Page 61 of Harmless Secrets

She turned around to tell him she didn’t like his tone, but he smacked her on her ass. The sound of wet flesh against his palm filled the room. That should have outraged her, but the sting filtered out over her rear end. He smacked her again, this time a little harder. The pleasure/pain shot straight to her pussy this time. Bloody hell.

“Don’t fuck with me right now.” The threat in his voice scared and aroused her. She bent over and rested her weight on her hands on the ledge.

He took her by the hips and entered her from behind. It was hard, fast, and she couldn’t seem to keep up. Apparently, Devon didn’t care. Again and again he entered her, so hard she almost fell over a few times. He let loose a frustrated growl and turned them around. He was still inside of her as he pressed her against the glass of the shower. She put her hands on the glass to steady herself.

Devon slid his hands around to her breasts, his fingers digging into her delicate flesh. It hurt, but she didn’t care. All she cared about was coming. Thrust after thrust, he pushed her closer.

“Fuck,” Devon said. He continued to slam against her. She was beyond any kind of rational thought at that point.

One moment she was dying for relief and in the next, her orgasm exploded within her. Relief danced over her nerve endings as she bucked and convulsed. It was as if she had broken through some kind of barrier. Before she was done with the first, she fell into another even more powerful orgasm. This one shattered her. She broke apart in a million little pieces of delight as she screamed so loud the echo of her voice hurt her ears.

“Oh, yeah, fuck, that’s it,” Devon muttered as he continued to thrust in and out of her.

But he wasn’t done. He changed his angle and continued on. He pushed her over the edge so many times; she lost all sense of time. Finally, when she felt she would dissolve if she had another release, she had one more. With a shout, he followed her, pumping into her.

He fell back and sat on the ledge, pulling her with him. He set his head against her back. She couldn’t even think, couldn’t come up with words, so she leaned back against him and just let the water cascade over both of them.

Seventeen

Alicia woke when she felt Devon’s lips moving over her back. His tongue darted out over her flesh every now and then. She smiled.

“Well, that’s a nice way to wake up,” she murmured. And it was. She had never laid about in bed with a lover in this way. There was no deception, no one listening. It was just them. Just like the night they met. Was that why she found him so special? She’d never shared a private moment before Vegas and this was even more precious. Now, they knew where both of them were coming from and there was no lying.

It was if she had been virgin when she went to bed with him.

“I have all kinds of interesting ways to wake you up.”

His voice was gruff and deep, filled with arousal.

She looked behind her. He was on his hands and knees on the bed. His hair was a mess and there was a day’s growth on his chin. How was it fair that men could look a mess and still be attractive?

“What are you thinking?”

She smiled and turned back around. “I’m wondering who you’ve been practicing these moves on.”

There was a beat of silence and he stilled, then he started moving his mouth over her back again.

“I did not practice on anyone.”

“So, you’ve been celibate since our night?” she asked, actually amused by the banter.

If she wasn’t trying to gain some kind of information from a man, she didn’t know how to flirt. And, being fair, she couldn’t judge him for what he did in their years apart.

“I’m sure this is the first time you’ve had sex in four years,” he said, a bit of sarcasm lacing his words.

She sighed as he started to use his hands along with his mouth. The kitchen counter had been hard on her back.

“It is.”

Without warning, he flipped her over onto her back. Then, he loomed over her.

“What do you mean?”

She slipped her hands up over his shoulders. “It’s not like I had a lot of time to cruise bars.”

And truthfully, she didn’t know the first thing about dating. Her first time had been on a mission, the whole thing recorded.

His eyes narrowed. “You have to have a string of lovers.”