Page 15 of His Secret Addiction

Christ, I could grow addicted to her intoxicating taste. And the way she responds to my touch. Even the way she loses her shyness and boldly digs her fingers into my hair, pushing me harder against her sex, seeking that sweet release only I can give her, that only I will ever give her.

Mine!

My eyes search hers as I close my lips around her clit and apply light suction. I watch hungrily, drinking in her expression, as her lips part with a soundless scream and her eyes roll back. I drop my gaze to her flushed, juicy tits that shake as she rides my face. Her pussy begins to quiver against my tongue when I increase pressure on her clit, a tremble racking her body seconds before she explodes.

Her fingers tug at my hair and her sex clenches hard around my tongue as she climaxes, painting my chin and jaw with her arousal. She chants out my name as I pleasure her through the orgasm and doesn’t stop until the storm subsides.

“God,” she heaves, her body still shaking with beautiful spasms even as I climb to my feet. Her face is flushed and her eyes drowsy when they lock with mine. She looks so fucking gorgeous, and I can’t help but imagine how she’ll look with my cock buried inside of her, but I am not about to pop her cherry in here.

My hands drop to my dick, tugging down my zipper to pull out my cock when her much smaller hands close over mine. “Let me,” she says nervously. I notice the flush on her cheeks deepen as she slides her slender fingers into my jeans, gasping in surprise when her hand closes over my cock. “It’s so big.”

“I can’t wait any longer,” I grit out, dropping my forehead to hers. My breathing comes in pants when she tightens her grip and uses both of her hands to stroke me.

“Is…is this okay?”

“Perfect,” I choke out, my balls drawn tight with the need for release. My muscles tighten, the tingle at the base of my spine letting me know how close I am to exploding. I hiss when her fingers brush the head of my cock, using the moisture leaking down my shaft to ease her strokes. “Fuck, kitten. I’m so close.God!” I growl, thrusting into her grip, and it only takes a few moments before I come with a rough grunt. Her surprised cry rings in my ear as I spill an endless string of thick white cum on her palm in fat spurts, but she doesn’t stop stroking me. I paint her stomach with my seed, marking her as mine until I’m spent.

My mouth seeks hers once the climax has eased off, dragging my lips hotly over hers until we’re both out of air. “Am I forgiven?” I rasp against her lips. “Can we go now and meet my family?”

“Please don’t talk about them while I still have your…um, your thing in my hand.”

I chuckle at her words. “My thing?”

“Stop. You know what I mean.” She licks her lips, avoiding my gaze when I push back to look at her, and Christ, she’s a vision. I have already claimed this girl in front of the entire world, and many people, including her, will believe it’s just a publicity stunt.

I guess I’ll have to convince her and the rest of the world that Elizabeth Fae is mine, that my feelings for her are real.

“Let’s get out of here,” I say, fixing her sweater before looking around for where I tossed her jeans. We clean up with the wet wipes she keeps in her bag before she slides back into her panties and jeans, and I straighten my own clothes. The room smells of sex, but there is little we can do about that.

“I can’t believe we just did that in here,” she whispers, and I lean back to watch her finish getting dressed, slowly coming to terms with my feelings for her. “Do you think anyone heard us?”

“Not yet, but they will if we don’t leave now. I am barely holding back from touching you again, kitten.”

She blushes, avoiding my gaze when she speaks next. “You better not call me that in front of your parents.”

“I can’t make any promises.”

Chapter Six

Liz

The truth.

That is what I expect Sebastian to tell his parents when they sit us in their living room and bombard us with questions about our relationship, how and when we started dating, why we kept it a secret. This is his family, and they would never do anything to sabotage his career, so I wait for him to tell them about our sham of a relationship.

“We’ve been dating for a year.”

My jaw drops on the floor. I haven’t seen this man in well over a year, but the lies don’t end there.

“You both know how busy I have been and that couldn’t make it home, so our relationship has been a long-distance one.”

I turn to his parents, expecting them to call him out on his lies, but they are nodding.

Do they actually believe the bull he is feeding them? How can they believe his lies when I don’t even have Sebastian’s phone number! He and I were never close, and every interaction we’d had in the past consisted almost entirely of me silently watching him play his music and him ignoring me.

“What about you, Elizabeth?”

My eyes shoot up at the mention of my name, and I blink rapidly when I find all eyes on me. I let out a nervous chuckle and straighten in my seat. “Sorry, did you say something, Mrs. Foster?”

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