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Page 51 of Our Secret Moments

He pulls apart from me at the sound, shaking his head, his lips slightly swollen as he rolls them in and then back out. His gaze roams over my face quickly before travelling down to my tank top that is falling off my shoulder.

“You’re so beautiful, Catherine,” he says, leaning back once more to admire me. “So, fucking pretty.”

A weird, familiar feeling washes over me. “I just got déjà vu,” I whisper.

“How? What other men do you kiss like this?” he asks seriously, narrowing his eyes at me.

“No,” I laugh, “It was because of what you just said.”

“That’s not the first time I’ve said that. I’ve been saying it in my head for years and I told you last night when you stripped for me,” he murmurs. My eyes widen in horror.When did I strip for him?His low chuckle instantly soothes me. “Not like that. I wished it was though.”

The pieces of last night slowly come back to me in hazy blurs.

“I want you to come to bed with me.”

“You don’t want to know the places I’ve imagined your mouth being.”

“I want to do more than just dance with you, too.”

“You’re on your knees in front of me. My thoughts are not very PG right now.”

I shove my hot face into my hands, shaking my head. “Oh god,” I muffle. “I’m so fucking embarrassed.”

Connor pries my hands away from my face, twisting them between his hands, holding them tight. “Don’t be,” he saysgently. He presses a soft kiss to my lips, pulling back slightly as he bites my bottom lip.“You looked beautiful then and you look… fucking stunning right now.”

He knows exactly how to make me feel special. He knows me so well that it freaks me out a little. I kiss him again, pressing my chest right against his, rolling my hips a few times to feel his erection against my aching centre.

“Catherine,” he whines. His voice is so needy and deeply twisted with pleasure that it washes over me perfectly, reaching every corner of my body. The sound sends another wave of want down to where I’m aching for him. Satisfied and motivated to make him sound like that again, I repeat the move, kissing him with a smile still plastered on my face.

“Cat!”

Well, that’s a little dramatic.

It’s only when I realise that Connor isn’t kissing me back that the sound didn’t come from him and there’s a rapid knock on my door.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Nora is knocking on my door. And Connor is in my bed. Connor, my best friend’s twin brother, is underneath me, hard, panting, his hands up my shirt as I kiss him senseless.

She continues knocking as I slide off Connor as soundly as I can and he jumps to his feet, knocking over a book on my nightstand. His hand flies to his face, trying to smother his laugh.

“Cat, I know you’re awake. I can hear you.”

“What is it, Nor?” I ask. Connor’s eyes widen and the smile is wiped off his face. I hold my hands up in defeat. There is no way he thought I could just ignore her, did he? I gesture for him tomove from my bed,quietlytoo. He tiptoes over the book he just dropped.

“I need some Tylenol. This hangover is theworst,” she groans.

“All your hangovers are the worst, Nor,” I say, trying my best to clean up my bed.

“You make it sound like I have a drinking problem,” she mumbles. Connor’s still staring at me, wide-eyed, patiently waiting for instructions. What the hell am I doing fooling around with my best friend's brother whilst she’s home? She bangs on the door again. “Cat, just let me in. My head is about to explode.”

“Justwait,Nora,” I say, immediately feeling bad about being impatient with her when I’m the one who has messed up. I notice Connor’s shoes at the foot of the bed, and I quickly shove them under the bed.

I grab him by his shoulders, unsure what to do with him. He’s too big to fit in my closet. He’swaytoo big to fit under my bed. I press him against the wall, ready to open the door, knowing that from Nora’s angle she should only be able to see me, my closet and my desk for what should be a very short conversation. “Stay there and be quiet,” I mouth to Connor, and he nods.




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