Page 42 of Lies Beneath Secrets (Skeleton Crew #1)

CHAPTER FORTY-TWO

Con

Smelling like scotch and cigars, I slowly push open the door to my room at the clubhouse. I watched Lauren leave the bar nearly two hours ago but decided to give her some space to process everything she learned tonight. Now though, I intend to make good on the promise I had made to her earlier. She has a candle burning in the room that I leave because it gives off a bright-enough glow that I can see her lying on the bed. She’s still dressed in her clothes from earlier; the borrowed shoes dropped on the floor at the foot of the bed. Slowly, I pull off my cut then my tee shirt and place them on the dresser. Then I kick off my jeans somewhere on the floor before making my way over to where her hand almost dangles off the bed. My cock strains at the sight of her and the need to feel her mouth once again.

I run the back of my hand along her cheek, then brush her hair aside. It’s enough to rouse her from sleep. Her eyes blink open, hooded until she notices what’s in her line of sight. Like a switch was flicked on, her gaze widens then drifts up to my face. She doesn’t speak as I thread my fingers into her hair and guide her mouth to the tip of my dick. Wasting no time, she pushes herself up further, then wraps a hand around the base, taking me in as deep as she can. “Fuck,” I let out a groan. Her tongue flattens along the underside and makes a little flick when she just about gets to the tip. “Brace yourself, baby.” I warn her before pushing my hips forward, hitting the back of her throat over and over again until she’s gasping for air and pushing me away with her hands. Because I’m not a complete asshole, I let her have a break. “Too much?” I ask.

“No,” she whispers and brings her mouth back. Again, just like I had told her, I fuck her sassy little mouth, giving her breaks to catch her breath when she gags a little. Her saliva is dripping from her chin and along my balls and damn it if she were wearing makeup, I can only imagine what that would look like now with her eyes watering.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” I drag my thumb along her chin and up into her mouth. “So fucking mine.” I push down on her bottom teeth, causing her jaw to stretch open, then push my throbbing cock back inside. She takes a deep breath in through her nose, and I pull back, then slam forward. It won’t be much longer. My hands grip her hair tight as my thrusts pick up. “I’m going to come, baby,” I warn her in case she wants to pull away. When she doesn’t make that move, I pick up my pace a little more. When she lets out a moan, I can’t hold back anymore. I do my best to keep from hurting her as my dick throbs and comes down her throat. The fucking woman surprises me even more by holding me inside until I’m completely spent and dropping down onto the mattress.

“Like I said, you’re going to be the death of me.” She laughs a little, then gets off the bed. I watch in the candlelight as she takes off her clothes, leaving them on the dresser next to mine.

“Likewise.” She comes back over and straddles my face. “My turn.” I chuckle at her demand and reach out to grab her ass cheeks in the palms of my hands. Squeezing hard, I pull her wet pussy right to my mouth and find her clit, sucking on it hard before letting off a bit to flick it with the tip of my tongue. She gasps and grinds her hips in rhythm with my movements.

“Con,” she calls out my name as her hands smack on the wall in front of her. I do my best not to smile and focus on getting her nearly there before slowing down. After the third time of me pulling back, she must catch on. “Damn it. I didn’t do that to you.” She pushes down even harder with her hips and swirls them, taking charge. If I didn’t think I loved her before, I sure as hell do now. The thought scares the hell out of me and thrills me all at once.

Not wanting to let her take total control, I dip one of my hands down to her pussy from the back and drag my thumb up to her tight little asshole. She freezes for a moment but when I don’t try to push inside, she picks up her pace again. This time, in unison with my thumb, I swirl my tongue and let her come. And she does—so fucking hard. Her body shutters above me, then tenses completely before going limp over me. I let her slide down onto the mattress and crawl up next to her, giving her no time to catch her breath before I meld her mouth with mine.

“You taste so fucking good,” I murmur along her lips between kisses. It’s messy and wet and so fucking feral. It only serves to get me fully hard once again. Rolling her onto her stomach, I pull her hips up.

“You sure you have more in you, old man?” she teases, wiggling that ass of hers a little. I land a good, hard smack on her right cheek, then slam my dick inside her tight pussy. “Arh!” she cries out and fists the blankets underneath her.

“Old man?” She chuckles at me and pushes back, meeting my thrusts. The sight of her taking my cock only serves to get me harder. Fuck, I already came, and I’m not going to last much longer. She squeezes her inner muscles, and I smack her again, getting a groan to slip from her mouth.

“More,” she pants, and I oblige.

“I’ll give you so much more, baby.” She pushes back hard when I slow my movements. Then she wiggles that ass again. I lick the pad of my thumb and bring it back down to her asshole. This time, after rubbing a little, I press inside, giving her a moment to decide if she wants to keep going or not.

“Yes,” she rasps, and that’s all I need to hear to press forward and pick up the rhythm of my hips. I push in as far as I can go and grip what I can of her ass with my hand then, slam forward, fucking hard. My free hand grips her hip to give me more leverage.

“I’m going to fuck this tight little asshole one day, baby, would you like that?” she lets out a yelp the harder I thrust.

“Yes, yes. Please fuck me. Oh, God.” I chuckle at her words and grit my teeth when she tightens up around me again. This time coming around my cock. I let myself go then, reveling in the sight of being deep inside her in more than just one way.

Slowly, I pull my thumb away from her, then I let my spent cock slide out next. She drops to the mattress, then rolls to her back. “I’ll be right back.” I stand up and go to the bathroom sink to wash my hands and grab her a towel to clean off. “Here.” I extend my hand and give her the towel.

“Well, look at you. Such a romantic.” She chuckles and cleans herself off before pulling away the covers and getting underneath. I do the same and without a thought, I reach out and pull her into my chest.