Page 86 of All Our Secrets

“I heard nothing.”

He plopped down beside me, wrapped an arm around my neck, and pulled T.J. and me against him. We watched a movie while the baby fell back to sleep. At some point, I must have drifted off, because I woke to fingers playing with my hair. I cracked my eyes open, and I raised my head off Silas’s shoulder. The movie credits rolled, but Silas’s hand slipped down to my neck, massaging my nape.

“You were slouched forward. I didn’t want your neck to cramp,” he stated.

Despite the delicious tingles erupting on my skin, I brushed his hand away and realized my son wasn’t in my arms anymore, and panic set in. I jerked forward, and Silas caught my hand as I searched the room. “I put him in that crib thing you brought with you.”

I let out a shaky, relieved breath and stood abruptly. “Good night.”

“I wouldn’t have moved you if I’d known you would leave me so quickly.”

My heart rate quickened, but I managed to say one thing before leaving him alone. “Yes, you would have.” I was confident of that. For some strange reason, Silas King couldn’t stand to see me suffer in any way. Even if it was a simple cramped neck or burn on the hand, he fussed.

Once I checked on my son, I slipped beneath the covers and eyed the door. When Silas never barged in, it was a battle won. But there would be more to come.

I was stronger than my desire for Silas King.

Chapter Thirty-Four:

the real world

Peyton

Iclutched the sheet as the pillow muffled my moan. Oh God. Right there. I pushed my ass back to meet each of Silas’s powerful thrusts. Arm wrapped at my hip, he rubbed circular motions over my clit with his fingers. My stomach fluttered as the heat heightened, growing and growing into that sweet oblivion.

“Come for me.” Silas pressed his chest against my back as he slammed in.

I cried out, arching slightly, but Silas’s big body kept me pinned down. White spots clouded my vision in the dark room.

“Let go.”

I buried my face in the pillow again and came with his next thrust.

Silas grunted as my body pulsated around his girth. “Fuck.” That deep, throaty groan of his had my stomach tipping into another orgasmic frenzy.

“Silas,” I whimpered. “I think—” Oh sweet—I was going to come again.

“I can feel you.” His mouth brushed across my ear, and I shivered as he rocked into me. So deep that I felt perfect and whole with him. “You’re going to come for me again.”

His hand left my clit to grab my hip, then with his free one, he pressed a finger against my back hole. The sensation was so wrong and unexpected, but I didn’t care. My pussy tightened, my skin pebbled, and I came hard for him again.

His thrusts increased, his breath blowing against my ear. My face and neck heated, and a delicious tingle zinged up my spine when the spurts of his release jerked his cock inside me.

I breathed deeply, knees collapsing the second Silas raised up. But it didn’t last long before he pulled me to the side, wrapped his arms around me, and spooned me from behind.

Thiswas not supposed to happen. But Silas didn’t play fair. As usual, he had followed me around as we shopped to the point that we received questionable looks from others in our group. I’d fought the urge to go to him, but I’d woken in the middle of the night with Silas between my legs. Since I once again slept with no panties, I left myself available for him, and he knew that. So he carried me to his room and put me on my hands and knees…

Now my heart dropped, pumping sickly beats, aching inside my chest. God, why was this so hard? It was wrong, but I didn’t know how to make myself stop.I shouldn’t have started.

I tried to raise up, but his grip tightened. “For real this time, we can’t do this anymore.”

He panted slightly. I felt the thrum of his heartbeat against my back. It raced. He let go of me suddenly and turned on the light. I covered my breasts and eyes with each arm. “No light.”

“I can’t stand you hiding in the dark. I want to see you when I’m touching you.” He traced his finger across the arm concealing my breasts.

“This is the last time.”

“There is no last time.”

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