Page 112 of Our Secret Moments

“You sureyoucan take it?”

“You’re right,” he agrees.

I get used to the rhythm, getting wetter by the second, but he moves me further up so I’m resting on his stomach. My hands fall to both sides of his head as I lean down. “What are you doing?”

“Sit on my face, Catherine.” His tone is so sharp I almost do exactly as he asks before I really think about it.

I’ve never done that before and no matter how turned on I am right now, there’s no way people actually enjoy their face being ridden.

“I– I can’t,” I stutter when he smacks my ass.

“You can,” he urges. I stare up at the ceiling when he pushes my pussy closer to his face.

“It won’t feel good for you.”

“Sit the fuck down and I’ll show you just how good it feels for me,” he demands. I’m about to tell him that I’ll do it, but he beats me to it. He swiftly lifts my hips up and slides down the bed slightly and I lower myself onto his mouth.

Holy, fuck.

My hands fly to the headboard, needing stability when his tongue slides inside my pussy. This feels way too good. I can’t believe I was shitting on this two seconds ago because this sensation is godly. He pushes his tongue in and out of me as I try to move my hips. My clit throbs as my core tightens with need, desperate for a release.

“God, Connor,” I groan, muffling my moan in the crook of my arm as I continue to move my hips as fast as I possibly can.

“That’s it, baby. Just like that,” he encourages, panting from beneath me. “Ride my face like you fucking own it because I’m all yours, Catherine. All yours.”

“All mine?” I whimper when his teeth gently nip at my clit.

“All yours.”

His words work me up even more until I’m panting and I can hardly move. He guides me with his hands and his mouth, doing most of the work for me until stars burst behind my eyes and my entire body convulses. The orgasm soars through me until I feel like putty and I roll onto my back.

Connor’s glistening face comes into my view and he immediately captures my mouth, both of our tastes swirling together. It’s glorious.He’sglorious.

When both of his knees settle on each side of me, I press my arms around his shoulder blades and push his chest down onto mine until he collapses.

I gasp slightly at how heavy he is. His weight is comforting, though. Safe. He settles for a minute before he leans up on his hands, using one hand to brush a sweaty curl from my face. “Wait. I don’t want to hurt you. I’m heavy.”

I shake my head, pulling him back down to me. “Stay with me like this. I like it.”

We both settled after a while, our naked bodies pressed together so comfortably that I almost fell asleep. The only thing keeping me awake is the fact that Connor stretched our arms out together and has been circling his thumb over my hand.

“You’re the best thing that I’ve ever had, Connie,” I murmur into the silence. I swallow the lump in my throat, wanting to make this moment a happy one and not ruin it by my over emotional tendencies. “I don’t think I’d ever be able to let you go.”

“I wouldn’t let you, anyway,” he replies, his voice heavy with sleep. “You’re the best secret I’ve ever had to keep. The best thing that’s ever been mine.”

With Connor's weight on my chest and the steady thrum of our heartbeats, I know that all my dreams are going to be happy ones now that I’m with him. I just know he’s going to continue to make me feel like I’m the most extraordinary thing he’s seen in his life forever. I’m not hoping or guessing anymore.

Iknow.

FORTY-ONE

CAT/CONNOR

SPIN THE BOTTLE

CAT

I’m usually prettygood at following through with my word. When I say I’m going to do something, nine times out of ten, I actually do it. Like with my dad, I’ve managed to sit through more than one conversation with him since the day at the hospital. We’ve come to some sort of normal and when he calls me, my stomach doesn’t drop anymore.

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