Rocking a SECRET (7 page)

Stella’s fucking herself with her fingers,
Her other hand is playing with her tits, while her head is thrown
back. She’s biting down on my t-shirt, which is bunched up around
her neck. My feet are moving before I can even think about what I’m
doing.

I jump onto the bed, pushing her hand out of
the way as I fuse my mouth to her lower lips, sucking hard. I use
both my hands to take her tits for myself. She bows up off the bed,
fucking my face.

“Kace, oh God.”

I don’t answer her. I couldn’t form a
coherent word right now if I tried. I’m lost in the taste and feel
of her. I lick lower, swirling my tongue into her before moving
back up to her clit. She’s out of control, moving so hard that she
almost dislodges my mouth from where it needs to be. I reluctantly
let go of one nipple so I can use that hand to hold her hip down.
She pulls my hair so I’ll look up, and I see she’s taken over,
swatting my other hand away too. I know what she wants, and I give
it to her, thrusting my fingers into her and twisting as I pump
them in and out. It only takes a few times before she’s screaming.
I lick her until she comes all the way down, and then I start
again.

“I came, Kace.”

“I know,” I tell her, letting her clit go
for a few precious seconds. “But you started that one. I want one
that’s all me.”

“I want you to come, too.”

I give her a long lick before answering. “I
will. We’ve got all night.”

“I want you to come now.”

“You wanna suck me off, sweetie?”

“Yes. And no.”

I chuckle against her as I flip around and
then pull her on top of me. She immediately tears at the button and
zipper on my jeans, not even bothering to take them off. She just
reaches into my boxer briefs and lets me out. I nearly come from
the first swipe of her tongue down my length. I can’t even tell you
how many dreams I’ve had that involved her and her sexy mouth.

She knows exactly what she’s doing as she
licks, sucks, and nibbles on my cock, making sure to play with my
piercing every time she gets back up to the top. I’m so dizzy with
lust that I abandon what I’m doing for a moment when she sucks me
all the way into her mouth.

“God, Stella. Just like that, love. Just
like that. Please don’t stop.”

She does for just a moment so she can reply.
“Yes.”

As what she just said registers, I snap out
of it, and attack her pussy. We’re both completely out of control
as we take each other over. We lick and suck each other dry, and
then I turn and pull her to me, kissing her with everything I have.
She gives it right back to me, tugging at my hair as I run my hands
up and down her body.

“I want to be inside of you,” I tell her as
I break the kiss. “No, I
need
to be inside of you.”

“I think I could get used to this younger
guy stamina.”

“I told you once that I could go for days
with you.”

“Yes, you did. I don’t think we can get away
with days, but I want you all night.”

“Good, because I’m not leaving until you
tell me I’m the best you’ve ever had.”

She moves away to reach into her nightstand,
pulling out a jumbo box of condoms. “Show me more of what you’ve
got, little boy.”

“We both know I’m not little, love. And you
like my piercing. I know you do.”

“Let’s see if you know what to do with
it.”

“Oh, my big cock and I definitely know what
to do,” I tell her as I put a condom carefully over my metal and
roll it down.

I pull her knees up and thrust balls deep
into her, causing her to cry out. “Now what was that about me being
a ‘little’ boy?” I ask her with a laugh.

She answers by grabbing my ass and pulling
me deeper into her as we both moan. Oh, yeah. This is going to be
the best night ever for both of us. Guaranteed.

Stella

I wake up wrapped in Kace’s arms. I’m
blissfully sore, and still horny as hell. We did it in every
position we could think of—and we both have vivid imaginations. I
wasn’t lying when I finally told him he was the best. He may be
young, but damn can he use his cock. Just thinking about it has me
wanting to climb on for yet another ride. Or do something else I’ve
thought about. A lot.

I smile as I climb over him and lick his
shark tattoo. I’m on my second time around it when he grabs me and
pulls me up to him. We kiss for a few minutes before I pull
back.

“Why’d you stop me? I was gonna go
lower.”

“Oh, I know you were. But we both need to be
at work soon, and if I only get one orgasm this morning, I want it
in your pussy and not your mouth.”

“I don’t have a job to go to.”

“The hell you don’t. You’re mom’s the best
in the business, but you’re the best for me. Besides, you’ve been
secretly doing the job this last week. You might as well get paid
for it.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking
about.”

“Uh-huh. Sure you don’t.”

“You can’t prove anything.”

“I don’t need to. And I love that you cared
enough to keep making me look good.”

“I do, Kace. I care.”

“Is that why you’re letting me call you
‘Love’?”

“Not exactly.”

“Are you going to elaborate?”

“I thought we were going to fuck again.”

“I’ll make you scream once you tell me
what’s going on in that beautiful head of yours.”

God. Why didn’t I just say yes when he
asked. “Fine. I mostly like it because no one’s ever called me that
before. And it sounds both sweet and sexy when you say it.”

“Guys have called you all the other
nicknames I tried?”

I nod, picking at an imaginary thread on the
sheet. He puts his fingers under my chin so I’m forced to look up
into his eyes. He raises one eyebrow at me. “I’ve been with a lot
of guys, Kace. A lot.”

“So? I wasn’t looking to sacrifice a virgin
when I went down on you last night. I was thinking how I’m the
luckiest guy in the world to have my mouth on the sexiest women
I’ve ever met. And how I could convince you to let me do it all
night.”

Wow. Just wow. “You sing babies to sleep,
then sing a sexy song to me, and now you just said the best thing
anyone’s ever said to me. If you have any other tricks up your
sleeve, I may just have to keep you.”

“That’s the plan. I want to be kept.”

“Kept men do whatever their sugar mama wants
them to.”

He bursts out laughing. “Sugar mama? I guess
if you mean sugar like the kisses, that could work. If I get
rewarded in kisses, I’ll do pretty much anything you want.”

“Oh, I’m going to reward you. You can be
sure of that.”

I move off of him, and grab one of the
sheers I have around my bed. I tie it around his wrist as his eyes
widen. I do the same with his other hand and then sit back to see
him stretched out across my bed. Oh yeah, this is going to be
hot.

“So that’s why you have your bed like this,
huh? To tie up unsuspecting men.”

“Since you’re the first man that’s been in
my bed that would be a no.”

“What? Seriously?”

“Yes,” I tell him as I roll a condom on him.
“I don’t invite random guys here. My place is important to me.”

He opens his mouth and then closes it. I can
see that he’s fighting what he wants to say to me. He finally
closes his eyes, and speaks. “You didn’t invite me here.”

“I would have. Teeg knew that. She wouldn’t
have brought you to me if she didn’t believe that I wanted you
here.”

“Yeah?”

“Fuck yeah, K.”

“K? I like it.”

“You’re going to like this even more,” I
tell him as I climb onto his cock, backwards.

“Shit, Stella. Let me touch you.”

“Nope. Just enjoy my ride. I know I
will.”

I lean forward and grip his ankles as I ride
him hard, then slow, fast, and then just grind on him. It feels
amazing, and I know he’s watching my ass, and seeing me take him in
over and over. I’m so hot from just the thought of him submitting
to me that it only takes a few minutes before I’m coming hard.
Before I can even process what’s happening, I hear fabric ripping
and I’m being flipped onto my knees.

“I’ll pay for the curtains, but it’s my
turn,
love
. You had your fun. Now hold onto the headboard
while I fuck you hard enough to bring down this bed.”

This bed’s not going to break, but I know
what he means, and I’m dripping wet just thinking about it. I grab
the headboard and arch my back. “Do it.”

He enters me again, and the bed
is
actually shaking and creaking with the force of what he’s doing to
me. I can barely hold on, he’s pumping so hard. I’m loving every
second of it as I know I did this. I made him so out of control
that he can’t even try to be sweet. He snakes one of his hands
around to pinch my clit, and I swear I black out for a few seconds
as I come again. A couple more pumps and he’s biting the back of my
neck before he roars out my name. It’s animalistic, and arguably
the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced.

“Damn. Are you okay? I didn’t mean to be
quite that rough, but you…God, you made me so out of control.”

“I’m so okay that I’ll probably be coming
for weeks just thinking about what you just did to me.”

“What you did to me was pretty fucking hot,
too. Definitely going in the spank bank.”

“Have you not been tied up before?”

“Nope. But you can do it whenever you want.
I have to warn you that I’ll probably tear all your curtains
down.”

I look over and see that dangling fabric
that’s still tied to his wrists. “Hearing that fabric rip was…yeah,
I can’t even describe it.”

“I felt what it did to you. Remember, I was
still inside of you.”

“Oh, I remember. Believe me. It’s going in
my finger vault.”

“Finger vault? What the fuck?”

He’s laughing so hard, he doubles over. I
punch him in the arm.

“I saw that online one day,” I tell him as I
start to untie his wrists.

“You’re so cute.”

That makes me snort. “No one’s ever called
me cute.”

“Good. I like being the only one.”

“I should go take a shower. You can use one
of my other bathrooms or wait until I’m done.”

“I don’t get to wash your back? You seemed
to like it last night.”

“I loved it, and if my boss hadn’t told me
that I have to be to work soon, I’d totally drag you in there with
me.”

“Your boss could allow you to be late. Just
this once.”

“Later, K. We have tonight.”

“Promise? You’re not going to get scared and
shut me out?”

“I won’t if you won’t.”

“I’m all in, love. All the fuck in.”

* * *

Kace

While Stella went into her giant bathroom, I
got up to find another shower. The door next to her room opened
into a room almost as big. It wasn’t another bedroom. It’s a giant
dressing room with clothes, shoes, and accessories everywhere. I’ve
never seen anything like it, and all I can think about is Stella in
here picking out what to wear. It gives me an idea, but I still
need to find a shower, so I move on. The next door I try is locked,
but the one next to it is a guest room with a nice sized bathroom
with that shower I need. I wash up, and then jerk off since I’m
painfully hard just thinking about Stella in her own shower.

I head back to her room after taking care of
the surprise I thought of. I’ve just gotten everything where I want
it when she walks out of the bathroom in a short robe with her
makeup done, and her hair in a fancy bun with a braid in front, and
curls hanging down in places. I really am a lucky man.

“What’s this?” she asks, looking at what
I’ve laid on the bed.

“I thought I’d dress you today.”

She steps over, and fingers the soft black
sweater with white birds, the short black leather skirt with a
ruffle on the bottom, thick cable knit black socks, and the sock
garters I found. They’re black with silver studs and a heart. Sexy
doesn’t even begin to describe how I know they’ll look on her. How
it’ll all look. I have black Mary Jane shoes with thick rubber
heels on the floor and dangling silver bird earrings. Oh, and a
tiny black satin bra and boy short panties. I’m going to be hard
all day thinking about her tits spilling out of the bra, and her
ass peeking out of those panties.

I’m biting my lip and bouncing on the balls
of my feet as she just keeps running her hands over all of it. I
want to her to like what I picked. And that I did it for her. She
finally turns to me, but instead of speaking, she pulls me to her
and kisses the hell out of me.

“No one’s ever done that for me, except my
mom. I love it all.”

“Thank God. I wanted to do something special
for you, and then I saw your dressing room.”

“It’s a bit much, I know.”

“It’s pretty spectacular. And so very
you.”

“It didn’t scare you off?”

“Obviously not. I especially loved your
lingerie closet in there. I’m hoping to see everything in there on
your banging body.”

“Banging body, huh? Was that your first
thought when we met, and you were checking out my tits?”

I laugh because I’ve never met another girl
or woman who would come right out and ask that. “Actually, the
first thought I had when I saw you was ‘bomb-fucking-shell.’”

“That’s hot. I like it. Maybe I should get a
shirt with that on it.”

“You’re hot. And I like you. You should
totally get a shirt with that on it.”

“I like you, too. I didn’t want to, but I
do.”

“Why didn’t you want to like me?” I ask her,
as I put my arms around her and hug her tight. “Was it my
reputation?”

“No. You don’t scare me with your bad
behavior. I want to punch you sometimes, but I can handle all that.
It was our age difference. You’re so young.”

“That worked out well for you last
night.”

“Yes, it did,” she tells me with a smile.
“But seriously, you don’t mind dating an older woman? There’s lots
of younger ones who’d love to be in your bed.”