The Secrets We Hide (The Four 2)

I needed more.

I gripped the back of her head, tangling my fingers in her hair, and thrust into her mouth. She let out a choked moan, the vibrations of the noise travelling straight down my cock.

I thrust again, hitting the back of her throat, and she swallowed, her hands moving around to my ass, holding me in place rather than drawing back. Her tongue dragged along the underside of my cock, and she moaned again, digging her nails into me as she let me set the

pace.

Fuck me.

I fucked her mouth, the sight of her on her knees, choking on my dick, tears in her eyes, sending me over the edge. “I’m gonna come,” I hissed out, and she just gripped me harder, taking me even deeper, and I came, my dick throbbing in her mouth, cum spilling down her throat, marking her as mine. She stared up at me through her tears, her throat working to swallow everything I had, until I was spent.

On her knees in the dirt, her hair blowing in the night breeze, she’d never looked more like a fucking queen.

She licked around my dick one last time, softly, then released it, rising to her feet, panting. I took her face in my hands, kissing her pouty lips, then kissed the tears that had spilled down her cheeks away, one by one, until they were all gone. Breathless, she collapsed against the side of the car, her pupils huge, turning her blue eyes almost black as she stared at me.

“You’re fucking amazing,” I told her, meaning every word, and her mouth curved into a smile. “But I’m not finished with you, yet.”

SIXTEEN

Caiden picked me up and carried me around to the front of the car, sitting me on the edge of the hood, my legs still wrapped around his waist. My jaw ached from sucking his cock. Not that I was complaining. Seeing him let go and fall apart for me was worth everything, not to mention it had made me horny beyond belief.

“Is this where we fuck?” I spoke the words against his lips, my arms wrapped around his strong back.

I felt him smile against my mouth. “Gimme a minute to recover, yeah?”

“Oka—” I started to say, but my words died away as he slid his hands into my hair, angling my head to the side and running his tongue up my neck. He left soft bites across my jaw, licking away the sting, then bit my earlobe. Goosebumps stood out all over my body, his combination of soft kisses and licks and stinging bites driving me insane with need.

I whimpered. I didn’t think I’d ever been so turned on in my life. Knowing how he set me on fire, and being deprived of him for so long, living under the same roof, had been a kind of torture I didn’t ever want to repeat. Now, I was desperate for him.

“I fucking missed you.” Something in his tone had me drawing my head back, turning to meet his heated gaze. It wasn’t just lust burning in his eyes. There was more, a smouldering intensity behind the fire, that made me catch my breath and my stomach flip. My heart rate kicked up, butterflies going mad inside me, adding to the sensations I was already feeling, sending me into overdrive. I kissed him, hard, attacking his mouth, scraping my nails down his back, using my legs to drag us even closer until there wasn’t even a millimetre of space between us.

He groaned into my mouth, then ended the kiss, pressing his mouth to my ear. “You ready for me to ruin you for anyone else?”

“Yes,” I moaned.

He didn’t need to know that he already had.

That one word was all the invitation he needed. He pressed on my shoulders, pushing me back until I was sprawled over the hood of the car, my skirt up around my waist, my pussy soaked for him. I raised my head, watching him as he dug into his pocket and pulled out a grey rectangular object, sliding his thumb up to reveal the blade of a knife extending from the top of the handle, glinting in the dim moonlight shining on us.

“A knife? Really?”

He gave me a wicked grin. “Might’ve got the idea from Z.”

“Of course you did.”

My amusement died away as our eyes met, his gaze open, hiding nothing, and I laid my head back, trusting him completely.

I felt the cold press of steel against my inner thigh, and I shivered involuntarily, then held myself as still as I could while he cut my underwear away from me.

“There you are,” he breathed, his voice low and hoarse, and then he pushed my legs apart and his tongue was on me, licking up through my wetness, flicking against my clit, his breath warm on my inner thighs as his tongue worked magic. I gripped onto his hair, tugging hard, and I felt him chuckle against me, before he carried on with slow, unhurried licks, adding a finger as he sucked my clit into his mouth.

“Fucking hell,” I moaned, involuntarily squeezing my thighs together, trapping him between them. He added another finger, scissoring them inside me, while his mouth…fuck me, his mouth. I clamped my thighs tighter around his head, crying out his name as I shuddered beneath him, coming so hard that I forgot where I was, lost in him.

“Look how hard you made me, Snowflake.” He pulled me into a sitting position, supporting me with his arms while I caught my breath, weak and boneless from the orgasm he’d given me.

I stared down between us at his cock jutting out between us, ready for me. “Caiden.” My brain refused to work.

“Do you know how much—” He stopped speaking abruptly, burying his face in my neck, sinking his teeth into my collarbone, and I hissed, both from pleasure and pain. All I could do was sit there, supporting myself on my arms as he slid his hands up under my top, cupping my breasts, stroking across my nipples, then pinching them. He lifted my top and sucked one breast, then the other, covering them with soft bites, sucks, and kisses, dragging his teeth across my nipples, until I was so fucking wet and ready for him that I was once again grinding against him, his dick against my wetness, begging over and over for him to be inside me.