Page 84 of Hiding Secrets
“Shut it.” I smirk, slamming my mouth back onto his.
I can’t hear all of this from him right now. Not when I already let my guard down moments ago.
“You are deflecting, Flores.”
“Am I?”
“Yes.”
“Okay, but I think you like my version of deflection. Come on, don’t you want to punish me, big guy?” I palm the center of his slacks.
His eyes close for just a moment, “For?”
“You told me to not take her off the property. I took her off the property.” I state matter a factly.
He slits his eyes at me, “Did you do it so you would get punished?”
“No. I did it because I wanted to, regardless of your opinion.”
“And she came back crying.”
“Not what I thought would happen. The outcome was different then projected. And it wasn’t me who technically made her cry.”
“Fuck Flores, she isn’t some coding theory you are working on.”
“Everything is coding.”
“No, it’s not.”
“Eh, beg to differ.” I pull my palm away from his hardening cock.
“How did I know you would?” He grabs my wrist pushing my palm against him as he grinds his hips onto my hand.
“In the words you and Kameron love to tell me,I know you, Flores.” I try to make my voice sound as close and deep as his, but it sounds nothing like him and he chuckles at my attempt.
“Is that supposed to sound like me?” The corner of his eyes crinkle as he gives me the most genuine smile I have ever seen, “If so, I don’t sound like that.”
I can’t take my eyes off of him and the way his eyes light up just looking at me. It reminds me of the days when we first got together. The young love we had was world stopping, consuming, it was everything. As we all grew up and fell even deeper, it started to become different, not in a bad way but in a way that it needed to change. We were becoming adults, we had a plan to start a company together, to make our lives what we wanted. Each of us played a part in our future. The passion we had for each other made our world spin, and that inspired us to make it all happen.
He lifts his hand to my throat, squeezing the sides with just the right amount of pressure I like. My eyes flutter at the pressure, “I think it soundedexactlylike you,sir.” I give him a grin.
A flame lights up in his pupils as he steps forward, making me fumble to walk backward to match his rushed steps. I stumble as my back crashes on the wall, his grip on my neck keeping me standing.
“Keep it up, Marcus.” He applies more pressure to my neck.
I roll my eyes, as if my airway being cut off slightly isn’t making my breathing harder.
The delicious way my head starts to float makes my dick hard. Hunter notices, his eyes flickering to my tented jeans and back to my eyes. “Get on your knees, Marcus.” He releases my throat, allowing more air to enter my lungs as I drop to my knees. I look up at him, my mouth watering as I watch him unbuckle his slacks, eager to taste him again.
“Help me with this will you?” He moves his hands as the buckle unlatches.
I dart my hand up, removing his belt and unzipping his slacks, sliding them down along with his briefs. His thick cock springs out, and I dart my tongue out to lick the tip as I continue to drop his clothes on the ground.
He grasps my neck again pulling me away from his dick, “Did I say you could have a taste?” he growls, stepping out of his pants and pushing them aside.
“No, sir.”
“And yet you did.” he tilts his head at me.
