Page 53 of Dark Secrets


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He leaned in to press a kiss to her breast. “The condoms are upstairs. Don’t go anywhere.”

She watched him toe off his shoes and socks, shoving his jeans and boxers all the way off before sprinting for the stairs. She barely had time to think before he was in front of her again, holding up a condom between them and panting softly—from need or his race upstairs, she wasn’t sure.

She gave him another long stroke, noting how he gripped the counter when she touched him, and then worked the condom down his length. She loved knowing she could please him as much as he pleased her. That he wanted her as much as she wanted him.

His fingers found her clit while his mouth worked her nipple, and she gasped, her hands tightening in his hair.

“Tell me what you want, Delaney.”

She dropped her head back with a groan when he scraped his teeth over her nipple, his fingers applying more pressure against her clit. “I want you.”

“Tell me.”

“I want you to fuck me, James.”

Her voice was a breathy sigh she hardly recognized, and his fingers left her before being replaced with the head of his cock. He traced it up and down her slit before slowly sinking inside her, his lips trailing across her shoulder as he ground his hips against hers.

She wrapped her legs around his waist, bringing his mouth up to meet hers as he pumped in and out of her, hips thrusting hard, fast, his tongue teasing over her lower lip.

“Yes,” she sobbed when his fingers found her clit, and he didn’t slow his pace.

“You’re so pretty when you come for me, Delaney. I want to watch you come.”

His fingers worked furiously over her clit, his cock pistoning inside her until she clenched around him and crested the wave of her orgasm. But he didn’t stop, continuing to fuck her, easing her toward the next peak with his lips and teeth on her skin, his fingers on her sensitive clit, his cock pounding into her.

“James,” she pleaded, her fingernails scoring across his back until he hissed. “I need… I want…”

“I know…” he said through gritted teeth. “Come for me again, and I will.”

She shuddered at his words, at both the command and the promise in them. When he dipped his head to take her nipple into his mouth, she gasped, rocking, grinding, arching against him until she couldn’t hold back, her release swamping her until she was dazed and spent with it. She wrapped around him, holding on tight until his body went taut and he gave himself over to her.

“I’m sure I’m not the first person to tell you this.” He flicked his tongue against the side of her neck. “But you are perfect.”

“You actually are the first person to tell me that. And thank you.”

He leaned back, tracing his fingertips over her cheekbones and along the curve of her jaw. “Impossible. I’ll have to make sure to tell you every day to make up for it.”

She laughed, cupping his face in her hands and giving him a quick kiss. “I think the once is enough.”

“Not even close. I want to take you upstairs and keep going, but I’m drowning in meetings today.”

“I can wait.”

He kissed the tip of her nose. “Let’s clean up, and we’ll have donuts before I have to leave again.”

He lifted her off the counter and set her gently on her feet, scooping up their clothes on his way to the stairs. She trailed behind him, admiring his ass as he climbed, but instead of turning into her room to get changed, she followed him into the bathroom, smiling when he turned to look at her over his shoulder while he turned on the shower.

“Showering together is a great way to conserve water.”

“Well.” He reached for her hand and pulled her close, nipping her chin. “We wouldn’t want to be wasteful.”

ChapterTwenty-Three

James wanted nothing more than to stay home, naked, with Delaney all day, but he had to satisfy himself with making her come twice more in the shower.

He expected it to be a long one today. They were moving the bulk of their product up to the New York warehouse. A move he’d been preparing to make for weeks. Today was not the day to be distracted by thoughts of Delaney’s thighs wrapped around his waist or how her fingers tightened in his hair when he tongued her nipple.

Declan and Evie were busy with a real-world event all day they couldn’t get out of. Not ideal, but Aidan and Brogan were running point from Brogan’s tech lair at Glenmore House. The word from his father in New York was that all systems were go.

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