Page 76 of Hiding Desire


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I pressed the button, and the vibrations intensified, becoming louder. I realised Sean had taken his cock out and was stroking it. The sight was so erotic, watching him jerk off while filled up with the dildo, that it pushed me over the edge.

“Yes!” I panted through my climax.

Sean strode over, his cock gripped in his powerful hand.

“You’re perfect,” he groaned, his hand shuttling rapidly.

“Fuck.” Sean’s cum spurted in ropes across my chest and belly as I watched him come apart.

It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen. As he finished, he smeared the last of his cum across my breast, then trailed a hand down my belly, smoothing the rest in like cream.

“You look glorious covered in me.” He reached over and grabbed my vibrator and licked the length of it. “Delicious.”

My mouth popped open as I lay in the post-orgasmic glow, shivering from the dampness across my chest. Unphased, he zipped himself back up one-handed, then leaned down for a filthy kiss that nearly had me dragging him into bed with me.

“I can tolerate Bob as your co-performer.” He twirled the bright pink device in his hand, his eyes glistening with a manic gleam. “But next time, I’ll be using him on you.”

That mental image heated me up way better than my fluffy socks.

The next day, I made a concerted effort to emerge from the haze of lust I’d fallen into.

“But if you know you have a traitor, why haven’t you confronted them?” I asked while sitting on Sean’s lap in his office.

His pen passed over a contract he was signing. “Because proof has proven elusive, and something doesn’t add up, plus I’m not my father.”

“What does that mean?”

“I mean, his paranoia about Ma’s fidelity was only part of his psychosis towards the end. He executed as many of his own men as he did his rivals.”

I blinked at him.

“He saw conspiracies and double-dealing everywhere. While I must be vigilant, I have trust in some things – to some level, at least. I’m not good at that part, but I work with evidence. It’s just proven tricky to pin down.” He rubbed his temples.

“You can talk to me, you know.”

“I know, a chuisle. But you are the light in my life, not the dark.”

“But I’m here.” I stroked the back of his neck.

I meant it too. I’d fallen hard for him and his mess of contradictions – all of him, his smiles, threats, and brutal lifestyle – because he fiercely protected those he loved.

“Thank you.”

“We should see your mum again soon,” I said.

“You’re volunteering to be attacked again?”

“You said yourself, she fluctuates. We’ll keep going and might catch more lucid patches.”

Sean gripped my chin and kissed my lips. “You’re perfect, a chuisle.”

I was far from perfect, but I felt strongly about keeping the relationship with his mother alive. I’d never give up on Mamá if the roles were reversed.

29

The next few days were a blur of settling in and sex. Sean had turned me into some kind of nympho. Even though he was busy plotting with Loch, he didn’t enjoy letting me out of sight; he constantly pulled me onto his lap or kept a hand on me.

As someone who had always worked and studied full tilt, I found it weird to be mooching around. I felt a rock of guilt about my course. I constantly fretted about not fulfilling my promise to Mamá, but each time I thought about going outside, images of her lifeless body swam into my mind.

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