Page 10 of My Little Secret

I nudged myself further inside. The pressure was building to a dizzying level. I hadn’t gotten off in a few weeks as it was, so this was a challenge in mental control. Her head lolled back and she groaned as I sank deeper. I pinched my eyes shut, a wave of pleasure blinding me for a moment. Jesus Christ, she felt divine—silky heat that begged me to stay forever.

I sank as deep as I could and gripped her hips as though she might float away. She whimpered, grabbing my wrists.

“Fuck, Hawk.”

My breaths came out in labored puffs. If I let my mind drift even for a second, I’d come instantly. “I’m gonna lift you, babe. Okay?”

She nodded, and I hoisted her at the hips. Her pussy clenched around me, yanking me closer to the edge. I gritted my teeth, rolling my hips in a slow, deliberate circle against her. She gave a strangled moan, primal and sexy.

“You like that?” I did it again, and she whimpered and nodded, fisting the bedspread. “You feel so good, Sadie. I wanted to come the second I slipped inside you.”

Her breaths came out fast. “This is unreal.”

I grinned, rolling against her again before I drew my hips back, my dick sliding out. I pinched her clit as I drew back and then pressed my thumb in a slow circle as I pushed back inside her. She wailed, her pussy clenching around me. She was close again.

“I’m gonna come.” It sounded more like begging. I bit my lip. “Hawk, holy fuck, what are you, a sorcerer?”

My abs flinched with a laugh, but it faded fast as I drew back again slowly, repeating the movement. My cock strained with the effort of holding back; this release would be epic. As I pushed back inside again, a bit harder this time, she moaned again, a feral and raw noise.

“Ohhh, Hawk! Fuck!” Her eyes squeezed shut, and I knew it was time. Her pussy contracted in waves around me, and I didn’t let up, knocking against her clit as I pumped myself in and out of her again. That was all it took. The orgasm steamrolled me, flooding every crevice of my body with explosions and thick, churning bliss. It lasted so long I thought I went blind. I let out a moan that sounded strange to my ears.

I doubled over on top of Sadie, and she clung to me. We breathed heavily together, chests in rhythm, until she sighed at my ear.

“I’ve never come twice in a day,” she whispered. “With a man, I mean.”

I pushed onto my elbows to look at her. She was flushed and beaming. “Congratulations. Or should I take that as a compliment?”

“I’ve been masturbating to your likeness for a year now.”

The admission seemed to stun her as much as it surprised me. Her words trickled through me like the flush of an unexpected award. Eyes wide, she clamped her mouth shut.

“I think that’s really sexy.” I nuzzled her neck. “I would have been jacking off to pictures of you for a year if I had them.”

“I can send you some.” She blinked. “You know, to last you for the next year.”

“Oh no. I don’t want pictures. I want the real Sadie.” I nipped at her earlobe. “I want you to spend the night.”

She tensed beneath me. I thought this had been sexy talk, but maybe not. “I don’t know if I can.”

“Please.” I lined her jaw with kisses. “I promise I won’t tell your boss tomorrow. He doesn’t have to know.”

She laughed half-heartedly. “You make it hard to say no.”

“That’s also why I’m lying on top of you.”

She snorted, swatting at my shoulder.

“Just have breakfast with me tomorrow. It’ll be healthy shit, too. You can’t say no to that.”

She avoided my gaze, and that tension in the air ratcheted up a notch. “I work early. Too early for breakfast.”

I knew plenty well what rejection sounded like, but hell if I’m used to getting it from someone like Sadie. Disappointment rushed through me, but then she added, “But I’ll spend the night.”

I smashed my lips against hers. “I’ll take it.”

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