now.

My body is alive for him. Every single pore, every nerve is tingling with anticipation. Lying out here in my birthday suit was a bold move, and not the easiest one I’ve ever made, especially considering my lack of sexual experience. But I had to do something.

“Weird, isn’t it?” he muses as he comes and sits on the edge of the chaise longue. Conscious of my hips, I move slightly to give him more room.

“I hope you’re not talking about me,” I tease. The smile he replies with melts my heart like butter.

“Of course not.” Gently, he grazes the inside of my right leg with his fingertips. I try to hide the shiver it causes. “Weird that you’re ten years younger than me but you’re still my stepmom.”

Did I really just step into a naughty movie? Or has it always been like this? Either way, it doesn’t matter. His question has me buzzing with anticipation. I’ve done my part in all this. Now I can only hope he does his.

“Now that you mention it, it is kind of silly…”

“I mean – if we had met at a coffee shop or something, I’d just be that older guy who was hitting on you.”

“You’d hit on me?” I ask eagerly.

“Please,” he scoffs. “I’d have you coming home with me in ten minutes.”

“Ten minutes!” I gasp, pretending to be aghast. Of course, he’s completely right. “Come on. Not even two dates?”

Riggs shakes his head and traces a line up my calf to my knee. This time, I can’t help it; my body jerks in response to his touch. Moisture spreads across my inner thighs. My chest is tight, and I force a deep breath.

“Oh, we’d have two dates.” He grins, moving his hand higher. My thighs burn and my eyes go wide. “But I’d have already claimed you by then.”

In Riggs’s determined eyes, I see the same fierce power that I see in his father’s. But unlike Michael, Riggs’ determination is not cruel. But I have no doubt that he could protect me. I know that, even if he’s not sure of it himself yet.

“You would…?”

It’s like he’s still holding out – still trying to resist what I know he wants to do to me. And it’s killing me. There’s more tension in the air than an Alfred Hitchcock movie, and I can barely breathe.

“Christ, Ava. If you only knew how many times I’ve pleasured myself to the thought of taking you. When you told me my father hadn’t had you yet…”

It’s as though he can’t even finish his train of thought. His hands move up and grasp my soa

ked sex, and a moan whimpers from my lips. I cry out as he wastes no time and slides a finger inside me. Knuckle deep.

“Riggs!”

“Fuck me, Ma, you weren’t lying, were you? You really are a virgin.”

Ma? Did he just call me Ma?

Wow. Why is that turning me on so badly? But Riggs’ words are just the tip of the iceberg.

His firm body presses against mine, and I’m instantly aware of every one of his well-defined muscles that swell and twist against me, taut and warm as I writhe against his grip. The tip of his finger finds that spot, the spot I’d only heard about like some mythical creature you only read about, and my body blooms with golden light.

“Right there,” he coos in my ear. “Feel that, Ma? That’s your G-spot. And if I do this—” His curl intensifies, increasing the pressure, and my back arches off the chaise longue. “Then I can make you come in no time.”

“P—please don’t stop, Riggs!”

My eyes are shut, but I feel his smile in his lips as he presses them against my cheek, letting his warm breath spill down across my ear and neck. My legs start to quiver.

Is this really happening?

“You’re so fucking pretty,” he purrs, amplifying the sensations. The skill in his fingers…he’s a maestro. A savant. “That pussy is so fucking tight, Ma. I don’t know how I’m going to fit my cock inside.”

His dirty words swim into my ear like tiny pearls of bliss, igniting the pleasure already exploding between my thighs. He moves his finger faster, and I hear the sound of my wetness, causing me to throw my legs around his strong waist. A shudder ripples through me, and I snatch his face and pull it to mine.

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