Secrets We Hunt (One Night #2)(10)

“After that, I was just going to ignore it and leave. I was going to send you a text that I didn’t feel well and go home to lick my wounds. But—” She pauses and swallows, squeezing her eyes shut at the memory. “But, your uncle caught me on the way out. He pulled me into the downstairs bathroom and told me to leave you alone. I never liked him, but I had never seen him angry. He threatened me, told me if I didn’t leave you alone, he wouldn’t let you take over the business.”

“I didn’t want the fucking business. He knew that at that point,” I tell her, like it will change anything.

“I didn’t know that, Wes. I was hurt by what you said, I was scared of your uncle, and I knew I was leaving soon anyway. So…I left.”

“He scared you to make you cut me out of your life. He wanted to put us against each other so that I wouldn’t go with you and stay with him instead.” I reach out for her again, and she lets me this time, squeezing my hand and letting me pull her into my lap. She’s still naked under the towel, and the heat of her skin sinks into my own.

“I never liked him,” she says into my neck. “He always stared at me and watched me in the creepiest way.” A little shiver makes its way through her body, and I hold her tighter.

“You know the only reason I said that shit to those guys is because what they were saying was true, right, Zo-Zo?” I ask her. “I know you didn’t know that at the moment, and I don’t want to make excuses for my shitty behavior, but I only said it because I was head over heels for you,” I say, smiling when a smile appears on her face, crinkling the corners of her eyes.

“Yeah?” she asks softly.

“Yeah, you idiot,” I laugh, kissing her. “Do you know how many wet dreams I had about you?” I ask her, squeezing her ass and pulling her closer.

“Wes skout ma bghitch nraf,” she says, shoving me and throwing her head back in laughter. “Please, stop.”

“I’m so sorry,” I tell her, taking her face in my hands, making sure she’s looking at me when I say it. I need her to know I mean it. “If I could take it back, I would in a heartbeat.”

She nods and kisses me.

“Now for the matter of what my uncle said to you.”

“Nope.” She stops me with another kiss. “We’ve talked about him enough. And I think we’ve been gone long enough. We need to get put back together and go back to the wedding, don’t you think?”

I stand, still holding her, and throw our clothes over my shoulder.

“How about I take you back to my room and we can have a little fun while we get cleaned up?” I ask her as I grab her ass and kiss her neck. There’s a beautiful bruise forming on either side of her throat from where I bit her earlier, and it makes my dick swell to see it. I want everyone else to see it. Maybe she’ll pull her hair up before we go back upstairs.

“I think I can get on board with that.” She smiles and leans in, her hair falling across both of our faces, and kisses me. Her lips are so fucking soft, I swear I could kiss her all day and never get sick of the way they feel and taste. “Pay attention to where we’re going,” she says, pulling away to keep my focus on not dropping her.

When we get to my room, I push open the door and promptly toss her on the bed.

“You have fifteen minutes!” she warns.

“Challenge accepted.” I grin down at her and crawl over her body.





CHAPTER SEVEN





She flips us over and works her mouth down my body before yanking my boxers back down my legs. My cock is already hard as it springs free, dripping precum onto my stomach. Not that I didn’t have faith in myself to go multiple rounds, but I am surprised I was so quick to rouse.

“Did this hurt?” she asks, running a delicate finger over the piercings.

“Yes,” I hiss through my teeth. “But it doesn’t right now.”

She smiles and licks her hot tongue up and down my shaft, using the tip of her tongue to play with each bar as she passes them. One hand wraps around me as the other cups my balls. I fist her hair and guide her mouth around the head as she swirls her tongue and licks the precum from my slit.

“Fuck, Zo?,” I growl, holding her hair and thrusting my hips up into her mouth. I watch as my cock disappears into her throat as she hums and moans around it.

“Go ahead,” she says as I lift her head away so that she can get some air. “I want you to fuck my face, Wes. Do it.”

I groan and push her back down, taking full control of her movements as I pound into her throat. Drool collects around her lips, and tears begin to fall from her eyes. It’s the most beautiful fucking sight I think I’ve ever seen.

Heat spreads through my entire body as she continues to roll my balls in her palm while I force myself so deep inside of her that her nose brushes the soft hair at the base of my shaft. She finally gags and coughs, causing her throat to constrict around me.

“I’m coming, Zo,” I gasp a moment before every muscle in my body constricts and my hips stutter. I spill into her throat, forcing her to swallow every drop. I hold her there until I begin to twitch in her mouth.

She chokes in air as she pops off, drool and cum stringing from her lips to my still-hard dick. Without hesitation, she leans forward and licks me clean. My abs jump with a shock every time her little tongue swipes under my tip.