Page 97 of Ordinary Secrets

When I still don’t stop, he forces me to. In a single motion, he flips me onto my back and straddles me.

“Do you want me?” he asks, his nose barely a hair from mine.

Each pound of my heart against my chest screams,Yes, yes, yes!

This man has done things to me. He’s made me feel safe again when I wasn’t sure I ever could. He’s healed me. He’s made me feel like I deserve to be with a man who touches me with affection, not abuse. He’s made me feel like I’m me again. The me I was before I was made to feel weak and scared all the time.

Do I want him?Yes. More than anything.

“Own me, Trey.”

That is all the permission he needs to press his cock against my opening and push inside.

I whimper, gasping as he fills me. Pain and pleasure ripple between my legs. He goes slow at first, allowing me to stretch and get used to his size. Each time he draws back and pushes in again, he goes deeper. I moan beneath him, arching my head back as I take his cock the way I’m meant to.

With a grunt, he plunges into me all the way.

An uncontrollable wail escapes me as my fingernails dig into his back.

He stills. “Am I hurting you?”

“No,” I pant. Total lie, but I don’t want him to stop.

He kisses my forehead as he moves inside me. Soon, the soft pain turns into pure pleasure as all the protective walls I’ve spent years building up come crashing down.

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TREY

Her light chestnutwaves are sprawled out all over the grass. Her hands are clenched in the blanket beneath us. Her eyes are rolled back as her body trembles, taking every inch of me. This woman has never looked more irresistible.

She wraps around me perfectly—tight and dripping wet. Every time I thrust into her, she lets out the sexiest of moans. Arella could ask me to do anything for her right now, and I’d do it, no questions asked.

Every emotion running through me as I pump inside her is mine. The desire that shoots through my veins, the yearning in my heart, the need I feel to keep thrusting—all mine.

I’m close to the edge, but ending this too soon would be a tragedy. I’ve been waiting to have this moment with her for too long, and I’m not gonna ruin it by coming this fast.She feels so good though...

When my arms get tired of holding myself up, I lie on my side, facing her, and pull her leg over my shoulder. Easily, I find her damp opening again and slip back in. As every inch of me pushes its way through, my lungs lose air.

“Don’t stop,” she moans.

No worries, baby. I wasn’t planning to.

She arches her head back. “Yes. Harder.”

I obey, giving her what she wants. She screams as I thrust deeper into her, relentlessly rubbing her at the same time.

Harder.

Faster.

Harder.

Faster.

“Trey!”

I love hearing her scream my name as I watch myself disappear and reappear inside of her. Her breathless moans, her quivering hands, her curled toes. This is all I want to do—forever.

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