Secrets Worth Keeping (Finding my Home #2)- Nikita Parmenter Page 0,37
could you please stay?” I rush out still panicky, “that’s weird right, too weird. Forget I asked I’ll …”
Trick effectively cuts of my rambling with a soft kiss that curls my toes and makes me wish he was in here with me.
“Of course I’ll stay Sweetheart anything you need” he says softly as he shuts the door behind the guys although now the lock needs replacing, with him in here with me though I'm not worried about it. He moves to the other side of the bathroom sitting on the floor, the bath is filled with bubbles and from the angle he’s sat he won't be able to see anything. I take the soaking wet towel from off my back and dump it with a wet plop on the bathroom floor. His eyes heat as he watches me but he darts them away and swallows thickly before turning back to me.
“Do you want to talk about it?”
“Not really, it was just the usual bullshit. This is the first bath I’ve taken in years and it made me feel vulnerable.”
“That’s understandable.”
There’s a tension in the room as we watch each other. I am completely sober now the adrenaline from my panic attack burned straight through it. So I have no excuse for the words that leave my mouth next.
“Do you want to join me?”
Trick’s eye’s widen momentarily before his eyes blaze with intense heat.
“Are you sure Sweetheart, you have been drinking” he frowns.
“I was already sobering up and the panic attack took care of the rest” I tell him honestly.
“In that case I’d fucking love to” he growls and my nipples pebble.
He slowly undresses and my body heats with each peek of toned abs. He finally drops his boxers to the floor and I greedily take in his hard length, standing proud. My thighs clench. The ache already building just from the sight of him.
“Move forward Sweetheart” he commands me and I slowly sit up water and bubbles sliding down my naked chest as I move forward.
He makes a sound low in his throat as his eyes devour me. I thought I’d feel nervous or shy but he just makes me feel beautiful. He settles in behind me and pulls me back towards him, wrapping an arm around my waist. The feel of his hard length against my back is like some kind of torture so close yet not close enough.
His lips make a scorching trail up my neck and I moan quietly, aware of the guys not too far away and as much as I love it when we all mess around together this is for just me and Trick. When his lips reach my ear he bites down lightly.
“What do you want Everleigh, it’s your choice” he asks huskily.
“I want you, now” I answer honestly, my voice heavy with need.
His arm tightens around my waist, clearly not expecting my words.
“Are you sure?”
“Fuck yes, Trick. I’m sure.”
He groans.
“Any time you want to stop tell me.”
I nod my agreement, but words leave me as one of his hands trails up and cups my breast tweaking my nipple and making me moan. His other hand trials down my stomach and between my thighs, my legs fall open and I reach behind me arching my back, pushing my boob firmer into his hand as I grip his hard as steel length behind me. It’s a slightly awkward angle but I’m flexible enough.
He shudders as my hand closes around him and I start to move my hand, he groans burying his face in my neck as his fingers delve between my folds and circle my clit with the perfect pressure, my hips jerk making my hand grip his length firmer and he bites down on my neck.
His fingers part my folds before he plunges two fingers inside me making me cry out, he curls his fingers expertly and hits the perfect spot as his thumb finds my clit and circles. I move the hand wrapped around his cock faster matching his rhythm. My orgasm builds as his fingers move inside me, and just as I reach the ledge he removes them, and I can’t help but make a sound of protest before he gently pinches my clit and my nipple at the same time sending me soaring over the edge. I cry out as my walls clench, my orgasm hitting me hard as his hand reaches up and covers my mouth.
“We’re going to have company if you keep making those delicious sounds and whilst