Page 73 of Her Filthy Secret


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“Princess.” His eyes are dark as he leans on his elbow and studies me. “You’ve turned me into an insatiable, desperate man. When I’m not with you, I want you. And when I’m with you, I want you. I don’t know what to do about that. You’ve turned my world upside down.”

“No.” I shake my head. “You’ve turned my world upside down. I gave up thinking you’d ever notice me, and when you did, it was like all my dreams and wishes came true. And I can’t believe this is real.”

“Let me show you how real it is.”

“Yes, please.” I spread wider and arch my hips upward, eagerly opening for the head of his cock to caress my entrance.

“That’s not enough.” He shakes his head but pierces my sex in one fluid motion. I moan and dig my nails into his skin. His body fills mine to perfection.

“God, that feels so good.” I rotate my hips in a circle and press my tender insides against him in all the right places. With no more stimulation than that, my core pulsates and quivers, sucking into his hardness, aching for more.

“See.” He shifts me onto my side as he drops down to the mattress and cups my face. “I’m inside you, and it’s not enough. I want you again, and I’m not done taking you this time.”

The intensity of his expression causes me to shudder and wrap my legs around him. “I love you, Cole, and I feel the same way.”

“Good,” he growls as his mouth claims mine, and no more talking is possible.

With each thrust of his hips, I gasp into his mouth, and he sucks them down like I’m his last meal. Nothing has ever felt like this. Each time I’m with him, the experience is a little more intense, a little more chaotic, and a little more emotional. I dig my heels into his thighs and drag my hands into his hair again. He’s not the only one losing control. He’s deep inside of me, playing me to perfection, and I can’t wait until the next time we make love.

Moments pass as he takes me higher. His tongue and teeth scrape along my jawline and throat. I lay my head back, giving him better access to my flesh, and whimper as the need to come screams inside of me.

As if he senses my desperation or his control is slipping, he lifts himself off me without exiting my core, draws to his knees, and pistons into me like a machine. Each lunge and retreat rubs my G spot until I’m gasping for air, fisting the sheets, and screaming my release.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” My toes curl as I thrash on the mattress, riding wave after wave of intense pleasure. And when I think I can’t take anymore, he rubs my clit with his thumb.

The room spins around me as intense heat builds in my sex. I can’t move. I can’t think. All I can do is feel and be at his mercy. When my eyelids flutter open, I stare at him in awe. The muscles in his neck and chest flex with his ministrations, causing me to appreciate the work he puts into being a fireman. He’s perfection. I skate over him, along his flat abdomen, his hips, his hard shaft piercing me open, filling me. His thumb working over my throbbing nerves.

“Look me in the eyes.” His voice is gruff as he commands me. I instantly follow his command and drink in his beauty. Blue eyes stare at me. “I love this pussy. It’s so tight and warm wrapped around me. It feels like you’re sucking me off.” I twist the white sheets harder but never break his gaze. His eyes glow with feral heat as he smirks. “But my fingers are so jealous of my dick.”

As he shoves two fingers into my sex, my mouth flies open, and my eyelids slam shut. “Oh, God.”

“Eyes open.” His fingers still. No fucking way. I snap my eyes back open. I’m not about to feel this close to the edge and deny myself another orgasm. “Yes, Princess, I’m your god and don’t forget it.

“Please.” My voice sounds desperate, but I don’t even know what to ask him for as I rotate my hips, seeking more pressure. More friction. Whatever I can get.

“That’s it, baby. Now, be a good girl and squirt all over me. I want to feel you soaking my cock.” With each word, he works me to a frenzy until I swallow hard over the dryness in my throat.

“I….” The first wave of orgasm shocks me. I quiver and shake my head as my desire erupts from my core, making a wet sound around his fingers and cock. I was going to deny it was possible, but instead, I’m in awe that he knows my body this well.

“That’s it, Princess.” The pads of his fingers swipe over me, and he dips the tip of a third finger inside.

“Fuck!” I crash harder, squirting with each squeezing of my walls, coating him with my pleasure as I thrash on the mattress.

“Yes,” he grunts and convulses at my apex as his semen fills me.

My brain hums with pleasure and exhaustion. This is better than anything in the world. I don’t ever want to leave this bed. Shit. I can’t leave this bed. I’m so weak and….

He withdraws from my body, falls to the bed, wraps me tightly against him, and closes his eyes. “I love you, Pip.”

“I love you, too.” I rest my head on his chest as his ragged breathing makes it feel like I’m out at sea.

Where do we go from here? I can’t imagine not seeing him every day. I don’t want to go a second without him near me. I know that’s unrealistic because no matter where we are, we’ll have jobs and spend time apart. But a long-term, long-distance relationship? That doesn’t hold any appeal.

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Cole

Harbor and I are walking side by side along the upstairs hallway when my stomach rumbles. We should have gotten up hours ago, but it’s hard to leave a bed when you have a beautiful woman in it who looks at you like you’re her king. And then there was the shower.

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