Page 28 of His Secret

“Hey,” he whines. I run my fingers through his hair, tugging on the strands in the back. “Oh.”

I smirk against his lips. “I thought so.”

“Shut up.”

I press my lips firmly against his, kissinghim like I haven’t seen him in months, when it’s only been a day. I’ve found it’s getting harder and harder to be away from him.

It’s only been two weeks since we made out in his room for over an hour, finally solidifying this thing between us. Nobody knows, of course, but we do, and that’s enough for now.

I lift him up to sit on the dresser, and his legs wrap around me as our moans grow into frantic breaths.

“The bed,” he breathes.

I carry him over, placing him on his back as I climb over his body. “I don’t know how much time we have,” I say before kissing along his neck.

“Then don’t waste any. Take off your pants.”

I grin. “So bossy.”

He bites his bottom lip, cheeks flushed.

I quickly undress, and he does the same. We haven’t had sex yet. We haven’t done much more than kiss and touch. Matías has given me blowjobs, but I’ve yet to return the favor. Not for any reason other than I feel like I’ll be bad at it. I can use my hand no problem, but I don’t want him to be disappointed. However, I really want to try.

When Matías moves, ready to push me to my back, I stop him.

“Lie back.”

His brows go up. “You sure?”

I nod, bracing myself over him again, kissing his lips, chin, throat, and chest. I kiss a trail down his stomach, until I get to the head of his cock.

When I glance up, he’s staring down at me, lust gleaming in his eyes, excitement and impatience bursting at the seams.

I kiss the underside of his head and continue down his shaft.

“Oh god,” he moans, head flopping back to the pillow.

Imake my way back up and then circle the tip with my tongue before taking the shaft in my hand and putting it in my mouth.

“Oh Jesus,” he cries. “Yes.”

His words fill me with confidence, so I keep going. I take him deeper into my mouth, and when he moans, my cock twitches. I try to take more, but nearly gag, so I ease back up to the tip.

“Yeah. Lick the head. Oh fuck,” he cries.

I obey his command while stroking his shaft, looking up at him. His muscles are flexing as he grips the covers under him, his eyes squeezed closed and bottom lip trapped between his teeth.

“Oh, fuck. Adrian,” he gasps, his eyes opening and finding mine. “I’m gonna come.”

I keep my pace, my heart racing in my chest. My tongue flickers against the underside of his head, hand moving up and down.

“Oh, god. Oh—” His words are cut off by a roar of pleasure.

Cum shoots out, landing on his stomach, pouring over the sides and sliding through my fingers. My tongue laps up some of it as well, and it’s the first taste of a man I’ve had on my tongue.

I swallow, watching his body spasm as he sucks in gulps of air.

“Holy shit. Oh, my god,” he breathes.

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