Page 69 of Secrets (The Sins Trilogy 2)
“I didn’t tease you this morning.”
“All I have to do is think about you. And look at the gifts you sent.”
My need should’ve been sated after the awesome orgasm he just gave me. But I’m hot for him again from listening to him talk about wanting me. I want him too. Endlessly. Crazily. His body, heart, soul—everything.
I spread my legs wider. “Put your cock inside me,” I say, the intense need for him making me shameless.
His eyes flare with heat. And his reaction adds to my reckless need. “I didn’t go see my doc just for a little oral. I did it so I can feel you—just you.”
He curses under his breath. His expensive clothes are ripped, buttons flying everywhere, as he strips and kicks everything off.
His cock is so hard and thick, pulsing when I wrap my hand around it. “Now,” I demand, letting go.
He pushes into me, long and hard, stretching me and filling me all the way. He feels so good. Perfect.
“Tell me how it feels,” I whisper.
“Incredible. So intense, knowing this is where it’s going to end, not outside your body.” He pulls out and pushes into me again, his glittering eyes on mine. “I love the way you keep me wet. I can sense every small contraction of your pussy.”
Holy shit. His frank talk is making me hotter, every cell in my body prickling with sexual tension.
He reclaims my mouth and plunges into me over and over again, each thrust more powerful and pleasurable than the one before. I cling to him, trusting him with my body and heart as he takes me to the height of bliss, where I shatter, sobbing his name and my love for him.
He pushes into me one last time before shuddering. I feel a warm wetness flooding me. It’s different from him climaxing in a condom. More intimate and raw. Messier.
It’s a while before Tony pulls out. He looks down, his eyes going dark. “I’ve never done that before—come inside someone without rubber. You’re my first and only. And it’s hotter than spilling on your belly. Dirtier.” He strokes the pad of his thumb across my pussy. “I want to do this over and over and over again, just to fill you like this.”
My face heats, half with embarrassment and half with fresh need. Although at times he says the most heartbreakingly sweet things, he can be totally blunt and raw about what he wants, too.
“Are you shy?” he teases.
“No one ever talked to me like this before,” I blurt out.
Shadows cross his eyes, then vanish before I can make sense of what’s wrong. “Because they’re all idiots. There’s nothing better than watching the woman you love come and coming inside her.”
I’m sprawled on the couch with my legs still spread, dripping and messy and swollen from two orgasms, and Tony’s stark naked, his cock still hard and wet from being inside me. But somehow, what he just told me feels more romantic than a love poem recited across an intimate dinner table under a moonlit sky.
I start to reach for him again, brushing my fingers over his hair.
Abruptly, my stomach lets out a loud growl. I flush, then laugh when Tony starts chuckling.
“I guess your belly’s not going to wait anymore.” He takes a handkerchief from his pants and helps me get clean. “All right. Let’s get you fed.”
“What are we having?”
“Cheeseburgers and fries. I just have to put the fries in the oven and cook up the patties.”
I raise an eyebrow. “That’s a lot of calories.”
“Gotta keep our strength up.” He kisses me. “We have a long night ahead.”
And he keeps me up all night long.
