Page 7 of The Secret Play

“Stop teasing?—”

He slid in halfway, and I was so on edge, I thought I might come right then.

He watched where our bodies joined and an animal growl came out of his chest. Fuck, there was something so primal about him, and I couldn’t get enough of it.

As he began a rhythm, I thrust up to meet him, and soon, we were as close as two people could be.

Inside, he was filling me up. And he rolled against my clit with every thrust.

But I still couldn’t come.

It had always been that way for me. Orgasms on my own were great. Orgasms with a man were elusive. Not impossible, but difficult all the same, so I usually ended up finishing myself off. If I finished at all. I still enjoyed sex, but it was never a climax guarantee.

But being close with Red like this felt different.

He leaned on his forearms next to my head and stared deep into my eyes. “You’re so damn beautiful. Especially when I—” He cut himself off to dive deep inside and make me arch beneath him. Then he bent to my ear, his hot breaths caressing the shell. “You’re right there, aren’t you? So close you can taste it?”

“Yes,” I whispered.

“What’s stopping you?”

“I don’t…I don’t know.” No point in getting into it now. I wanted to enjoy him and the moment. If I didn’t come, it wouldn’t be a surprise. But I didn’t believe in faking it, either, so I hoped he wouldn’t make a big deal about it.

Red reached down, taking my hands in his and pinning them to the bed while he practically danced inside of me.

I felt so full.

His cock brushed against that magic spot inside, and I gasped hard. I hadn’t seen that coming. But he worked himself right there, over and over, until the throb became something more.

“I’ve got you. Just relax.”

And for once, I did. There was no logical reason for it, no sane reason for me to trust him. But the last of my usual tension fell away. No more worrying about if I was going to come or not. I was just enjoying the moment.

And it felt so good.

He felt so good.

The next thing I knew, I was coming so hard I thought I’d black out. Heat flashed through me, and something ecstatic burst inside, unleashing a howl from my throat.

“Oh, fuck yes,” he snarled as he pounded into me.

One became two which became more, and I wondered what the hell was happening. I never came like this, not even with toys. But Red worked my body over again and again until I was weak from it. From him. I patted his shoulder with a shaking hand, and he slowed to a stop, kissing me deeply.

“Need to stop coming?”

“Yeah,” I barely gasped.

He pulled out and let me breathe for a moment before flipping me onto my stomach. “There we go.” He spread my legs and hoisted my hips up. “My turn.” He entered me from behind, filling me up before he laid on my back again. “And you’re not done coming, are you?”

“I’m not?”

“You’re young. You can take it.” He reached beneath my hip and felt around until he found my clit. “Can’t you?”

“Yes?”

“Good girl.” He played with me as he fucked me, and I couldn’t have stopped coming if I’d wanted to. I lost count as I bit the pillow.

His groans became growls and he sped up right as I felt him swell inside of me. “I can feel you coming on me, Blue. Fuck.”

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