Page 87 of That Secret Something

“Fuck.”

She smirked into our kiss, and I pressed into her, needing to feel the friction. Rebecca seemed keen to tease today, taking slow teasing circles over my entrance.

Time to give her a taste of her own medicine.

I popped open the buttons on her trousers and slid my hands inside. She twitched and lost concentration when I pressed against her. She broke the kiss, her breathing heavy, our lips just millimetres apart. Her eyebrows drew together slightly, her gaze narrowing on mine as I continued my slow movement.

I rubbed harder, feeling her wetness through her briefs. Holy shit.

She pushed into me, a low moan rumbling in her throat and tugging at my insides. I slowly slipped my fingers into her, watching her mouth open and her eyes dip.

That just turned me on more.

Rebecca gripped the desk as I curved my fingers upwards, but the angle was a little awkward. Without leaving her, I swapped our positions, coaxing her up until she was sitting on the desk.

She caught my lips with hers, kissing me slow and soft in a way that made my whole stomach plummet to my toes. I continued my teasing pace, loving each and every sound Rebecca moaned into my mouth.

“Do you like that?” I asked.

“That feels amazing, baby,” she panted against my lips.

Heat rolled through my abdomen. I fucked her a little faster, and kissed her a little deeper, feeling exactly what it was doing to me. The friction built in my underwear, pulsing, but I didn’t want to stop. I’d never had this much control before. It felt…good. It felt really good. And I wanted to devote myself to making her feel amazing.

I pulled back for a second so I could watch her perfect mouth gasping, those dreamy pools soaking me in. I loved how her body felt. How each response triggered another in me and started its own conversation. A connection that needed no words, transcending them altogether; powerful and all-consuming.

Her muscular thighs trembled beneath me, and I knew she was getting close. I had her right at my mercy, and that was the most incredible feeling.

But as much as I wanted to stay out here all night, that probably wouldn’t be the wisest idea.

Time for the finale.

I picked up the pace, finding Rebecca’s sensitive spot. She teased her fingers into my hair and gripped, spurring me on more.

“Fucking hell, Jess. You’re—” She squeezed her eyes shut and fisted her hand harder in my hair.

Rebecca cursed as she let herself go, unravelling beneath me. I kept going, wanting to keep her high as long as possible, as the sounds of her filled the room. With quivering legs, her eyes fluttered open. Her gaze drifted over my face, her breathing still raspy.

“That was…fucking hot,” she managed, pulling me in for another kiss.

I kissed her back, her hand still entwined in my hair. “Mmm, agreed. Extremely hot.” I gasped as her free hand caressed me, and she groaned.

“Seems like someone was enjoying themselves a lot,” she said.

“Guilty.”

“Now let me be a lady and take care of you.” She spread her legs and pulled me in between them, so I could feel the pressure of our hot centres.

I bit back a curse as she squeezed us closer, my pulse hammering hard in my pants. But it was the look in her eyes that completely floored me: a look that undressed me to my bare bones. The creases around her eyes softened as we drank each other in.

I puckered my lips. “Come on then. What’re you waiting for?”

* * *

We hurried along the wooden walkway, the moon lighting the way.

“How long have we been?” I asked.

“No idea.” She glanced down and checked her shirt buttons were done up. “I wasn’t keeping count.”

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