Secret Confessions: Down & Dusty — Skye (5 page)

That and the scrape of his stubble against her inner thigh. Shit, it was … it was … she didn’t even know what it was, other than the most amazing thing she’d ever experienced.

And it got worse when he pushed two long, cunning fingers inside her as he sucked on her clit, his fingers nudging deep inside her and curling in search of some mysterious, hard-to-reach spot. The spot that turned out to be like flipping a switch marked ‘urgent’ inside her—a switch that focused every fibre of her being on his fingers and obliterated her surroundings. The hardwood rails under her back vanished, along with the sun. The only reality was the throbbing of her body, the impossibly divine fullness and friction in her cunt, and the steady, rude sounds of Bret’s lapping at her clit while his fingers moved inside her.

Pleasure rushed at her with each crude sound, each lick and thrust against her flesh, the sensations engulfing her until she ached and strained all over—her cunt, her arse, her eyes, her nipples—stripping her of control and forcing high, breathy cries from her. As she jerked against him, her hands buried themselves in his too-short hair so that he wouldn’t stop.

Because he just couldn’t. Not without killing her.

Body pulsing, she closed her eyes, her head falling back as a low sound escaped her. The red of her eyelids became just a flickering background to the main event—him fucking her cunt with his mouth and owning her. She wanted to bottle that moment, preserve the pounding, aching, melting joy of their bodies locked together.

The pressure inside her grew airtight, her body weirdly hot as a straining sensation took her over, the one she always got before a good, hard orgasm.

A part of her wanted to push him away so she didn’t come on his face, because that seemed a rude, awful thing to do to her friend, but when she tried to wriggle free she found that she couldn’t move an inch, that was how firmly he’d buried his fingers in her and gripped her by the cleft of her arse to push his tongue against her. And despite her slick juices spread everywhere, between her thighs, between her buttocks and under his fingers, she wasn’t slipping free. Not to get away from the unbearable pressure, her straining, aching need, or his deliberate tongue circling the stiff bud of her clit.

She just … had … to … come.

Her orgasm rammed her. A wild thing with sharp teeth, it bit deep, latching onto her spine and shaking her like a pit bull, protracting the sweet spasms of her flesh and drawing gasping cries from her until she was barely able to breathe. From a long way away, another universe, she registered her cunt grasping Bret’s fingers and the way he stilled before muttering a curse, fumbling with his jeans and letting them drop.

His hot, hard cock nudged the inside of her thigh, so swollen it seemed impossible that he wouldn’t just ram it inside her and give her the thrusting she craved, contraception be damned.

The thought floated far away as he took himself in hand and ran a fist up and down the length of his cock before rubbing the head against her clit, tracing a slow, torturous path through her wet seam all the way to the point between her legs where she needed him most.

Oh, please. Do it, do it now.

She realised she’d spoken aloud when his body jerked and he drew a sharp breath, his muscles working as he jerked himself off—from at least a hand’s span away from her still swollen pussy, keeping her completely safe while satisfying his need. She wanted to see it—how he handled himself, how his face looked when he came.

She loosened her grip on his hair and shifted her body to watch. No underpants obscured her view of his cock jutting aggressively from a dark thatch of pubic hair, his tanned hand wrapped around his flushed length, the veins in his forearm prominent as he gripped and worked himself so much more roughly than she would have thought pleasurable. A whiff of sharp, metallic semen reached her as his hand became almost a blur of frantic need.

The need to kiss him rocked her so hard that she grabbed at him without grace, slammed her lips against his just in time to capture his moan—a long, low, helpless sound—and to ride the uncontrollable jerking of his body as he surrendered to his own climax, basting his hand in what her mouth imagined was warm, salty cum.

Though it was stupid she felt like they’d just crossed an important finishing line together—the Gold Coast Marathon, perhaps—an equal tie for first place, this year’s prize an enormous, mind-blowing orgasm.

Breath tangling with his, she stood—well, hung limply from him, as her brain scrambled to work out what came next.

What came next was Bret burying his lips in her hair, wiping his hand off on the rail and wrapping his arms so tightly around her it was clear he was never going to let her go. ‘Why didn’t we do this sooner?’

‘You know why.’

‘I do?’ He rubbed her back in a lazy circle.

She gave him a rueful smile. ‘Because I didn’t know you liked me that way. You seemed almost allergic to touching me at times.’

His brows rose. ‘I thought you were the one allergic to touching. Earlier today, I didn’t think you were even going to give me a hug.’

So they’d both been playing a tense game of Repress the Sexual Urges. It seemed crazy to her now. ‘Are you sure you weren’t also being noble and making sure nothing came between me and vet school?’

‘Oh, well, there may have been some of that going on.’ He looked sheepish. ‘But you’re done with school now so I think we need to make up for lost time. A lot of lost time.’ His hand squeezed her bare backside.

‘Agreed, but let’s go inside. I don’t want either of us to wake up tomorrow with a sunburned arse or splinters in places nobody should have splinters.’

‘Very sensible, doc.’ He smiled, eyes filled with an unbearable tenderness.

‘That’s me, all about preventative health.’ And completely overwhelmed and head over heels in love with her cowboy neighbour, her former best friend and newfound lover.

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Skye
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