Page 74 of His Secret

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

ADRIAN

I take my time,enjoying being able to touch his body again. I place my hand over the trail of hair on his stomach as I kiss around his hip. My lips stop above the waistband of his boxer-briefs, knowing that’s where I want to go and explore, but a small amount of apprehension has me hesitating.

I want to do it, even though I shouldn’t.

To anyone else, what I’m doing now, what I’m about to do, what I’ve been wanting to do, is wrong. Plain and simple. There are no excuses, reasons, or justifications good enough for the line I’m crossing.

But being with Matías? That’s not wrong. It can’t be. It never was. Not when my dad tried to convince me that that was the case, and not now even though I’m married. He has a part of me still, and probably always will.

My fingers slip into the waistband as I glance up at him. He’s watching me like he’s waiting for me to bolt—to put a stop and walk away.

I tug them down, and he lifts up so I can free them from his hips.

His cock slaps against his stomach, thick and hard. I lickmy lips, ready and yet still nervous. I realize he’s been awfully quiet, which wasn’t the norm for him.

Before I touch him again, I ask, “Are you okay?”

His chin dips slightly as he looks down at me. “Yes.”

“You’re quiet. I thought you liked to tell people what to do. You know, use collars and leashes and whatnot.”

His lips twitch before he’s biting down on a smile. “Been thinking about that, huh?”

My cheeks feel warm. “Not really.”

He laughs. “I’m letting you make the decisions,” he says. “What we do is whateveryouwant to do. I don’t want you to feel like I’m forcing you into anything.” He pauses. “And I’m waiting for you to change your mind.”

I drop lower, settling into my place between his legs. “I’m not going to.” And then I take his cock in my hand and lift it from his body before I open my mouth and close my lips around him.

“Oh. fuck,” he groans, hands fisting the covers.

I moan as I slide him in deeper, getting his shaft wet so I can stroke. I curl my fingers around him, tugging on him with a firm grip at a leisurely pace.

“Oh, yeah,” he moans, eyes closing briefly.

I twirl my tongue around the tip before once again taking him further into my mouth. After a few minutes of getting back into the swing of things, I bob up and down on his shaft, slurping and moaning like a porn star.

My dick grows impossibly harder inside my boxers, dying to be touched.

“Adrian,” Matías moans, sending a jolt of excitement up my spine. “Fuck. It’s so good.”

His fingers run through my hair, tugging on the strands while also pushing my head down. I can tell he’s trying tocontrol himself, but he fucks my face from his position, his hips moving up and down.

I nearly gag when he goes too deep, making a choking sound, so he stops moving. But I don’t want that. I want all of him. I want this new side of him. I want to experience things the way he does them now.

I grab his hand and put it back on my head, moaning around his dick as I take him deeper. He gets the hint and continues moving his hips.

“That’s it,” he says in a sinful voice. “Take it.” He inhales. “Yeah, just like that.”

Everything inside me melts. His voice elevates the entire experience, and I never want him to be quiet again.

I pull away. “You like it?” I ask. I know he does, but I need to hear his words.

“I love it.” His fingers gently run through my hair. “Now try to take me deep again. Slowly. Breathe through your nose.”

I listen, only so happy to do so. He encourages and praises me the entire time.

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