Morgan, Nicole - Intimate Confessions [Intimate Temptations 2] (Siren Publishing Allure)

by Nicole Morgan

  He came up behind her, bent his knees slightly, positioned his head against her sopping wet hole, and whispered into her ear, “What do you want?”

  “Fuck me!” She screamed the words so loud, it caught the attention of the men in the other room. All their heads turned.

  Derek made eye contact with Zach. It was odd for a moment, but a strange bond of understanding came in the form of a nod as Zach and the other men suddenly stopped moving slow and began pumping at Aiden fiercely.

  He thrust inside of her hard and fast, his head hitting the deepest parts of her. “Look at them,” he demanded as he reached around and pinched her nipples.

  She squealed, and he wasn’t sure if it was in pleasure or pain, so he loosened his hold.

  “Harder, Derek. Please harder!” She wasn’t whimpering or asking. She was shouting.

  This was it! This was what he’d been waiting for from her. “What, baby? Your nipples? What?”

  “God, both! Fuck me harder. Squeeze my nipples harder! Everything!”

  Pumping into her harder and faster, pinching her nipples, and doing everything she asked for, he felt her whole body shaking. He didn’t think he’d ever felt it so good before. Her insides seemed to be grabbing onto him and holding him so tightly with every time he thrust so deep inside her.

  His concentration broke for a moment when he heard howls coming from the other room. The three men were starting to come, and from the moans Sandi was making and the way her body was moving with his, he knew she was close.

  “Tell me your darkest fantasy! Now!” he screamed into her ear.

  “Derek…I want…” Her voice trailed off as she watched Zach finish stroking Aiden until he came all over the chair.

  He stopped his thrusts and squeezed her nipples harder than he ever thought possible. “If you want my cock, you will tell me right fucking now what it is you want!”

  “Oh God!” she screamed.

  He felt her insides start to massage him. It was like a small orgasm building, but not quite there.

  He removed a hand from her nipple and slapped her ass again. “I told you to tell me what you want!”

  “I want to do what they did!” she screamed back. “I want you and another man to fuck me like they did to Aiden!”

  As soon as she’d said the words, he lost it. He was beyond any point of being able to control himself. There was no point in pretending to be jealous or hurt that she’d want another man to fuck her. The key was that she wanted him there fucking her, too. That was the only way it was good for her. Even he didn’t doubt that.

  His thrusts were so deep and voracious, her whole body was practically coming up off of the floor. Her ragged screams with every time he slammed into her filled the room. Somehow, it caught his attention that her arms were spread way up high against the wall. Planted firmly as if giving herself support against the onslaught of his body slamming into hers.

  “Don’t move your hands, baby.”

  Reaching down he scooped up each of her thighs and held her. Her legs were spread far apart. And his arms served as a chair holding her spread-eagle in midair. All the while thrusting and fucking her hard.

  His legs were about to give out, and he was going to put her down when he heard her scream. He didn’t even have time to react when, suddenly, her whole body bucked, and he felt the hottest gush of liquid cover him.

  “Sandi!” he shouted. He was coming even before her inner walls began to stroke and milk him with the aftershock of her orgasm.

  They both let out howls, which to anyone listening probably sounded like mating calls. His eyes caught a glimpse of the three men staring in the window watching. He didn’t care. They’d watched them, and he didn’t give a rat’s ass if they were being watched in return.

  This right here. What they were experiencing together. Their two bodies and souls completely connected was all he’d waited for.

  He sat down on a nearby bench, his arms still holding her thighs, his semihardness still inside of her. Their breathing was deep and full of exhaustion like they’d just run a marathon.

  The feeling of suddenly being watched struck him, and he looked over to see Zach standing a few feet away staring at them from behind the glass. The others had already left, but his good old buddy was standing there with a smug, shit-eating grin look on his face.

  Derek motioned with his head for him to get the hell out of there, not wanting Sandi to realize Zach was seeing her body completely naked and spread open like that. Zach walked away, and he sat there holding her close to him, relishing the moment of what they had just shared.

  He noticed her breathing seemed deep, and she hadn’t moved in a minute or two. “Baby?”

  Her head jolted up, and she answered in a mumble, “Yes?”

  He laughed. “You fell asleep. Come on. Let’s get something on and get up to your room.” He helped her off of his lap but felt her tense at his request.

  “No. I don’t want to go to sleep.”

  Shaking his head for making her feel so insecure, he took his hand in hers and had her come back to sit on his lap. He gave her a soft and affectionate kiss on first her hand, then her forehead, then her nose, and then her lips.

  “Sweetheart, I will never leave you again. I give you my word. I was wrong to leave, but it did me some good. The thinking helped me get rid of the past.”

  “I love you, and I promise I’ll never hurt you again.” Her arms wrapped around him so tightly, he was sure she was doing it just to make sure he couldn’t get away.

  “I know. And do you know how I know?”

  She shook her head, still clutching onto him.

  “Sweetie, because you understand now how important it is to be honest with me. Tell me what you want, what your body needs. Honey, I’ll give it to you. No judging, no consequences.” He grinned. “Well, maybe a little spanking now and again.”

  She giggled and blushed while playfully pushing on his shoulder. “Derek, stop.”

  “Oh, so the little princess is embarrassed she liked me to spank her ass, huh?”

  Her face was turning completely red now as she tried to hide in the crook of his shoulder. “I did not.”

  He let out a loud, boisterous chuckle. “You most certainly did! You naughty little minx trying to act so sweet and innocent while you nearly came each time my hand gave that hot little ass a smack.”

  Her giggling stopped, and she looked up at him. The look in her eyes changed. “Oh no, have I created a monster?” he teased as she started to gently nibble on his ear.

  She ignored him as her hand reached down and began stroking him. Just moments ago, he was limp and exhausted. Now as her tongue and teeth were working his neck and her hand was lovingly playing with his dick, she was making him ready and willing to go all over again.

  “Oh my God, Sandi. Get on your knees and take me in your mouth. I want you to show me what you meant earlier.”

  He watched in amazement as her body slithered down to the floor, and her eyes looked up at him lovingly while she began working him in and out of her hot mouth.

  How in the hell he’d ever lived without this woman, he had no idea, but there was no way he would ever be without her again.

  Chapter 20

  Sandi opened her eyes to a dark room. The moon slicing through a small opening between the drapes gave the only light. A stretch filled with exhaustion took over her body and possessed her to spread out as though she was trying to make herself become taller. A long and exaggerated yawn followed before she curled back up on her side. Closing her eyes, she reached her hand over to touch Derek. Her eyes sprung open in panic when she felt the empty, cool sheets.

  “Derek?” she called out as her heavy eyes scanned the dark room.

  No light was on in the bathroom, and there wasn’t a single sound coming from anywhere. No! He promised!

  How could he leave after all the different ways he tried to reassure her? After they’d left the locker room, they came back to her room and show
ered together. It was a long and playful shower as they washed one another, kissing and touching the other all over. He stood behind her as they looked in the mirror and brushed her hair. He had been so gentle, so tender, so loving.

  She rose from the bed, turning on the bedside table and haphazardly grabbing the first thing she could out of the closet. Annoyed, she wondered if this was why he liked her sleeping naked, so that he could sneak out, and he would have more time for an escape as she was forced to cover herself before chasing after him like a crazy and desperate woman.

  Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of laughter. She swung her body around and found Derek standing a few feet away laughing at her and holding a box of pizza with paper plates and napkins stacked on top.

  With her cotton shorts pulled on backward and the T-shirt hanging around her neck with only one arm through a sleeve, she placed her hands on her hips and glared at him.

  “What is so funny?”

  A roaring laughter came from him as he set the pizza down on the bed. He came to her, took her hand, and walked her over to the large dresser mirror.

  “Baby, come on! Are you telling me this is not hilarious to you? You’re a mess.” He continued to laugh while kissing the top of her head.

  She smiled at him, shaking her head. “Shut up!”

  “Where were you rushing off to anyway?”

  Her smile left and was replaced with sadness. “I thought you left.”

  “Oh, sweetheart, you didn’t?” He turned her around and took hold of her face in his hands. “I told you I would never leave you again, and I meant that.”

  She nodded and felt slightly ashamed for doubting him. “I know you did. It’s just all so new to me. Having you back may take a while to get used to.”

  “Shh.” He took her in his arms and held her.

  “Besides”—her voice was muffled from being buried against his chest—“it’s your fault for being so wonderful and making me love you so much.”

  “Oh well, yeah, there is that, so I can see how hard it must be on you.”

  His tone was sarcastic, so she gave him a little slug in his stomach. “Next time tell me you’re leaving? At least until I stop being so nervous?”

  She knew it was a ridiculous and juvenile request, but she didn’t care. There were no words to describe the fear she felt when after waking up, she realized he was gone, again.

  “Okay, babe, if that’s what it’s going to take to believe I won’t leave, I’ll do it. Sooner or later though, you’re going to just start having faith in me. Faith in us.”

  He sealed his promise to her with a kiss and gave her a hard smack on the ass. One of many she’d received since the locker room. So many, in fact, she wondered if it was for her pleasure or his because he sure seemed to enjoy it.

  “Now you go see if you can figure out how this thing we call clothing works. I’m going to run to the kitchen and grab us something to drink. I’m guessing wine for m’lady?” He winked as he asked.

  She couldn’t help but grin from ear to ear at how sweet he was. “Actually, I think I’ll have whatever my man is having.”

  With raised eyebrows, he answered, “Oh, broadening your horizons are you? Okay, beer it is then.”

  He gave her a quick peck on the nose and left. She watched him leave. She never tired of looking at his butt in a pair of jeans. He really was the sexiest man she had ever come across in her life.

  Surveying her reflection in the mirror, she was amused with how ridiculous she did look. It was no wonder he was laughing at her. She slid her shorts off and walked to the dresser, deciding panties were meant to be worn, not sit in her drawer. She finished dressing and gave her reflection an exasperated look. Her hair was a mess, and she had zero makeup on her face.

  “Well, aren’t you the sight. A sad one.”

  She hurried to the bathroom and reached for her small makeup bag with one hand as the other turned on the warm water. Quickly, she washed her face and ran her wet fingers through her hair to be followed up by a quick brushing. Tilting her head upside down and bunching her hair between her two hands, she put her ponytail holder in and pulled the ends through. It wasn’t a supermodel look, but it was better than having her hair shooting off in twenty different directions as though she’d just stuck her finger in a light socket. She put on a tiny line of eye makeup and gave her lashes a couple swipes with her mascara. Again, she reminded herself that while she wouldn’t grace any magazine covers with her look, at least she was not going to scare the man she loved.

  “Woman? What the hell are you doing in there? Get out here and eat. I’m starving.”

  She couldn’t help but smile from the immense happiness she felt of hearing him talk to her in such a domestic way.

  “Coming, dear.”

  She walked into the next room and saw him sitting on the bed, his motions were frozen as though he was about to take a bite, but then stopped.

  “What’s wrong?”

  “Coming? No, sweetie, believe me, you’ll know when that happens.”

  She rolled her eyes, laughing, reached for a slice, and took the biggest bite she could. She’d barely eaten in days and suddenly was famished.

  It was nearly an hour later when Derek fell back on the bed after letting out a very loud belch. He unfastened the top button to his jeans and let out a big breath while holding his stomach.

  Sandi picked up the paper plates and napkins and carried them to the trash can before heading to the bathroom to wash her hands. Warmth filled her heart looking at him lying there. He was miserable from eating too much and looked like the stereotypical suburban man unbuttoning his pants after a big meal, but to her she’d never seen anything so wonderful. Her thoughts wandered to images of him as they got older. She could envision him leaning back in his chair at the kitchen table after eating a big Thanksgiving dinner.

  He looked over at her then and winked. “What are you smiling at? Don’t be laughing at me. I ate a lot. Someone had to. Your measly two pieces were nothing compared to the six I ate.”

  She rolled her eyes while grinning, “Oh yes, I know. I stopped myself when I got full. I didn’t realize you were training for an eating competition though.”

  “Shut it, woman! That pie was delicious and wanted to be eaten! Its sole purpose in life is to have someone chew and relish every single bite. To not eat it would have been an insult not just to the chef but to the pizza! I did it for the pizza, baby. See how generous your man is?” He was practically laughing at himself as he got out the last words.

  “Oh my goodness, I never realized just how selfless you were.”

  She was mocking him, but it was all in good fun. Just to be here with him laughing and living life together was like a heaven on earth. Sitting beside him, she took his hand in hers and intertwined their fingers together.

  “Thank you.”

  He didn’t answer but brought her hand to his mouth and kissed it.

  “This is just the beginning for us.”

  For some reason, she found herself completely believing him. No. Not just him, but his words, not the promises he was making, but truly believing that this was the beginning of a very long life filled with nothing but happiness for them. Somehow she knew that nothing would be able to tear them apart after they’d found a way into each other’s arms again.

  “Derek?”

  His eyes were closed, and one arm was rested behind his head. “Yeah, babe?”

  “What we talked about earlier, in the locker room? Did that bother you? And please, before you answer, be completely honest with me. I will be the first person to admit that sometimes, sexually, I don’t know what takes over me. I just get lost, and all of these crazy and insane ideas fly into my head.”

  “Sandi, why are they insane? Because society and people like your parents would tell you that sort of behavior is unacceptable?”

  “I don’t know. I suppose maybe that’s why.”

  “Well, forgive me for saying this, sweetheart
, but your parents and society as a whole are all pretty fucked up.”

  She nodded in agreement.

  “Seriously, why would God give you a body that feels good with certain things if you weren’t supposed to enjoy it?”

  “I guess that’s what I don’t understand. Why do I enjoy things that go against what we’re taught?”

  He raised his brows at her. “What we’re taught? Is this about you telling me you wanted another man to join us?”

  “Yes,” she answered softly. She wished it wasn’t something she wanted.

  “Baby, do you have any idea how many men in the Bible had multiple wives?”

  She thought about it and realized she had no idea at all. While her parents made her go to church every Sunday, it was never about the teachings of God or the belief of religion. It was a social gathering for them to get together with other members of society and show off their perfect family. She hated how she was told to sit so perfectly still, hands on lap, never to make eye contact with others but rather look straight ahead to the person delivering the sermon. It was that constant, robot-like behavior that was drilled into her which caused her to often drift off into daydreams and never pay attention to what was being said.

  “No, I honestly have no idea. But still, should I want something like that? I love you, Derek. Just you!”

  “Come here.” He pulled her down to lie in the crook of his shoulder. “I know that. I believe that.”

  “Why aren’t you mad?”

  He chuckled. “You want me to be mad, baby? After I told you that you could tell me anything in the world, and I would not judge you? After I swore to you there would be no consequence for your honesty?”

  “So it does bother you.” She knew it. She chided herself at how stupid she was for having been so selfish to tell him something like that.

  “No, sweetie, no. Listen to me, okay?”

  She had begun to tense but calmed as soon as his arms held her tight. One of his hands gently caressed her hair as they looked up at the ceiling.