Page 25 of The Secrets Behind Us

Pulling back from her kiss, I lay down next to her on the bed and roll her on top of me. She lifts her head and smiles at me. “Now, it’s your turn.” Her voice is silky and sends a throb straight my cock.

“You don’t have to, I wanted to make you feel good.”

“Please, I need to do this. I want to. You wouldn’t deny me, would you?” She shimmies her way down my body. Just watching her move down me, her eyes never leaving mine, turns me on even more. I know in my mind that she’s about to wrap her luscious lips around my cock, the anticipation is making my dick harder and harder.

“No. I wouldn’t deny you.” More like can't.

Her warm breath skitters across my stomach as she reaches for my waistband and unbuttons my pants. I lift so she can easily pull my pants down, and she doesn't disappoint. She pulls my pants and boxers down to my knees at the same time, allowing my cock to bounce in front of her face. She blows air against my shaft, and it makes my body shiver. She giggles at my reaction. Her eyes harden as she licks up and down my shaft as if it is her favorite ice cream sundae. She swirls her tongue around the tip, tasting my precum. “Mmm…so good.” She moans deep in her throat and licks her lips.

Without warning, she engulfs my cock. All I can focus on is her warm, wet mouth and I love the way she is making me feel. She slides me down her throat even more and I can’t believe how deep she is taking me. Her small hand comes up to my heavy balls and starts to fondle them, and I lose the little bit of control I had. My hips start thrusting up into her, making my cock touch the back of her throat and causing her to gag. If I don’t get inside her soon, I’m going to end up exploding down her throat.

I don’t want that. I’m only going to come inside her pussy. I grab her biceps and pull her up, “I need to be inside you.”

Her eyes gloss over with lust at my declaration. She gingerly moves up my body and places her knees on either side of my waist. She rises up and notches my cock at her pussy. I love how she takes direction without me giving her a play by play.

I watch the whole time as her cunt swallows my dick, and all I can think about is how she is mine. I’m never letting anyone or anything else come between us again. I’ve spent so many years pissed off and just getting through life. From here on out, I’ll be living my life to the max with Hazel by my side.

“Fuck, Dex. You feel so good.” She's practically breathless as her chest heaves.

She continues to ride me and I’m fucking mesmerized by the way she looks. She glides up and down looking like a queen. Sweat beads on her forehead and drips down, landing in the crook of her neck. I want to lean up and lick it off her beautiful, creamy skin but the pain would be too much. I can’t wait till these ribs are healed. I can’t wait to chase her and fuck her everywhere I find her. Once I can move better, she won’t know what’s coming.

My thoughts move me closer to the edge and shit, I’m getting close. I need her to come first.

“Touch yourself,” I demand.

She obeys and moves her small fingers to her clit. I watch as she makes small circles on her clit to get herself closer. Watching her creates a desperate feeling within me, and I can’t help but ignore the pain in my ribs. I start to thrust up and down erratically in her pussy.

“Aaah…Dex. I’m coming,” she screams, tightening all around me.

My vision blurs and I can’t help it. I hold her down against my thighs as I come deep inside, groaning as her cunt milks my cock.

Once I’m done emptying myself in her, she moves to lay down beside me in bed. “Shit, that was intense,” she says, giggling.

I can’t help myself and smile as I turn to look toward her, “Yes, it fucking was.”

She fidgets with her fingers for a moment. “What happened yesterday after you left?”

I scrunch my forehead. I should’ve known she was going to ask, but I don’t want to talk about it. “Why?”

“Don’t you think I deserve to know?”

I mull her question in my head a little bit. She does deserve to know. I just don’t want to tell her. I’m ashamed that my own father was the one threatening her. I let out a sigh. “I went to my dad’s warehouse. He was the one who was sending the texts.”

“What?” She shoots up off the bed with her forehead creased.

I shake my head. “It doesn’t matter. I’m done.”

“What do you mean you're done?”

My jaw tightens at the thought of my dad being the reason that Hazel left me in the first place. “I mean I’m not fighting for him anymore. I’m done talking to him. Everything. He’s out of my life. He had it coming."

She rubs her hand over my chest, almost absent-mindedly. “Are you okay?”

Stroking my hand over her hair, I take a minute to process everything that has happened over the last few days.

“Yes. I am. My dad and I have had a rocky relationship since I was little. It got even worse when you left. I don’t need him. I have you. I have my brothers. That’s all the family I need.”

She kisses me over my heart. “So, after all that, now we can be together? No more secrets?”

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