Page 36 of Secret Confession
As we head back to the car, I’m feeling on a high from all the adrenaline, and I can’t wait to get back to Courtney, to let her know she doesn’t need to feel afraid anymore. But before I do, I have one last hurdle I need to overcome.
I pull Miles to one side, drawing in a quick breath to help steel my nerves. “I’ve told Courtney that she can stay at the Mansion for as long as she needs to. When I told her the threat would be gone today, she was pleased, but said she couldn’t make her brain stop feeling afraid. So I said she could stay there until she’s more settled and less scared. We know the threat is gone, but it may take time for her to feel the same.”
I try to make it sound like I’m looking out for her mental health, trying to keep her safe and respecting her wishes, and whilst that is partly true, it’s a tiny part. Mostly, I just can’t bear the thought of her leaving, and now I know she feels the same, there’s no way she’s going.
He pauses for a second, looking a little unsure of what to say, before he lets out a long sigh. “I hate that she’s still afraid, but if staying at the Mansion helps with that, then I’m happy. Are you sure she’s not imposing on you? I don’t want her getting in your way.”
I have to bite the inside of my cheek to prevent myself from saying something I shouldn’t. She will never be in the way, not when I want her near me at all times.
“No, I barely know she’s there,” I say, hoping like hell he can’t hear the lie.
“Thank you,” Miles says wholeheartedly as he holds his hand out for me to shake. “I can’t thank you enough for everything you’ve done for me…and Courtney.”
I shake his hand, a pang of regret hitting me, as I feel the smallest amount of guilt over being with Courtney. It’s not enough for me to stop, but I acknowledge that Miles might not be too happy when he finds out.
“You never have to thank me,” I tell him, whilst silently hoping he’ll forgive me when he learns the truth.
That’s when I know I’m in deeper than I thought, as I’m picturing a day when I have to tell Marcus and Miles that I’m with Courtney. I’m picturing a future with her, and as that thought settles into my mind, I feel a strange sense of peace at my decision.
I want to be with Courtney, and when the time comes, I’ll face the wrath of those who don’t approve of our relationship, but I won’t ever let her go. I’ll fight to keep her, as she’s mine now, and that won’t ever change.
As soon asI arrive home, and have checked with security to find out where I need to go, I speed walk towards Courtney’s wing of the house. She’s supposed to be in the library, but by the time I get to the first-floor corridor, I find her pacing in the hallway.
She’s walking away from me, but as soon as she turns and spots me, her gaze locks with mine and she freezes. For just a moment, we both stand there staring at each other, neither of us moving.
Courtney lets out a big sigh, and before I know it, she sets off running towards me. She launches herself at me, and I catch her just in time. She wraps her arms around my neck and her legs around my arse as I lift her into the air.
Our lips crash together in a passionate embrace as I turn and press her back against the wall, using my body to pin her in. Not that I’d be able to go anywhere, as the grip she has on me with her arms and legs is brutal.
When she pulls away, her breath tickling my cheek as I kiss and suck along her neck, she whispers against my ear. “I was so scared something would happen to you.”
It’s a confession I didn’t expect to hear. It’s been a long time since anyone has worried about me, and it warms me in a way I didn’t expect.
“You didn’t have to worry, Court. I was safe,” I tell her, as I continue to press sweet kisses along her throat and shoulders.
“I don’t want anything bad to happen to you. I-I… I can’t lose you,” she whispers, her voice catching in her throat at her admission.
As my body and the wall are caging her in, holding her up, I move one of my hands and rest it on her cheek, soothing my thumb over her soft skin. The smile she gives me makes my heart stutter.
“You won’t lose me. I’m yours for as long as you’ll have me,” I tell her, meaning every word.
I don’t know when this became something more for me, or if it even matters. What started out as an infatuation with Courtney has quickly become something important, and although we’re not quite in love yet, there’s the potential for this to be something amazing. I’m all in on this crazy rollercoaster.
“I want you, Daddy,” she tells me, right before she slams her lips against mine again.
I reach down and pull up the dress she’s wearing, as it’d already started bunching up around her waist, so I simply helped it along. I run my finger along the length of her panty-covered slit, feeling how wet she is for me.
“You’re so fucking wet, Little Lamb. Do you want Daddy’s cock?”
She nods, her eyes wide and pleading with me. “Yes, please, Daddy. I need you to fuck me like the dirty slut I am.”
My eyes roll at the sheer fucking turn on it is hearing those naughty words coming from her sweet lips, knowing I’m the one who tainted her innocence. I move my hand between us, shuffling her around a bit until I’m able to free my hard cock from the confines of my boxers.
It springs free, hard and ready as pre-cum pools on the angry, swollen tip. I try to move her knickers to one side, but I can’t seem to get them to stay where I want them.
Frustration gets the better of me, and without even thinking about it, I pull hard on the fabric, ripping the knickers apart, before throwing what’s left of them onto the floor.
Courtney lets out an indigent yelp, but before she can yell at me for ruining her knickers, I slam the length of my cock into her wet pussy. I don’t have the time or patience for foreplay, not when I can feel how ready for me she already is.
