Secrets Page 4

  “Do you know many lonely nights I’ve been in here with my door locked, stroking myself off to the memory of your lips in my mind? To the fantasy of having you beneath me? I’ve wanted you for so long.” He revealed his inner thoughts as he took me there, in just the way he’d fantasized about.

  “I want so much more than this. I want it all, Alayna, I want all of you, mind, body, and soul.” His breaths closer together, as he moved within me, fucked deeper, faster into my heated depths.

  I didn’t interrupt, I couldn’t speak, because if I did, I’d say the same things. Instead, I let the stroke of Daniel’s thick cock take me away as he found every sensitive spot within me. His words drove me higher, but his strokes pushed me over the edge. Just once more, I promised myself, just this one last time and then I’d be good for the rest of my life.

  I must have gasped some needful cry, or maybe he knew me enough already to know that I’d never get enough. He stopped the flow of words and found my clit instead. The press of his finger against the hard nub was all I needed, and I was nothing more than pleasure and his as the world disappeared.

  I pushed up slightly, to push his cock into the perfect spot as I came apart around him. His cries of pleasure mingled with mine as he let go, and his cock gave a thick, hard pulse with each shot. I’d worry about that later, when he stopped groaning my name in that way that made my knees weak. For now, Daniel was mine, and we both had what we wanted.

  Tomorrow I’d worry about the consequences. Tomorrow I’d worry about fucking a man that was married to someone else. Tomorrow I’d worry about whether my night of hedonism would end up with me pregnant. Right now, I was fucking, and worries were a million miles away.

  Daniel went still behind me, and he leaned over me, his hands planted on each side of me on the desk. It took a while before we caught our breath and our bodies calmed down.

  Daniel moved away, out of me, but he pulled me up gently. He turned me around and tugged my head up with a finger under my chin. I didn’t want to look him in the eye now that it was done. I was afraid I’d fall apart, but when he tugged again, I moved my eyes up to his.

  “Are you alright?” He asked and looked at me with concern.

  “I’m good. I promise.” I gave him a quick smile and pulled away to hunt for my top.

  “Are you?” His gaze probed, but I’d learned a long time ago to hide pain.

  “Why don’t you, um, order something to eat maybe? I’m going to the bathroom, and then I think we need to move to that couch in the breakroom. Unless you have other plans?”

  He looked confused for a moment, but then he shook his head no and pulled out his phone. He knew what I liked to eat by now and ordered the food with a quiet voice.

  I went into the bathroom on legs that shook and cleaned myself up. I’d avoided it, but when I bent over the sink to wash my hands I finally looked in the mirror.

  I’d pulled my skirt up over my breasts to cover myself, and what I saw in the mirror amazed me. Instead of guilt and shame, I saw a woman with unapologetic red cheeks, with a satisfied grin on her face and with that freshly fucked hair style.

  Yeah, I’d been fucking, my hair and face screamed, and it was great. The darkness in my eyes, that shadow around the corners, that wasn’t important right now. I’d had sex with the man of my dreams, and it was everything I’d wanted. Tomorrow, I thought as I pressed my lips together, tomorrow I’d feel bad. Right now, I wanted one more round with the man that had made the world a brand-new place.

  I strolled back into the office, noted that Daniel had put his pants back on, and sat on the edge of his desk.

  “Does that mean we’re done with work for the night or do you want me to go back to the planning?” The boldness was gone, but not totally. I wasn’t sure what he wanted now. Maybe he’d want me to fuck off home, or maybe he’d want another chance?

  From the things he’d said, things that revealed he’d wanted me for as long as I’d wanted him, I knew there was a possibility he’d want more. I waited for his answer and knew that what he said next would change our lives, one way or another.

  “I think we’re done with work for the night, don’t you? I think you should show me more of how that sweet tongue of yours works.” Daniel pulled me to him, dinner forgotten already.

  Before his lips had even met mine, a knock on the door interrupted us, and Daniel went to retrieve the food. I hadn’t realized how hungry I was until the smell of the food hit me.

  “Let’s eat, shall we? I think we’re going to need it.” Daniel settled into a chair beside me and we ate with few words spoken. We watched each other intently. He’d ask a question, something I could mumble a reply to and then go quiet. He finally asked me a question I couldn’t resist answering and wiped at my mouth with a napkin before I answered him.

  “How long have really you wanted me, Alayna? Was it a recent interest? How long have you been hiding from me?” His blue eyes bored into mine, and I smiled.

  “Oh, since the first day, really. You brushed by me to get to your desk at my interview and that touch made me shiver. I’ve been trying, so hard, to be a good girl since then, but you finally broke me today.” I hid my eyes as I stared into my box of Chinese noodles and pretended I wasn’t really impressed at all with the situation.

  “Ah, so the same as me, then. There was something about your hair, even though it was bundled up, that caught my attention. And your eyes, even though you hid them behind those glasses of yours. I wanted to pull your hair down and sling those glasses from the first moment I saw you.” His gaze was direct and didn’t hide a thing from me. I put my box down and looked back at him.

  I wasn’t really interested in too much discussion, after all I’d only promised myself this one time, so I wanted to get back to it. My wolf was already stirring around inside, she wanted to howl again.

  “Well, if you finish your dinner you can have me all over again, Daniel.” I stretched out on the couch, pushed my unfinished dinner aside, and waited for him to join me.

  “Alayna.” My name hitched in his throat and I knew that stretch was what had done it. My breasts jutted out, firm, and ready for his touch, and he knew it. His eyes asked if he had permission to touch me again.

  “Yes, you may touch me again, Daniel. In whatever way you want to touch me. Tonight, I am all yours.” I promised him, a wickedly inviting smile stretched across my face as I held out my hand. I was playing the temptress and playing it hard.

  He looked me over, from head to toe and back again, as my fingers brushed at my side, a pointer for his gaze.

  “I want to watch you.” He finally said as he settled back in his chair with a devilish smile of his own.

  “Oh, like that are we, sweetie?” I asked and cupped my right breast. I teased my nipple into a point while he watched, his attention caught.

  “With you, Alayna? Definitely. I want it all, every experience we can have together. I just can’t get enough of looking at you.”

  I felt my eyes go wide for a minute before I arched my left brow at him and waited for his next request.

  “Squeeze your nipple tighter. Do it slowly, so you feel it more. Yes, like that, pinch it harder.” Daniel shifted in his seat as I followed his instruction, an erection already visible in his trousers.

  “Focus on that sensation, Alayna. Feel it. Feel how warm your skin is.” His eyes were a darker blue now and his chest moved slowly, a controlled kind of slow. “Pinch them both, baby, make them hard for me.”

  My lungs fought for air as I squeezed, the sensation a slow heat that burned all the way down to my clit. I wanted to touch myself there, but he hadn’t instructed me to do that yet. I’d play his game, for now.

  I shot a glance over to see that his cock, hard and proud, jutted out of his now open pants. He hadn’t touched himself, only made some room to ease the ache, but I knew he would. His next words were either very perceptive or he’d learned to read my mind.

  “Slide your hand down, Alayna. Feel how h
ot your skin? God, you felt so good beneath me a little while ago, I know you must enjoy how good your skin feels.” He paused when my stomach jumped, the words and my own touch a torture that made me react.

  “Mm, ready to be touched are you, Alayna? It has to be better than work, right? Touching yourself, knowing how hard I am for you. Damn, look at those eyes, they’re on fire!”

  I didn’t know if he meant actual fire, but at this point it wouldn’t surprise me. I was a tight string, ready to snap, my hand flat on my stomach. I could feel the way it rose and fell with my breath, a breath that was ragged by now, because I knew what he’d say next.

  “We’re getting there, Alayna.” His eyes closed for a minute and I glanced down to see the tip of his cock was a dark red and throbbed. This was affecting him, as well.

  “Slide your hand down now, baby. Go on, slide your fingers down. Yes, stop there.” He directed me to my clit, my middle finger pressed hard against it, just as he told me to stop.

  I wanted to scream by then. With his gaze on me, his cock right there and in need of attention, I wanted to get up and take him in my mouth, but at the same time, I wanted his mouth on me, to ease this ache our play had stirred in me.

  “I know you want to keep going, Alayna, to slide two fingers into yourself, just to see how it feels, to see if it will ease the ache, but I don’t want you to do that yet. I want you to rub your clit softly, just a little bit.” His words shook when my hand twitched, just a little.

  My eyes closed as sensation roared through me, it felt so good, and my nipples were so tight, because I knew he watched me. My body reacted to my own touch, but what I really wanted, what I imagined as my fingers danced over my own skin, was that it was him that touched me.

  My finger danced between my parted folds, my other hand still gripped my nipple, and I was just on the edge of something when he spoke again.

  “Now stop, Alayna.” His words were cruel, heartless, and I shot a glance of protest at him.

  “Focus, baby. Watch.” That drew my attention down to his lap again. He grasped at his cock, his fingers circled around the head, when he spoke next. He didn’t move at all, just held himself in his hand, huge and hard. I could see a drop of moisture on the tip and felt my tongue swipe at my lips. I wanted to swipe that drop of moisture away.

  “Now lick your finger.” I moved my left hand, the one that had grasped my nipple, to my mouth. “Not not that one, the one that’s touching your clit, that tastes of you. Lick that taste off, for me, Alayna. Let me see how good you taste.”

  His hand moved now while I watched him, a soft, slow stroke, that was more of a brush of his circled fingers. I felt power surge through me when his hand squeezed harder as my fingertip disappeared into my mouth. His lips formed an “O” when I slowly licked it clean.

  “Fuck, baby. Now put it back.” Daniel’s tone said it was a demand, a demand I could not ignore.

  My fingers went straight for my clit and I circled it hard and quick. I wanted to get off, so that I could get straight onto his cock. Daniel wanted to get me off, he wanted to watch me, and be watched, but I wanted to ride him one more time.

  Daniel watched, his hand stroked roughly at his own cock, while I teased my clit. My other hand freed my nipple and came down, to tease the outer lips of my pussy. I slid a finger deep inside of my own walls and gasped as I felt how slick and hot I was. It was like sinking my hand into a volcano.

  “Are you ready for me, Alayna? Are you ready to take my cock?” Daniel asked me, his words quick and unsteady as his hand flew over his hard length.

  I shook my head, my eyes flashed between his hand and his face, eager to watch the moment he exploded.

  “Then come for me, Alayna. You’re not going to touch me until after I watch you writhing on that black leather couch. I bought that fucking thing because of you. When I saw it, all I could see was you, naked and wild on it as you came for me. Do it, baby.”

  His words drew a mental picture of him in a store, cock hard, as he stared at the couch and thought of me. That image finished me, and my lips opened wide on a scream as the first bolt of pleasure pulsed through me.

  “Daniel.” I breathed his name and wanted so much more.

  He gave it to me when he threw his pants away and came to me. I opened wide and he fed his cock into my mouth as the world blew apart.

  5

  I sucked at his cock desperately, I wanted to taste his come on my tongue, I wanted his come on my body. I moved my hand away from my clit and to his cock as my orgasm let me go. I stroked him into my open mouth, eager to get him off. Daniel grunted as I sucked hard at the tip before I let him thrust through my hand and into my open mouth.

  We moved together, a rough rhythm that let me enjoy the sensation of his slick skin sliding along my lips and down my throat and worked his cock fast and hard. He never stood a chance of lasting long, not when I swallowed him down my throat and sucked. The first drop shot down my throat, and then, onto my tongue. I sucked once more before I released him from my mouth. I used my hand on him as shot after shot hit me, anointing me with his fluid, before I sucked him to let his final thrust empty him into my mouth.

  Daniel’s entire body pulsed one last time, and I shot a glance at him to see that his eyes burned down into mine.

  I knew then that I was in trouble. This was never going to be a one-time thing. This would not just be a mistake, one that we’d forget in a few weeks, and move on. I wiped his come from my cheek and shook on the couch. I was in a lot of trouble because Daniel was mine now, and I was his. Nothing could change that.

  Daniel pulled his cock out of my mouth and brought me the wine that came with dinner and a napkin.

  “I thought you might want a drink after that. Though it should be a sin to wash away my taste.”

  “Thanks. I’ll let you anoint me again, some other time.” I teased back with a smirk. Two could play that game.

  “Will there be a next time?” His face was impassive, but I saw the tenseness in his shoulders and knew it mattered.

  “If you like.” I whispered, unsure of myself. This was all messed up. Guilt started to sink in immediately after I said the words. So much messed up.

  “I would like that, Alayna.” Daniel said after he settled beside me.

  “I guess I should get home?” I prompted, I didn’t want this to descend into a conversation about why he’d just cheated on his wife. I didn’t even want to think about it, at the moment.

  “I think I have another round in me, if you want to stay for a little while longer.” Those were his words, but what I heard was ‘don’t leave yet’.

  I couldn’t, reality had finally settled in and I didn’t want to let him watch me cry. I smiled and stood up.

  “I have to go, I have an early day tomorrow.” I wanted to remind him that there was a real world outside of these walls. I didn’t want to hurt him, though I saw how the words stung him, I just wanted him to know that I wasn’t a silly girl. I knew the deal.

  Tomorrow, I promised myself, yet again. Tomorrow we’ll figure out whether I could keep this job after what we’d done. Tomorrow I’ll worry about my future, and what might happen between us. Tomorrow I’ll worry over the fact that one night simply wasn’t enough.

  I’d face the world tomorrow. Right now, I wanted to go home and let this all sink in.

  6

  “I fucking love these pants, Alayna.” Daniel whispered into my hair while his hands smoothed down over my firm ass.

  I looked around the office and saw the place was empty, except for us.

  I turned in his arms with a smile and took his kiss. My hands slid over the hard muscles of his chest. I welcomed his lips with a searing kiss that made me hate the decision to wear the new silk pants. A skirt was so much easier to get out of.

  I was a different person from the one that walked into his office all those weeks ago, my confidence rose, my need to be seen as a woman increased, the longer the affair with Daniel continued. My wardro
be had started to change to match that need, tailored pants replaced baggy, utilitarian slacks and blouses meant to showcase my figure without being too slutty appeared in my closet.

  “You like the silk, do you?” I whispered against his lips, as we held the embrace, my lips pressed just to the edge of his.

  “I do indeed. I love the shirts with the buttons too, it’s like I get to unwrap a present with breasts in the end.” He whispered as he pulled me tight to his hard chest so that he could feel the hard tips of my nipples. My bras had changed too, light lace things that barely concealed my nipples, but certainly enhanced the shape.

  “Oh, how lovely! I’m a present you get to keep unwrapping.” I smiled before I pulled away. “I need to finish this report up and send it out to the client before we can go. What are the plans tonight?”

  “We can go to that new place to eat if you like?” Daniel offered, his mind obviously not on food.

  “If you’d like. Or I can make something.” We both knew that meant a sandwich or delivery pizza, after a long hour or two of making love. We never lasted long enough for me to finish the food preparation. I’d burned quite a few meals already.

  “That’s the winner, definitely, your place.” I thought it might be and laughed as he bobbed his head eagerly.

  “Right, get out of my way so I can finish then, silly man.” I left him with a grin and the wink of an eye.

  I went back to my office, closed and leaned against the door. His kiss still made me weak in the knees, which was saying something for a wolf shifter. We weren’t generally weak creatures.

  I had it bad. So bad I’d spent more than one night running through the swamp, the nights we couldn’t be together, just to burn off the need I had. It wouldn’t go away, no matter how hard I ran, and honestly? I didn’t want it too. I’ve never been so mixed up in my life.

  I was glad I’d learned to control my wolf at a young age, because this was a mess I didn’t want to escape from. I’d been in turmoil when I left my clan those many years ago, yes, but nothing like this. I’d broken their trust, I’d abandoned them, and all I knew, for a new life, but this? This was fucked up.