Page 95 of His Secret
He leans forward and takes my bottom lip between his teeth before pulling away. “And why is that?”
My tongue swipes over the area he bit. “Because…because I’m with you.”
He kisses me. “Good.” Backing away, he continues. “We only do what you’re comfortable with, so tell me when you want to stop.”
I nod.
“Use your words.”
“Okay.” Another jolt of excitement runs through me.
Matías turns and walks away, and I finally get a good look at the room. There’s a bed and a bench with restraints on thecorners. There’s a dresser with a bowl of condoms on top and who knows what inside the drawers.
“Come here,” he says, standing near the bench. “And take off everything except your underwear.”
I walk over to him, staring into his eyes as I undress. My heart races in my chest.
“Now take off my clothes.”
Stepping forward, I begin unbuttoning his shirt. He watches me with rapt attention, and I keep flicking my eyes up to meet his gaze.
This is such a simple act, but there’s something about the command and the intimacy of undressing him that makes it exciting.
As I undo his belt and unzip his pants, he stares at me with unfiltered lust. When I realize his shoes are still on, I get to my knees and take them off before tugging his pants down to his ankles.
He steps out of the material, and when I move to get to my feet, he puts a hand on my shoulder.
“Stay down there.”
On my knees, I peer up at him and wait. I don’t even have the need to talk or ask questions. I just want him to tell me what’s next.
“Put my cock in your mouth.”
I reach into his boxer-briefs and pull out his erection, quickly sliding it between my lips. The window is behind me, so I don’t know if that man is still there, if he left, or if there’s five other people watching. I don’t care. I just want Matías’s dick in my mouth.
He gently runs his fingers through my hair as I suck him, rocking his hips slightly. “That’s it,” he says. “You’re so good.”
I moan around him, eyes meeting his as I continue to takehim deep into my mouth. He fucks my face for a few minutes before he takes a step back.
“Stand up.”
I get to my feet in front of him, our bodies nearly touching. He grabs my face and leans in to kiss me. His tongue swiping across mine as his erection presses into my stomach.
“Turn around,” he says after pulling away. “Put each knee on either side.”
My stomach rests on the wider part of the contraption, which is at an angle, while my knees rest on the smaller leather benches. Out of the corner of my eye, I see someone at the window, but I don’t fully look. The thought that someone is watching is both exciting and terrifying.
Matías runs his hand across my ass, fingers curving over my balls until his hand strokes my cock through my underwear. I suck in a breath and moan.
He stays behind me, his hands running down my thighs before his nails scratch upwards. It’s not a deep or painful scratch, but just enough to cause me to shiver.
His hands continue to roam, exploring my body and appreciating every part.
“I want to taste you,” he says in a gravelly tone.
“Okay.”
Matías pulls the back of the waistband of my boxers down over my ass, keeping my erection concealed. A moan rumbles in his chest at the reveal, his fingers sliding over my hole.