Page 32 of Dirty Secrets

“Shut up, Rae,” he chuckled, dropping his lips to mine to silence me. He fucked me with his finger again before easing a second one in. The burn was worse but he didn’t rush, taking it slow as he distracted me from the discomfort.

I tensed as he removed his fingers and pressed the head of his dick against my opening, my heartbeat hammering so loud that I was pretty sure he could hear it.

“Relax, baby,” he murmured as he kissed down my throat, and if I wasn’t so focused on his dick slowly stretching me open, I would’ve called him out on the pet name.

He stopped moving when I whimpered, his lips brushing my ear. “You okay?”

“Maybe we should do it really fast,” I said tightly, but he shook his head.

“You don’t want that. Can you take a little more?”

“Maybe. We can’t ever talk about this again, this is embarrassing,” I scowled, but he pushed in a little further, stopping when I tensed again.

“Don’t be embarrassed. You’re doing so good. I said we have hours, and I meant it,” he said softly, continuing to kiss across my skin. He went to move again, and I hissed out a curse, making him lean back a little. I watched him spit on his hand, and he held my gaze as he moved it between us to rub it around my pussy and his dick. “I should’ve gone and bought lube. This would’ve been so much easier for you.”

“Why did I like that?” I asked out loud, a grin taking over his face.

“You’re into spit? I bet you’re a closet freak. I could have some fun with that next time.”

There wasn’t going to be a next time, but I wasn’t about to remind him when I was so focused on what he was doing. His wet fingers teased my clit but he didn’t push into me more, my eyes widening when I realized he was trying to get me off again.

“I can’t come again.”

“Of course you can. Give me one more,” he murmured, picking up the pace with his fingers until I squeezed my eyes shut and literally screamed a curse as I came. “There you go.” I flinched a little as he pushed inside me more, but he kept moving his fingers on my clit, my body letting him in as my pussy pulsed around him. I felt so fucking full, my eyes opening when I realized he’d stopped rubbing my clit, finding him staring down at me. “I won’t move until you want me to.”

“You’re all the way in?”

“Yeah. It’ll stop hurting soon,” he promised. “You feel so fucking good.”

“Really?” I was being such a girl, but he didn’t seem to mind.

“I’m likely to come the moment I move,” he smirked. “You’ve got premium pussy.”

“You’re an ass,” I chuckled, relaxing a little at his teasing. “I think you can move.”

“Tell me if you want me to stop,” he answered, carefully pulling out before pushing back in. It burned but it wasn’t unbearable, so he did it again and again until I told him to go faster.

“Don’t laugh at me when I come fast, I swear I can last hours,” he warned, sliding his hand up my chest to gently place his hand around my throat. I’d always wondered why girls liked it, but the slight squeeze sent shivers across my body. He noticed my reaction, adding more pressure and making me squirm as he fucked me a little harder.

I couldn’t help it as I pulled him down to kiss me almost desperately, not even caring when his hand fell away from my throat. I needed him everywhere but didn’t know how to explain it.

One of my hands fisted his hair while the other explored his back, and I swore I almost came again when he let out a moan. I didn’t know guys making noises like that would be so attractive.

My fingernails dug into the muscles in his back as he thrust harder, drawing a gasp out of me as my body tingled. It was as if he could read me, kissing me more deeply and grinding his pubic bone against my clit between thrusts as he lifted one of my legs over his waist and held it there.

“Logan—” I whimpered against his lips, making him groan.

“I know, I’m going to come too.” His thrusts became erratic as I managed to come again, two seconds before he let out a guttural groan and dropped his forehead into the crook of my neck, his hips slowing until he stopped. “Holy fuck.”

We didn’t move for what felt like ages, but he finally moved off me and pulled the condom off, tying it before tossing it in the trash by the bed. I didn’t know what to do, so I laid thereawkwardly until he took my hand, tugging me upright. “What are you doing?”

He kissed me, sliding an arm around my back to pull me closer before resting his forehead on mine to hold my gaze. “Let me have tonight with you.”

“What? But Reid?—”

“He won’t think it’s weird to get home to find us asleep together,” he murmured. “I’ll run you a bath then find us some food. If you think you get to lose your virginity then avoid the snuggles afterward, you’re crazy. It’s a rule you can’t skip.”

“Says who?” I chuckled as he stood and pulled me to my feet, his hand brushing my bare ass.