Page 76 of All Our Secrets

Giving my clit one last flick, he moved his hand out of the way and tugged at my shirt. Off it went as the cool air touched my skin. My legs shook with my driven need as I raised myself up and aligned our bodies. He grasped my hips and thrust forward right as I sank down.

The moan flew out of me as Silas filled me entirely. It was wrong how easily my body accepted him. How quickly I allowed him inside me without a condom. How every pulse of his dick and the fullness felt so wickedly right.God, yes.He didn’t give me time to adjust to his size before he pulled out and slammed back in.

He groaned, hands roaming up my stomach and cupping my breasts, pinching my nipples slightly.

“Ah!” I couldn’t hold back my moans, my cries. With every touch, every thrust, I gave more than I meant to.

I ground my clit into his pubic bone, wanting the delicious friction that caused me to clench around his girth. Grabbing the back of my neck, Silas yanked me down, breasts to his chest. His hard body hit all the right places of my softer one when our lips clashed. If I thought the night would disguise him, I was wrong. His scarred side felt rough, different, and so wholly him against me.

Our desires weren’t pretty. Our teeth clanked with desperation. I wasn’t prepared for how good he tasted. How greedily I sucked on his tongue when it slipped between my lips. My chest, stomach, between my thighs—I burned everywhere. There was nothing of me he didn’t reach and run his hands over. Gripping, kneading my ass in his hold, rocking me into his cock. Slipping his hand in my hair, tugging just enough that I whimpered into his mouth.

Suddenly, I despised him. He wasn’t supposed to feel thisright.I pulled away to separate our mouths.

He didn’t allow that. “Don’t deny me,” he warned. One hand went to my neck, the other at my butt. He applied just enough pressure to my nape to hold me close. He kissed me again, tongue sliding forth, demanding, while he pumped his cock into me, locking me in place by the swollen flesh between my thighs and his kisses. His fucking felt like conquering. And that was what he did. His possessive control set me ablaze. That first wave of ecstasy swelled inside me. I didn’t want to give in to it. I thought if I refused the orgasm, it would go away. I flattened my lips against his, fighting back the inferno threatening to engulf me.

He noticed and growled. “Peyton.”

“Shh,” I said as my pussy started pulsating around him.

Oh God. I panted. He tugged at my long locks again, kneaded my hips and ass. He was everywhere. All over me and in me. It was too much. My resistance was futile.

“Wait. Stop. Please, don’t.”Please don’t make me come.It wasn’t supposed to consume me like this. When he felt me raise my body, his hold tightened.

“You came to me, yet you’re resisting. You keep denying me.” His hand went to my face and caressed my cheek. “Let go, baby. Come for me.”

Baby.

He thrust again, and I swore I saw the Milky Way flash behind my closed lids. Every part of me trembled above him as the powerful wave of my release swept me under.

The second I cried out, he chased the sound with his lips, plundering my mouth with his tongue again.

As my body came down from the aftershocks, Silas rocked into me and whispered into my ear. “Come for me again.”

My ear tingled. “Shh.”

“Why do you want me silent, Peyton?”

I ignored his question.

There was no way I was coming again after the strength of the first. I lifted myself up, just to sink down on him again. He groaned, then raised my hips, pulling out of me abruptly. I was confused, but only for a second before his hand slipped between us and strummed my clit. A bolt of ecstasy shot through me, and my lady bits clenched, missing his presence there. Oh God. Maybe he could get me off again. Was that why he’d pulled out? He was prolonging his release to give me another orgasm. Prolongingthisbetween us in the process.

My breath hitched as my heart raced.No. I couldn’t let him control this anymore.

Moving his arm, I gripped his shaft. “Wait, Peyton. Baby.”

Just like he ignored my pleas, I disregarded his request and sank down onto him again. My skin pebbled at the deep, throaty sounds he made. His cock jerked inside me. He was close. I’d already lost against him. It was only fair he failed at his goal too. His hands tightened around my waist, trying to hold me still, but I didn’t relent. I wiggled and worked myself on him.

“Fuck,” he groaned, then finally let me ride him the last few strokes. A different sort of pleasure rolled over me when I felt his release erupting inside me. One of victory and knowing he’d succumbed to me. As soon as he stopped pulsating inside me, it was a race to get out of the room.

I pulled back, but Silas locked me in his arms before I could get away. He flipped me until I was on my back, and he was above me. He didn’t say a word. Just kept kissing, hugging, petting me. Like he knew everything we’d experienced together had made me fragile. I didn’t speak either. I pushed at his chest, but he didn’t let me up.

Instead, the asshole pushed my knees up to my stomach, pinning me there. If the lights had been on, I knew he’d be looking at me because I could feel him trying to see me now.

“What are you doing?” I muttered. “I need to clean up.”

I jumped, surprised, when his fingers traced over my swollen pussy. Heat began anew when he grazed over the mess he’d made of me. I could feel it trickling out.

“You didn’t make me use a condom,” he stated.

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