Page 33 of My Little Secret

Chapter 14

SADIE

I ledHawk over to my bed, because I knew where this was headed, and I wanted to sprawl out. I wanted him ramming me deep, fucking me so hard it left an imprint in my memory foam mattress. I crawled onto my king-sized bed, and he followed suit.

“My condoms are over there,” he whispered between kisses. “Somewhere in my luggage.”

“It’s okay.” I groped blindly for the nightstand, unwilling to break the kiss. “I went out and bought a pack as soon as you told me you might be coming.”

My fingers connected with the knob of the drawer. Hawk finished the job for me by pulling out the package, rolling the latex over his cock. I admired him even in this simple task. He was firm, masculine, completely rippling with sexiness. Even when he blinked his abs flexed. When the condom was on, he leaned down to kiss me again, this time more tenderly.

“I might come again really fast,” he warned.

“But you just did.” I poked him in the shoulder.

“You don’t understand the kind of pussy you have, babe.” His warm breath at my ear made my thighs clench. He dipped his hand between my legs and stroked. Anticipation washed over me, sending my legs splaying open. He pinched and prodded my tight clit. And then he pressed himself into me with a gentleness that almost distracted me from his girth. He slid in, filling me slowly, inch by languid inch, his face twisting into something primal and satisfied.

“Fuuuuck,” he said as he sank deeper.

I arched myself toward him, seeking out those last invisible centimeters of space until we could confirm he was buried to the max. I drew a shaky breath. I could feel him throbbing inside me, or maybe that was my own pussy, weeping with joy.

“You feel so fucking incredible.” His voice was distant, eyes pinched shut. I melted into the position, letting him pump into me at his own pace, which picked up with each new thrust. His eyes popped open, and our gazes seared together. This was real and raw, and more tender than anything I’d ever experienced.

The sound of our sex broke through, slick and suctiony. His grunts turned guttural as he sped up. I hooked my ankles behind his back, my mind going fuzzy as the pace and pressure pushed me to the precipice.

“I’m close,” I whimpered, digging my fingernails into his shoulders. In his eyes, I could see things I’d never seen—or maybe never noticed—before. The depth of those brown eyes, betraying the depths that I was still only just beginning to learn. The sweetness in him. The absolutely fucking primal side that could drive me off a cliff as he was doing now.

The pleasure came in a sharp burst, and suddenly I was coming, wailing against the shuddering sensations wracking my body. I clutched his forearm as the orgasm assailed me, wave after sticky wave crashing through me. He stilled, buried deep, his abdominals jolting as he came to another orgasm. He let out a gravelly moan and collapsed on top of me, scooping me into his arms.

He murmured incoherently into my ear, drifting lazy kisses along my jaw. We breathed in sync for several minutes, my mind reeling from the experience.

Finally, when I could talk, I said, “Whoa.”

He sighed. “Yeah. That about sums it up.” Hawk pulled himself out of me, rolling off the condom. He headed for the bathroom and returned a moment later, face still flushed.

“I didn’t think you’d make me come twice in the first half hour,” he admitted, sliding into bed beside me.

“You underestimate me.”

“I thought it would have been more like twice in the first few hours.”

“Maybe our average will go down to that after a few more months,” I said. “Or after the first year. But for now? No way. Way too much sexual frustration to keep it so reserved.”

“First year, huh?” His big, rough hand smoothed over my bare belly. “You have a lot of faith in us already. I like that.”

“Well, you flew across the country to spend New Year’s Eve with me. That’s one of the most romantic things anyone has ever done. I’ll give you at least a year.”

His sharp laugh punctured the air. “A year until what? You dump me?”

“Until I move on to my next MMA celebrity crush.” I nudged him with my foot, winking. “You know that’s a lie, Hawk. You’re the first and only.”

He smiled, gaze drifting away. “You think your family with ever accept it?”

“Gonna have to.” I folded my hands underneath my head, contemplating the ceiling. “They’ll come around.”

“What about your job?”

“I’ll still work for him. I’m just going to pass off the conflicting projects to my assistant. Namely, everything that’s set to happen in the next few weeks.” I grinned at him.

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