Page 63 of Promised Secret
I smiled and leaned into him until our bodies were flush. I could feel his cock stand at attention togreet mine. Too bad he was still fully clothed, though that was an easy fix.
“You’re mine,” I said. Dan’s eyes almost glowed at my possessive claim. I loved how he accepted all parts of me. My jealousy never fazed him.
His cock was poking a hole through his clothes. We both decided we were over the layers and scrambled to get his clothes off. We tumbled onto his bed, kissing, our hands roaming over each other.
I’d studied Dan all my life, but it was only these past few weeks that I learned the precise ridges of his body. I’d memorized all the intimate curves that made up his shape, but there were still places that were yet to be explored. I wanted to know every single part of him.
My hands cupped his ass cheeks. Dan hissed through the kiss at how tight my grip was. I slipped a finger down his crack.
“I want all of you,” I said, stroking the pad of my forefinger over his hole. Dan shivered in my arms, gasping when I applied enough pressure to slip just the tip of my finger in. “I want you to sit on my face.”
“You want me—what?” Dan asked in utter shock.
Smirking, I showed him exactly what I wanted by scooting up to the head of the bed and lying flat on my back. I pulled him until he was straddling my chest, then my hands returned to his ass to stretch his cheeks open.
“I want to explore you with my tongue,” I statedsimply. The room was too dark to see it, but I knew the heat had crawled to his cheeks.
Dan took a second to find his words, and when he found them, it wasn’t what I wanted to hear. “How about I prepare myself in the bathroom?”
I held on to him before he could make his escape. “You’ve never been shy about using my body for your own pleasure before, so why are you hesitating now?”
“I just don’t think it’s necessary for you to?—”
I gripped his hips harder. Dan must have gotten my warning, because he didn’t finish the sentence and muttered instead, “I’ve never done that before.”
If he was trying to convince me to stop with this idea, then telling me that accomplished the exact opposite. The desire to get my tongue on his hole suddenly became my sole goal in life.
I moved him until he flipped around in reverse cowboy, and his thick thighs straddled either side of my head. His hand fell to my chest to hold himself up, and he turned over his shoulder to look at me.
“Wait, Clay?—”
“Sit on my face, Dan,” I ordered, not giving him the chance to argue.
Maybe it was the commanding tone or the desperate plea in my expression, but Dan didn’t try to come up with more reasons not to do this.
“Hit my back if I’m suffocating you,” he said.
I didn’t reply. Like hell I was going to do that. Dying while eating Dan’s ass out wouldn’t be a bad way to go.
He sighed and gave up on trying to persuade me not to do this. He knew me well enough to know I was stubborn about the things I wanted.
Then, very slowly—much too slow for my liking—Dan lowered himself. I pulled him the rest of the way down, which caused him to lose his balance for a second.
My nose landed in the space between his crack, and his heady scent was making me dizzier than I already was. My hands spread his cheeks, and his pretty little hole greeted me. Unlike the rest of him, it was so tiny I wondered how anything could fit inside there.
That only made me think about all the people he’d probably slept with in the past. That fucking infuriated me. If I’d gotten my shit together sooner, I could’ve had all his firsts, not just this one.
Dan righted himself again and looked back at me to ask, “Are you okay?”
My reply was to swipe my tongue down his taint. My action was met with a delicious sound from Dan that had me wanting to do it again. From my position, the tip of my tongue barely reached his balls, but that was okay. They weren’t my goal tonight anyway.
I licked back up his taint as Dan righted himself. His palms were back on my chest.
“You better hold on,” I warned, just before digging into my feast. I swept over his hole, teasingly at first, and the strong flavor of man overcame me. I moaned into the taste, lapping him up to get more of him.
I speared my tongue to get further inside him, and his soft pucker spread for me with ease. I took the invitation and tried to get my tongue further inside.
The wet sounds of my lapping filled the room along with Dan’s shallow breaths. I stretched his cheeks to gain wider access, and soon Dan’s moans joined the chorus.
