Page 39 of Dirty Secrets
“Keep doing that,” I managed to say as she scrambled my fucking brain, her fingers moving to my thighs to balance herself more. “I’m close, just a heads up.” As expected, she changed pace a little on instinct. “Slow back down like before. Fuck, like that.”
She hummed that she’d heard me and I was a goner, not giving a shit about my moaning as I filled her mouth, and my legs almost gave out from under me when she finally pulled back.
She scrunched her nose slightly, deciding to swallow it, and almost made me fucking come again.
“Girls must seriously pretend to like that,” she said as she shuddered, obviously fighting a gag.
I helped her to her feet, giving her a grin. “C’mon, let’s go find you a drink. Next time, just spit it out. I won’t think less of you.”
“You like it when girls swallow though. I hear you guys talking about that shit all the time,” she huffed, shaking my shirt off and offering it to me.
“I had my dick in your mouth. Trust me, I was fucking happy,” I winked, pulling my shirt over my head and motioning to her things. “You ready to go?”
“Yeah. That drink sounds good,” she answered with a grimace, making me chuckle as she moved back to collect her paint and shoved them into the bag.
“You know what sounds better? Getting a drink then finding somewhere to go where I can eat your pussy as a thank you.”
“Can we get a rain check on that? My pussy really needs a break,” she said with a cringe as I dropped an arm around her shoulders and led her outside.
“Yeah. Cash it in whenever you want.”
She frowned when she noticed Reid’s car parked on the road alone, glancing at me. “Where’s your car?”
“Zav and Reid were heading out, so I got them to drop me off.”
“How’d you know I was here?”
“There’s not many places you’d go alone to paint,” I shrugged, not bothering to ask for the keys to drive. The thing about Raven was that she liked being in charge, and since I’d just had her submitting to me in a sense, she was going to want to feel like the boss for a while.
I didn’t want her freaking out on me and running off, so if I had to be a passenger prince for a while to make her happy, it didn’t faze me.
She climbed into the driver’s seat and started the engine, seeming lost in thought as we made our way to the gas station. I hesitated before reaching over to put a hand on her thigh, her eyes darting over to me. “What are you doing?”
“Just wanted to touch you.”
“Oh.”
“So, now that I’ve literally been inside you, can we talk about sex toys? I still think you need a vibrator,” I said casually, and thankfully, she laughed.
“Why do I need one when I have you?”
“I’m so glad you think my dick is the best thing in the world, but trust me, you don’t realize how much stronger those vibrators can make you come. I mean, I can use it on you if you like,” I smirked, liking the sound of that. “You’d thrash around and squirt everywhere.”
“Sounds gross.”
“Sounds fucking hot as hell, Rae. Do you think you’d be into restraints? I could tie you to the bed so you couldn’t move, then strap a toy to your clit. You’d come a million times and worship me afterwards.”
“What do you get out of that?”
“What do I have to do with anything? It’s not always a balance of give and take, sometimes it's one-sided, and that’s okay. Then again, watching you come almost makes me come.”
“I’m surprised your ego accepts toys in the bedroom,” she said dryly, and I chuckled.
“I still get the credit. Toys are my friend, not my enemy.”
She snorted, pulling into the gas station and parking. “Want anything?”
“My treat,” I insisted, already reaching for the door. “Since you swallowed my load, it’s the right thing to do.”