Page 15 of The Love of Secrets

“Let me grab a condom.” He leans over me and grabs his jeans off the ground, pulling the condom out of his pants pocket.

My eyebrows shoot to my forehead. “You already had one?”

He shrugs his shoulders and answers my question unapologetically. “Alex gave it to me a few weeks ago at the bar. I wasn’t sure what was going to happen tonight, but I wasn’t going to take any chances.” Bending down he kisses the tip of my nose.

And even though it was pretty presumptuous for him to have the condom, I can’t help but love how he doesn’t seem to care. To him, it’s simple. He wanted to be prepared no matter what was going to happen tonight.

“Let me put it on.” I breathe out while grabbing the condom from him.

I sheath it on, sliding my hand up his shaft. He groans at my touch.

“You are a fucking goddess.” He arranges my legs to fit himself between them. Then he thrusts into me, bottoming out on my cervix, forcing the breath out of me.

“You’re so deep,” I choke out as my whole body tightens around him.

He pauses, letting me adjust. “You need to relax,” he breathes out.

“What I need is for you to move. Fuck me, Mateo.”

“You don’t have to tell me twice,” he mutters as he starts to rock back and forth.

His hips start to piston faster and faster, his dick hitting me in the most perfect spot inside, causing me to see spots every time. “Keep going. You feel so good.”

“Let me make it feel even better.” His rough fingertips brush against my clit.

I moan at the sensation, climbing higher and higher with every touch.

I squeeze around him.

“Fuck, if you do that again, I’m going to come.” He groans, breathless as he keeps fucking me.

“I want you to come.”

“Not before you do.” His touch deepens on my clit and before I know it, I’m shouting.

“I’m coming!”

My whole body seizes up around him and I bring him along with me.

“Yes. Milk my fucking cock, Cecilia.”

Once he finishes, he slumps down on me, careful not to put his whole weight on me.

I never knew sex could be so electrifying. Trying to catch my breath, I practically purr. “That was amazing.”

He moves his hair off his face and gives me a boyish grin. “Yes, it was.” Quickly he gets up and I miss the warmth and feel of his body on top of me. I pout, looking at him.

“Don’t give me that look.” He puts his hand out for me to grab.

I put my hand in his and I can’t help but notice how small mine is compared to his. He closes his fingers around mine and pulls me off the couch and into his hard chest.

“Let’s go shower. We need to get some sleep before that little boy wakes us.”

Chapter eleven

Mateo

Iwake up to soft talking. I look around the room to see where it’s coming from. Cecilia’s soft snores tell me she is still sleeping next to me, her dark brown hair haloed on her pillow. The light hits her perfectly, making her look as if she’s an angel, which in some ways she is. An angel sent from heaven to save me. Just being around her makes me feel lighter.

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