Page 99 of The Secret

I’d almost didn’t bother with a third pair before Murray arrived, seeing as he would simply remove them anyway, but decided that was a fraction too brazen for our first time.

I walked over to the armoire where I’d laid out my favorite dark gold lace, the color of his hair, and slipped them on, sat down and watched the clock until it struck eleven p.m.; the hour of our agreed rendezvous.

This was not like watching a clock where time stands still. No, this had the opposite, almost warp like speed effect; the door opened softly and he was standing there, stealing what little composure I had left. It clicked behind him and he leaned against it.

He was wearing nothing but a pair of soft, black cotton shorts. His hair was wet from a shower, his golden skin darker from a day in the sun. The shadows from the dimmed sconces flicked across his tight abs and thick pecs, his enormous biceps flexed with power as he casually pushed his hands into his pockets. But that was the only thing casual; because the way he was looking at me… there was only possession and danger. I knew I could do nothing but surrender to him. I didn’t want to do anything else.

He was magnificent.

His dick was already straining against his shorts, but he paid it no attention, his hooded gaze focused solely on me. My mouth filled with saliva and my fists clenched into themselves, hoping the pain of my nails digging in would stop me from passing out from the speed at which my pulse was racing.

“Kit…” His voice was warm and soft, coating my body, sweet like honey, “Come here…”

I followed his crooked finger, noticing his breath catch as I stood up which calmed my fraying nerves, thankful I wasn’t the only one feeling like this. He smelled like oak and sandalwood, and him. And I wanted that smell on me, I wanted him on me.

I stopped inches away.

“Shhhhh, darling.” He placed his palm on my chest, then took my hand and mirrored the motion. Under my fingers I could feel his heart beating as fast as mine. “See? I’m the same.”

I finally managed to suck in some air, calming myself in the process.

“You are so beautiful like this, so goddamn beautiful.” His fingers laced through the ends of my hair, carefully curling it around his fist. His lips brushed mine so gently I almost wasn’t sure they’d touched. “This is what’s going to happen. First, I’m going to remove this flimsy excuse for a bra…” His fingers slid under the straps, allowing them to fall off my shoulders. Warm hands skimmed my back as he unhooked my bra with the expertise of a seasoned professional. He caught it in his hands as it fell from my body, lifting it to his nose and breathing deeply. He was close enough to me that I felt his dick twitch against my leg.

Once more I was glued to the spot, unable to do anything except take shallow breaths as his thumbs ran over my nipples before a hot tongue took the place of one. My loud groan broke his trance and he lifted me up, taking four large strides and threw me on my bed, which was big enough to sleep a family of six.

He rose, crawling over my body until he hovered above me. “We aren’t alone in this house, Columbia. You can scream all you want when we’re back home, but here you need to keep quiet. I don’t want anyone to hear your moans except me, every single one belongs to me. I’ve earned them and I’m not sharing.”

His hungry mouth crushed mine, and if I hadn’t already been lying down, I would have been after this kiss, my body melting as quickly as our ice creams had in the sun. His tongue swept round, engulfing me, taking no prisoners as he tasted every corner of my mouth like it was his appetizer, and I was the main meal.

He swallowed my next groan. I didn’t know how I was going to remember to keep them in when I could barely remember who I was or where I was.

“Don’t make me gag you.” He nipped my neck, chuckling darkly, although I wasn’t sure he was joking.

My back arched off the bed as his lips found my nipple again, his fingers rolling the other with equal pain and pleasure as each bite was followed by a soft laving. “Jesus, fuck.”

His hot breath left a trail of condensation on my skin as his mouth moved downward. “There’s that word again. I did say I’d use it as a noun and a verb, so maybe I should make good on my promise… What do you think, Columbia?”

The only thing I could think was that my body was about to be ripped in half; igniting from his touch.

“Please…”

He sat back on his haunches, his fingers hooking under the elastic of my panties. I wanted to watch but I couldn’t muster up the amount of consciousness needed to do it.

“Look at me.”

My eyes flicked up at his order.

His hands gripped onto my calves, forcing my knees to bend up, and then he spread me wide. Like earlier, I was too far gone to be embarrassed at his blatant staring, and it wasn’t just staring, he was transfixed. His hands cupped underneath me, his middle finger testing a path from top to bottom, spreading my lips, releasing a gush of wetness into his palm.

The vibrations running through my entire nervous system turned into tremors that would have registered on the Richter Scale when his mouth lowered and his tongue took a long lap along my slit, flicking my clit to finish.

My juices coated his mouth as his eyes locked with mine; erotic and so fucking sexy. This was going to be over in seconds.

He slowly ran his tongue over his lips. “You taste incredible.”

His tongue dipped for a second go-round, taking me to detonation. As predicted, the third time sent me freefalling into an abyss I’d never travelled to before, wave after wave crashing violently through my body until my brain was shaking in my skull, and I thought my heart would implode. When I finally managed to open my eyes, my breath didn’t just catch, it suctioned into a vacuum of our making.

It was one of those situations you had to see to believe, except I didn’t want anyone else seeing this. Murray had kicked off his shorts and was standing at the end of the bed; his cock was also standing at full attention, long, thick, and hard, the tip glistening with pre-cum as he stroked it lazily. It wasn’t just impressive, it was remarkable. Beautiful. His cock was as beautiful as he was.

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