Page 36 of Her Dirty Secret
“Thank you for not giving up on me,” I breathe into his ear.
“It’s a good thing I’m more stubborn than you are,” he teases, kissing me.
“Mmmm,” I moan as he continues to stroke and kiss me. “You’re going to need to be. I’ve got a lot of things to figure out. I’m going to need someone who is stubborn and patient enough to get through to me when I need a good talking to.”
He laughs. “Yes, well, those are important qualities,” he allows. “But I think there may be a better way to get your attention.”
“Oh? How’s that?” Though I think I know the answer, but damn do I want him to show me.
He presses his leg between mine, silently asking for entry. I open for him, and he slides between my legs, flipping me on my back under him. His semi-hard cock pushes between my thighs, and a moan bursts out of me.
“Something like this,” he murmurs as he enters me.
As he fills me, it’s like a switch flips inside me, and tears of joy fill my eyes as he makes love to me. He sees me. He gets me. He loves me. Really knowing it and accepting it, I feel free. Free to love him. Crazy, passionately, completely. He’s the happiness I never thought I deserved.
Epilogue
Alessandro
Ten years later…
“Dammit, Emily,” I groan.
“Don’t stop,” she begs. “We’ve got time.”
I lean around her to glance at the microwave clock. “We’re already late,” I reply.
She pouts, sliding her dress up. “You started it.” She licks her lips, and I’m screwed.
With a growl, I pull her ass toward me and lay her down on the counter. I run my hand down her chest before sinking my fingers into her pussy while I undo my zipper with my other hand. I quickly replace my hand with my cock and bury it in her. I have to steady myself. The first thrust is always tight and sweet. Even after all this time, it nearly undoes me.
She writhes, grabbing at her breasts with one hand, working herself above where I’m thrusting with the other. So uninhibited, so sexy. I help her tease her nipples as I take her. I don’t hold back, tilting into her exactly the way I know will have her screaming her orgasm in no time. Mere moments later, I’m not disappointed, and I follow her over as I explode inside her.
“See? That didn’t take long,” she teases, climbing down and heading to clean up.
“Sure, but now you’re going to your niece’s sixth birthday party with just-fucked hair,” I joke. I follow her into the bathroom to see her smoothing her gorgeous chestnut waves back into place.
“Like it never happened,” she murmurs, shooting me a fake dirty look in the mirror.
I grab her ass, slipping my hand under her skirt into the wetness still between her legs.
“The evidence suggests otherwise,” I whisper in her ear.
“Mhm,” she agrees, adjusting her makeup. “But you know you love it when I walk around with your cum dripping out of me.”
I was just about to leave, but her words have me grabbing her from behind, running my hands all over her. “You’re going to be the death of me,” I say against the soft skin of her neck.
She smiles, finishes getting ready, and pulls me out of the house.
As we drive over the West Seattle Bridge, she rolls her window down and lets her arm drag through the warm summer air.
“You look happy,” I tell her with a smile.
“What’s not to be happy about? It’s a beautiful day,” she replies. “And we haven’t seen Bryce, Sera, and the kids in weeks.”
“And I imagine those three weeks in Paris didn’t hurt, either,” I reply drily.
She shoots me a huge smile. “Nope, definitely not.”