Page 77 of All Our Secrets

My breath hitched as he continued to rub me. I’d never once thought of using one.All I knew was that I needed to feel you.“It was a mistake.”

“No.”

Pressing his forearm against the inside of my knees, he pushed my legs farther back, until they were at my chest again. My face burned even though he couldn’t see me in the dark.

“What are you doing?” I asked and gasped as two fingers dipped inside me.

“Putting my cum back inside where it belongs,” he said gruffly. “You can clean up after you come again.”

I should have known Silas would be just as commanding in the bedroom as he was outside it.

He pressed his thumb against my clit while slipping two fingers in and out of me. The wet, slurping sounds my body made should have embarrassed me, but the thought of my release mixed with his had my body tensing as another orgasm crashed through me. There was no torturous build-up. He delivered it within seconds.

I didn’t say a word as I panted. My pussy tingled and throbbed around his digits as he shamelessly continued until I gripped his wrist to stop him.

He said nothing else, and I didn’t either. He dropped my legs, and I stumbled off his bed in my hurry to escape. His cum was a sticky juncture between my legs as I fumbled through the suite. By the time I made it to the bathroom, some of it leaked onto my inner thighs. My breath quickened as I looked down at myself. Parts of my skin were blotched and red from his handling. My lips were swollen and the area around them tender from his beard.

I had done what I set out to do, but at a steep cost. The hum inside me was worse than before. Already… the absence of his touch was powerful. I couldn’t do that again. Once had to be enough.It was enough.

Oh God.

I crept into my room to check on my son before hopping into the shower. I let the water spray across my face before the tears came. A part of me wondered why I couldn’t be satisfied as I was. I had a perfect, healthy son, and yet… I’d snuck off while he slept to seduce Silas.

One day my own son might resent me if he knew.

I covered my mouth to hide the wail.

Chapter Thirty-Two:

good girl

Silas

Inever expected my Peyton to come to me in any scenario. Oh, but man did I fantasize. I dreamed of Peyton in every way, in any angle, and in every fucking situation, but never would I have believed she’d come to my bed, climb on top of me, and ride out her pleasure. She didn’t ask or wait. All she had to do was feel my straining cock beneath her, and she took.

It was a fantasy come to life. Only so much fucking better.

I barely slept. I couldn’t. Not after she left me. I wasn’t finished with her that night, orever,but I sensed her retreat within herself, and after playing with her pussy one last time, I let her escape.For now. Whatever was going on with her, it changed everything. I’d figured it would take a while to make her mine. I didn’t want to come on to her until I knew she was ready.

But she’d just made all my choices from there on out ten times easier. I didn’t have to tiptoe around her being Theodore’s widow. I wouldn’t let her hide behind it either. I would have given her a little more timebeforeshe rode my dick and revealed her mutual attraction. But now she’d unleashed a beast that had spent far too many years trying to forget the girl speaking through his headset every night. She was stuck with me.

Then it hit me all over again. The heat enveloping my cock as I thrust inside her. The sounds she tried to suppress. Her actually daring to tell me to stop making her feel good. All the shushing she did like it would make me silent.Fuck.Peyton had climbed on top of me. Me.She was into me.

I adjusted my aching cock as I stepped out of the bathroom that morning.

Peyton might desire me, but it was clear she was upset about it all the same. Was it because she was lonely and needed relief? Had she only chosen me because I was convenient? Was it just a fuck? I had a feeling I wasn’t going to like the answer. She had another think coming if she thought I would act like it never happened.

She was my past and my future. Peyton was my forever.

I had to fight the instinct to go to her that night after she left me. I wanted my hands all over her. Again. And again, but that wasn’t why I wanted to follow her. I needed to know that she was okay after I pushed her for a little more, drove her into another orgasm before I let her run. I wanted to comfort her. And to tell her I didn’t act that way with women. Ineverwent without a condom, but it wasPeyton. And I’d always do what I could to be as close to her as humanly possible—including letting her ride me bare. I might die if I couldn’t make her understand that she was mine. And that I was hers. I’d always been hers. But T.J. had been asleep in her room. If I had woken him by chasing after her… yeah, I wasn’t going to go there.

I glanced at her bedroom. Hmm. Was she hiding out? I figured she’d—

The creak of the refrigerator opening had me spinning around.

Stepping into the kitchen, I found Peyton drinking a Dr Pepper with T.J. in her arms.

She must have heard my footfalls because she turned. “Oh good. You’re up. I thought I would have to wake you.”

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