Ruthless Secrets (Elites of Macedon High 2)

I lick my lips as my hands slowly circle her waist. The way her body relaxes into my touch inspires me to sigh with relief. “What kind of life do you want, Alex?”

“I want a life far away from here,” she explains. “I don’t want to have to live with danger lurking around every fucking corner.”

“God, literally same.” I press my forehead against hers and close my eyes, pretending that the two of us have nowhere to be right now. It’s not New Year’s Eve; we’re not at an abandoned boathouse; we’re just on a moonlit walk together near a dried-up river. “I fucking hate it here. I hate having all these expectations on my head.”

“I’m drowning in them, Tommy.”

The soft sigh she releases drives me crazy. I cup her face and steal her lips, delighted when I feel her relinquish control. But one kiss isn’t enough. I have to claim every inch of her flesh. Since the day we took her virginity, I’ve been dreaming of having her to myself, her velvet skin pliant under my command.

And this is my chance.

While I kiss her, I back her toward the exit door of the building, hiking her dress up along the way. Her skin twitches under my touch, inviting me to dig my nails into her flesh. She gasps and clutches my shoulders, whimpering when I cup her pussy. I can’t contain my desire anymore—I want all of her.

“Take me, Tommy,” she begs. “Right here.”

“You don’t know how long I’ve waited for you to say that, baby…”

I slide her thong from her hips and sweep my fingers over her wet pussy while fumbling for the condom in my pocket. Keeping one on me was my way of convincing myself that eventually, Alex would give herself over to me. Which I happened to be right about.

After applying the condom to my cock, I hike up her right leg, exposing as much of her entrance to me as possible. I slide over her folds and then plunge inside, shuddering when I’m buried to the hilt.

“Oh fuck, you’re so tight,” I groan as she gasps for air.

She scratches my shoulders. “Tommy, that hurts…”

“Just breathe, baby.”

When her breathing steadies, I lift her left leg and pin her knees to the door, leaning back to watch the way our bodies collide. My cock looks perfect inside her. Fluid slicks the shaft and glistens whenever I pull back, capturing my attention and granting me pause. I wait a second before plunging back inside, the sound of our skin smacking together inspiring my desire.

Now that I have what I want, I don’t want to let go.

Beautiful agony marks her features, the sight of which makes me dive deeper. Every squeak that spills from her lips makes my knees wobble, and my gut aches. She’s utterly divine. Does she know that? Everything about her appeals to me, even the parts that might not seem particularly delicate to anyone else.

When she reaches for my face, I release her knees and take her wrists, tacking them above her head. She mewls when she meets my gaze, biting her lower lip so hard that the tissue puffs from the irritation.

“You like it kind of rough, don’t you, baby doll?”

She whimpers and then nods, hips rocking toward me to meet my rhythm.

My free hand drifts to her throat, teasing the flesh with a light squeeze. The way her eyes roll back makes me shudder with excitement, my rhythm breaking for a second as I try to contain myself. But how can I keep my reaction disciplined when her response to me is simply electric?

“That’s it, baby,” I urge. “You can take all of me. Just like in that apartment.”

She mewls and then lifts her head, leveling her gaze with me. “I think about that a lot.”

“Yeah? You like thinking about my cock inside you?”

“I like having you inside me…Oh, Tommy, harder.”

Each pump causes me to transcend my body, tightening my core as I wind up for my release. Alex moans long and low, working her hips harder to fight my pace. I’m just about to blow when she arches against me and wails. The way her pussy contracts around my cock milks me and I’m shocked into coming, my entire body convulsing as I bury my face into her neck.

When I’m done, I drift back an inch to give her space, lowering her carefully to the ground. She clutches my shoulders while pressing her face into the hoodie hiding beneath my leather jacket.

“So warm,” she whispers. “Tommy, you make me feel so warm.”

I embrace her as my cock softens inside her body. I don’t want to pull out, not yet. I’m too absorbed by the heat that radiates between us. It’s the most delicious thing I’ve tasted all night and if I have to release her back into the party, I don’t think I’ll want to stick around. I just want her—that’s it.

After fixing her thong into place and smoothing her dress, I lift my pants and lean in to kiss her. The way our lips dance together is slow and sensual, a lazy afterthought to mind-blowing sex. I would have preferred having her in my bedroom where I could put her into a million different amazing positions, but here is just fine.