Page 26 of Keeping Her Secrets

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Ash was tossing strips of medium-rare steak through the salad when Mustique opened the hall door that led from the bathroom in only a tiny towel that barely covered her pussy. His breath lodged in his throat, and he fought to maintain control. His hands gripped the edge of the counter as he battled to stay where he was and let her come to him.

It had to be this way; she had to decide to stop running. He wanted her more than he had ever wanted anything, but he wouldn’t pursue her if she didn’t want this as much as he did. He knew she was still keeping secrets, but he also felt she was trying to open up, and maybe her darkest secret wasn’t something she could share easily.

She would tell him in her own time; he just had to give her reason to trust him. She remained at the doorway, looking flushed and sinfully beautiful. Her eyes never leaving his as she continued watching him, waiting for him to speak.

“Come here, Mari.” His voice was gravelly.

He dropped the utensils into the bowl and faced her, giving her his full attention. On light feet, she sauntered to him slowly, her hips moving in a sexy sway, the few drops of water still on her skin glistening like diamonds. She was a living breathing goddess, and she had no idea how special she was. She stopped a few feet from him, and he let his eyes travel over every inch of her. “Lose the towel,” he demanded.

Her hands went to the material, loosening it, and he watched it fall, revealing her in all her naked perfection. Long, shapely legs that tapered to a bare pussy which had his dick throbbing for release. Curved hips, a delicate waist, and up to perfect tits with dark nipples that made his mouth water with the need to taste every inch of her. He moved a foot closer and balled his hands into fists, so he didn’t touch her, not wanting to screw this up.

Her pulse was hammering in her neck, her breath shallow, as she kept her eyes on his chest, hands at her sides.

“Look at me, Mari.” Her eyes found him, and he saw trust in them. “Do you want me to touch you?”

“Yes.” Her voice was almost guttural with need, and he barely held back as the sound rushed over his skin.

He stepped closer, wanting to touch her everywhere all at once, but he fought the need to rush to claim. “Go and lie on the bed and wait for me.”

She obeyed immediately, and he palmed his aching dick through his pants as he watched her luscious ass wiggle, the sexy, proud curve of her spine as she paced away. He put the food in the fridge and turned off the oven with the potatoes inside, giving himself a minute to get under control. Mari deserved everything, and he was going to see that he gave it to her.

When he entered the room, she was lying on her back, waiting for him, her hands at her sides as if she was a gift, and he knew she was a gift. A rare one he would cherish.

Stopping at the bottom of the bed, Ash took a breath. “Eyes on me , Mari.” She obeyed instantly, and what he saw there almost floored him. Desire, trust, and more, something almost tangible. Kneeling, he took her ankle in his hand and kissed his way up the arch of her foot, over her calf to the back of her knee. He saw her fist the sheet as he did the same with the other leg before moving up and kissing the soft skin at her thighs.

He could smell her desire, see the evidence glistening on her pussy of how much she wanted him, and it was driving him mad. He wanted to crush her to him and fuck her like an animal, but wanted to see her pleasure first. Ash wanted to relish this moment, take it slow, so he could relive it over and over.

Skimming over her pussy, he licked and nibbled at her hip, her muscular abs, and her ribcage which made her jump. “Ticklish?”

“A little.”

He tucked that away for later, liking that he had that information.

Finally, he made his way to her mouth once again, skirting where she wanted him. He heard the slight whimper of frustration, but she never moved or tried to direct him.

“Do you want my mouth somewhere specific?” he asked and waited for her answer.

“I trust you to give me what I need.” Her admission and the throaty purr of her voice had him groaning. He kissed her then, hard and deep, as if his life depended on it. Drinking her in until she consumed him.

“Touch me,” he demanded, wanting her hands on him.

She complied, running them over his back, grabbing his ass. Her hands were everywhere as she squirmed beneath him, driving him to the brink of what he could take. Ash tore his mouth away and sat back, gazing into her drunk with desire eyes. Her lips were wet and swollen from his desire, and he felt a sense of ownership that she was his. The thought of any other man seeing her this way drove him crazy with jealousy. Slowing down, he raked fingers through his hair and then tore off his shirt, throwing it to the floor. Her gaze moved over him, and he felt it like a physical caress.

Leaning in, he took her wrists and placed her hands on his chest. “Touch me while I make you scream.” He pulled her taut nipple into his mouth, and she arched under him as he feasted on her gorgeous body. Unable to stop, he moved lower, kissing his way over her belly and losing her hands on him as he buried his face in her pussy.

He licked up her sweet slit, loving the taste of her before he devoured her. Laving and sucking as she pulled at his hair and bucked. He felt her climax build. He kept backing off, taking her to the edge and then stopping, driving her to the brink of madness with his mouth. Ash speared her with two fingers, and she let out a moan that had precum leaking from his cock.

“Come for me, Mari,” he demanded and she keened out his name as her clit pulsed against his tongue and the walls of her pussy clamped down on his fingers. He couldn’t fucking wait for that to be his cock.

Standing, he shed his jeans quickly, dropping his boxers to the floor with them, and fisted his heavy cock, pumping the shaft under her watchful eyes. Mari licked her lips, and he knew she wanted to taste him. “You want my dick?”

“Yes.” Her voice was husky and needy.

“Take it.” He held her gaze as she got to her knees and took his shaft in her hand, squeezing just the way he liked it, and he moaned. “Fuck, you feel so good, but I want your mouth.”

With her eyes still on his she opened her mouth slowly and took his cock in her hot, wet mouth and deep throated him, swallowing the tip.