Page 135 of His Secret Gift

“Good,” she murmured after freeing it at each side of my body. Then, she grabbed my face, and we kissed some more, her lips tasting even more delectable than normal.

When she starts undressing, I reach out to touch her, but she stops me.

“I’ll tell you when.”

I can’t believe how good she is at this.The meek mannered girl from Aurora, Indiana being a dom. Never thought I’d see the day. But I’m happy to bear witness to it.

She slides out of her dress and is only in a bra and underwear. They’re both black. And as much as I want to reach out and cup her breasts, I don’t.

Next, she pushes my shirt completely off, and then removes the white t-shirt underneath, as well.

“Lay down,” she commands. “Good. Now put your hands above your head.” I abide.

You’d think she was a sailor with the accuracy she used to tie my tie around my hands and a nearby post.

“Good,” she repeats as she brushes her hand on my torso. She then climbs on top of me and kisses down from under my chin and all the way down my chest.

When she’s in the right position, she takes her two index fingers and flips them into the waistband of my underwear, and she pulls them down.

“Can I get undressed like this every night?”

Kayla gleans. “We’ll see.”

Then, she rubs up and down before taking me into her mouth.

Oh, god.I close my eyes and enjoy the sensation.

Just when I’m about to come, she stops.

“What—” I raise my head.

“Do you have a condom?”

“Um.” My brain is scrambled from the pleasure she made me feel. “I think so. Check my pocket.”

She does and finds one.Thank goodness for my preparations.

Unlike the last time, she opens it this time and rolls it down over me. It’s honestly incredibly sexy.

Then, she takes her underwear off before unhooking her bra and getting on top of me again.

Since my hands aren’t available, she must do all of the work, but I slide inside of her again.

After that, I get to watch as she thrusts against me—every other part of her body delightfully jiggling in response. Again, I wish my hands were free, but just watching is fine too.

We gasp, moan, and pant together until I see her throw her head back.

I then allow myself to come.

When it’s over, she undoes my hands and lies with me. I run my hand along her jaw.

“That was nice.”

She chuckles against my skin.

“What?”

“Nothing. That was just—fun.”

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