Page 38 of Filthy Little Secret

His face twists into a smirk before I give in.

“You gonna open your mouth for the train?” I ask as I get a spoonful and move it toward him.

He presses his lips together.

“Oh, now you close your mouth? You certainly don’t do that when I shove my fat cock in your face.”

When I keep moving the spoon closer to him, he turns his head.

“Stop it!” he says. He chuckles as he turns back to me. His eyes, sparkling in the living room light, catch me off guard. They make me see just how beautiful he really is.

I’ve noticed it a few times since we started all this.

Despite how hurt Greg left him, he still has this little kid in him that’s playful and eager and excited.

I come to life around him. Like he’s drawing out the little kid in me.

“Come on,” I say. Now I’m being serious. “Show me that you can take what I give you.”

He turns back to me, stares into my eyes, and opens his mouth.

“You ready to swallow my load?”

He leaves his mouth hanging open, not answering my question, but clearly inviting me to feed him.

I guide the spoon in, and when I pull it out, he closes his mouth and chews.

“You nasty fuck,” I say. “You dirty, dirty boy.”

When he swallows, my dick hardens.

“Mmmm,” I growl. I lean forward and offer a kiss to reward him.

As he kisses back, I find that a sharp delight rushes through me. Puts a smile on my face as once again, being with Mark makes me forget about the rest of the world. About pain. About sadness. About how cruel life can be.

“What…about…the no kissing…outside of sex…rule,” he says between kisses.

I break our kiss to say, “Who says we’re not going to have sex again?”

His smile broadens.

“You’re kind of amazing,” I say.

I don’t know why I even fucking said it, but I’m not ashamed. It’s how I really feel.

“What?”

“Don’t know what a guy like you ever saw in a guy like Greg.”

“I guess he didn’t see much in me.”

“And evidently Morgan didn’t see much in him either.”

Word got around that Morgan broke up with Greg two weeks ago, and when Mark first heard the news, I could tell he liked that it didn’t work out between them. But Greg’s already on the prowl for a new guy. Seen him around campus testing out a few freshmen.

“Fuck what that ass thought,” I say.

“Hold up. Why the fuck are you telling me that I’m amazing?”

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