Page 47 of My Favorite Secret
“Look at me while you suck my cock, Harper.” My words are barely a whisper, but it seems to fuel her even more.
She gazes up at me and moans around my dick. Her pace increases and she becomes adventurous, taking me deeper until I can feel the back of her throat against the head of my cock.
“You’re so good at this. I can hardly believe you’ve never done it before. Those lips were made to suck cock.”
My hips jerk as I fight against the waves of pleasure coursing through me. I’ve never been one to lie back and let a girl have her way with me. I like to be in control and the one doing the fucking. It’s torture sitting here, when all Iwant is to push Harper onto her back and thrust into her pussy, claiming her body.
But then she looks up at me again, making eye contact, and the desperate look in her eyes is more than I can bear.
“You turn me feral, Harper.”
Unable to control myself any longer, I stand up to gain leverage. One hand fists her hair. The other leans on the wall behind Harper to support myself while I look down, panting, breathless as I start fucking her mouth hard.
Harper’s eyes widen with surprise. She gasps for air. Her eyes water as she struggles to keep me in her mouth. I question whether I’m being too rough with her, but she doesn’t push me away. Her hands tighten at my hips. Her gaze turns pleading, begging for more.
“So pretty,” I groan while the pleasure intensifies with each thrust. I grit my teeth, trying to resist the powerful orgasm building within me. But I can’t hold back any longer and spill into her mouth.
I thrust deeper, hitting her gag reflex on purpose so she’s forced to swallow my cum. She chokes on my dick, but not once does she pull away. She’s eager. Her throat works, swallowing me down.
“That’s it, my Little Sinner,” I growl, thrusting harder and deeper. “Swallow me.”
My knees grow weak and I shudder with the intensity of my release. When she’s sucked me dry, I pull her up to her feet, pressing her against the wall with a breathless kiss.
“The best head I’ve ever had. Are you okay?”
She nods in a daze, smiling.
“Good. Because we’ll be fucking harder than that.”
“I don’t know if I can take it harder.”
My lips trail down her neck, worshipping her withkisses. “You can. You’re such a desperate little thing. I’ll make sure you enjoy sex. You’ll enjoy everything we do.”
She’s quiet. When I pull back from kissing her neck, her lips are pressed into a worried line.
I weave our fingers. “What’s wrong? You can tell me anything.”
“Will I make this weird if I mention Tyler?”
“No.” This is not the time to be amused, but I can’t help the tiny laugh that leaves me. “I know you have feelings for him. I can share.”
As fucked up as it is, I have an urge to tell Tyler about how good Harper sucked my cock. Not out of spite, but as my brother and closest friend. He’s the first person I told when I lost my virginity. I want to share stories with him about Harper like friends do. I want to talk to him about Harper like we used to as kids, be it a more mature conversation now. We never kept any secrets from each other regarding her.
I want Tyler to get his dick sucked as good as I’ve just received, by none other than Harper. If he were any other guy, I’d beat the shit out of him for getting close to her. With Tyler, I’ve never been territorial. He deserves some care. Harper would love pleasing him. The two of them are fucking obsessed with each other. They just need a push in the right direction.
“Please don’t tell Tyler about us.” Harper lowers her head, full of shame. “I don’t know how to explain these feelings I have for both of you. I don’t even understand them myself. I don’t regret anything you and I have done, but that doesn’t stop me from feeling guilty when I know how Tyler feels about me.”
I lift her chin, gazing into her eyes. “Stop feeling guilty. What did I tell you last night? Take what you want. Youwant to be with both of us. It’s plain and simple. Harper, I know my brother. Trust me when I say he would be into this.”
“It’s not simple. Tyler and I are friends. He’s my best friend. What I have with him is different than with you. It’s gentle and sweet. He wants to marry me.”
Her eyes start to water. Her voice is thin. She’s beginning to panic.
“Tyler doesn’t know this side of me that you see,” she frets. “He’s always viewed me in a certain way and… I’m afraid to change that. I’m too embarrassed to tell him what I want because what if he doesn’t like this part of me? What if we don’t work out and I lose him? Ican’tlose Tyler, especially after I’ve just lost my mom. He’s… he’s my everything. I love him so much. I’m so scared?—”
I press my fingers to her lips, hushing her. “Harper, it’s okay. I understand. We won’t say anything to Tyler yet. We’ll figure this out together. But whatever happens, I promise you won’t lose Tyler. I won’t let it happen.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
