Page 5 of The Love of Secrets

My body instantly melts into him. My nipples pebble with the feel of his breath against the shell of my ear. I don’t think I’ve ever reacted to someone’s presence like this before. His lips graze the side of my neck as he rubs himself against my back. Holy shit, he’s hard. Did I make him that way? Michael used to tell me how much I didn’t turn him on, that no one ever was turned on by a fat slut like me. Mateo pushes his cock against my ass as he whispers, “Do you feel what you do to me?”

I can’t help it. I try to keep my lips sealed, but a moan still escapes from deep within me. My clit is suddenly throbbing and all I want is for him to touch me. His hand creeps down my torso until he reaches the waistband of my leggings. He dips his hands inside and slowly slides one of his fingers through the slit of my pussy. “Damn, pretty girl, you are so wet. Is this all for me?”

I don’t say anything. I just push my hips forward, trying to make him go deeper. He gets the hint and dips his finger into my core. “Is this what you wanted?”

“More,” I groan.

He inserts another finger and rubs against my g-spot, his thumb coming to my clit. My pussy flutters around his hand and I know he can tell I’m getting close, especially when he whispers, “That’s right. Take what you need from me.”

As if I needed his permission, my body takes what it wants and I crest over the wave of pleasure.

“You are so gorgeous when you come.”

My body heats once again with his words, but the spell is broken when I hear a door open. Mateo and I break apart from each other. My face flushes with embarrassment, and I squeeze my arms around my body. I wish a hole would open up in the ground and swallow me whole.

Mateo turns toward the open door, blocking me from whoever is there. I hear another man’s voice talking with Mateo, and I take that moment to escape. I pull the helmet off my head, dropping it on the mat. Looking down at my clothes, I straighten them.

“I have to go. I’ll catch the next class. Thank you.” I squeeze by the man at the door and rush out of the building. Thankfully, no one seems to have followed me as I make my way to the car. To a safe place. I take a deep breath. What the hell just happened? For some reason I automatically felt safe with him, allowing my walls to drop instantly. I’ve never trusted a man so quickly. That scares the shit out of me. I’m going to have to keep my distance from this man. I seem to forget everything when I’m around him.

Turning my car on, I put it in drive. Time to get home and get ready for my new job. That way I can move on and forget this man, because I don’t need a man. Except for my little one at home.

Chapter four

Mateo

Damn it! I watch her luscious ass jiggle while she scurries away from me. Clenching my hands by my side, I itch to run after her and force her to never leave my side. It’s not the right time, though. From the way she reacted to the idea of being in an empty room with me, so scared and wanting answers, I bet someone hurt her. I mean, the woman feels the need to take self-defense classes.

Not wanting to scare her, I’ll let her go this time. People rarely want to get too close to me because I’m a fucking grumpy asshole. A woman like her filled with so much light doesn’t deserve someone like me to darken her life.

I turn to my brother Alex. Tightening my jaw, I give him my best scowl, “What do you want?”

He doesn’t answer me. He just stands there with his hands on his hips, smiling at me with a big, goofy grin. I don’t have time for his games.

I grit my teeth. “Why the fuck are you just staring at me, asshole?”

“Who was that?” he teases, looking toward the door she’d just exited.

I don’t answer him. It’s none of his fucking business. I just turn my back on him and grab the helmet that Cecilia had thrown down before she ran out. I’m not sure I’ll be able to manage teaching her self-defense lessons with the way I respond to her. Maybe I should allow Dexter to take over and teach her, especially if my cock gets hard every time she’s around. Breathing out a sigh. The idea of someone else being so close to her rubs me wrong, but I guess since it’s Dexter, and he’s with Hazel, it’s the safest bet. Pulling out my phone, I call him up.

“I need you to take over the self-defense classes.” The demand comes out before he can even speak.

“Okaaay.” It’s clear he’s confused, but I don’t allow him to ask any questions, hanging up immediately and pocketing my phone. My mind races with all the things I need to do if Dexter is taking over as I place the helmet back in the closet.

The first thing is that I really need to get more clients in the class. That way, I can at least use the money from them to pay him as an instructor.

I turn back and see Alex still standing there as if he’s waiting for me to answer him. What did he even ask me again? My thoughts bounce back between the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen and getting Dexter to instruct the class. I’ve lost interest in what he was saying, and now I’m ready for him to leave me alone.

“Are you going to tell me who that was?”

“She is a new client of the gym.” I keep it simple. He doesn’t need to know that she is the other half of my soul.

His grin drops and brows furrow together. “Why were you so close to her, then? I’ve never seen you like that with any other client.”

“I was showing her moves she can use to help protect herself.” What I won’t be telling him is that it’s unnecessary for her to take self-defense classes. She won’t need them, not if I’m around. I will always protect her.

He laughs. Like full on guffaws that fill up the room. “If you were trying to show her moves, then I’m a motherfucking alien. I know what I saw, and you were putting the moves on her alright but not self-defense ones.”

I grind my teeth so hard it feels like I might crack a tooth. “Leave it, Alex.”

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