The Secret (5 page)

Drake

Her hot tongue slowly running up the ridge in the center of my abs is by far my new favorite way to wake up. As she reaches my chin and moves to straddle my waist, I can feel the heat coming from her core as her mouth hovers above mine and she holds my eyes.

“Good morning, Sir,” she whispers seductively
, her lips so close they’re like feathers stroking against mine.

Gripping the hair at the base of her neck, I hold her in place. I run my nose up the side of her neck, inhaling her, loving the
way her familiar vanilla scent mixes with her arousal. She rests her palms on my lower waist, beginning a slow grind that tells me what she wants, what she
craves
.

“
Good morning, Love,” I say in a low whisper into her ear, raising my hips to push into her in one swift movement. When she gasps loudly, I still my movements, loving the low whimper it pulls from her. “Quiet.”

Hearing the low voices coming from the living room, she nods silently, her submission
driving us both insane with lust.

When I begin pushing into her again, I hold her eyes as I watch her move above me. Her hips rock in rhythm with mine, meeting me thrust for thrust. Running my fingers over her breasts, I massage her nipples with a soft, sensual touch before pinching them sharply and giving her a
ll of me in one hard, deep thrust. The action causes a stifled moan to escape her as she bites down onto her lip to quiet herself. I resume making soft strokes over her sensitive peaks for a moment before pinching harshly and driving into her again from below.

This time, she isn’t able to contain the low
mewl that leaves her lips.

“
Analise!” I say, my tone a low warning, pulling her down until she’s less than an inch from my face. “Your body, the way you moan and scream for me when I fuck you? Those are for me and me alone. Do you understand me?”

Although we’ve discussed advancing our relationship,
her submission is so natural that this is the first time I’ve had to reprimand her. I can see the disappointment she’s feeling in herself staining her features as she nods her reply.

“Answer me,
Analise,” I say in a softer tone while still letting the warning bleed through my words. “Do you understand?”

“Yes Sir.”

“There’s my good girl,” I whisper against her lips, stroking her jaw lightly before taking control of her mouth.

Push
ing my hips forward, she begins breathing in low, quiet breaths as I move inside her. Rolling her over on her back, I raise her hands above her head, restraining her while I drive more forcefully into her. Her grey eyes are hooded with arousal as her pulse quickens and her walls begin to clench slightly around my shaft.

“Are you ready to give yourself to me,
Analise?” I whisper into her ear, biting down onto her lobe and loving the way she tightens in response.

“Yes Sir,” she mouths, her eyes filling with desperate tears of pleasure. “Please?”

“Shh,” I whisper, wiping the tear away with my free hand. She bites down on her lower lip, still struggling to keep silent as I continue to push into her, but maintaining control.

Reaching between us, I brush my fingertips over her swollen clit, watching her completely
unravel beneath me. Releasing her hands from my hold, I grip her neck possessively and hold her gaze.

“
Come for me,” I order her, immediately feeling her arousal wash over me.

As I plunge my tongue into her mouth, I swallow her near silent moans. Once she’s satiated, I move my lips into her neck, licking and sucking the salt of her skin. When it’s not enough for me, I pull out of her, surprising her by covering her sex with my mouth, needing to taste her release.

Her pussy is slick, heavily drenched in her arousal and the taste of her is addicting. Still sensitive from her release, she grips the sheets beneath us with one hand before covering her mouth with the other, bucking slightly into my mouth.

“Again,” I order her before covering her clit with my lips and sucking, pulling another release from her.

Once she’s licked completely clean and my thirst for her is temporarily satiated, I grip her hips and drive into her ruthlessly.

In only minutes, I fill her and
she pulses around me for a third time, pulling all I have to give into her greedily as her chest heaves beneath mine.

Leaning down over her, I rest my head on her chest, placing light kisses over her breasts and neck. When I raise my eyes to her, I take in her silent expression.

“Are you alright?” I ask her quietly.

“Yes Sir
,” she says in a low voice.

“
Look at me,” I say, turning her chin slightly. “What are you not telling me? Did I hurt your feelings?”

“No Sir,” she an
swers, shaking her head as she finally meets my eyes. “I’m sorry. I’m sure you’re disappointed in me.”

“
No, Baby,” I start, moving the hair away from her face. “We just need to work on your self-control and that will take some time. I’m not disappointed in you at all, Analise. You’re perfect, my Love.” 

“I love you, Drake.”

“I love you, Baby,” I say as I lean down to kiss her. “Do you feel better?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Good girl. Let’s get dressed so we can get home,” I say as I rise from the bed and reach for her hand.

Jack

“Good morning,” Lucy smiles,
causing me to turn to see Ana and Drake walking into the kitchen.

“Good morning,” they
answer in unison as Analise pulls me into her arms.

“Morning Jackie,” she whispers, making me smile.

While I have to admit, the past twenty four hours have gone nothing like what I’d ever expected, I couldn’t be happier to see Ana. I missed her like crazy and when thinking of Sophie was too hard out there, she was the only thing that kept me going some days.

“
Mornin’ Sis,” I answer her with a smile before nodding over at Drake. “Hey man.”

“
Good morning,” he replies, handing Ana her coffee before pouring his own.

He seems to be a good enough guy. If I’m being completely honest, Chase seems like a good guy, too, but I still can’t stand seeing him. Every time I see him, it reminds me that Sophie
’s moved on and we may never get the forever we’d always planned on.

We move to the dining room where we all sit and chat for a few minutes, laughing at JT when he comes in wearing
the Spiderman costume he’d told me Sophie bought him for his party.

“
Hey Little J,” I say with a smile.

“Uncle Jack, I’m not Little J,” he says in an annoyed whisper. “I’m Spiderman!”

“I’m sorry,” I chuckle. “Cool suit, Spiderman.”

“Thanks,” he says,
surprising me by pulling himself up into his lap. Although we’d had time to hang out this morning, Lucy had told me he’s shy so I’m glad he’s warming up to me quickly. “It’s for my birthday from my Aunt Sophie and my Uncle Chase.”

“From your Aunt Sophi
e and your Uncle Chase, huh?” I say quietly with a sigh, trying my best to avoid letting the pain come through in my voice.

Our Godson is calling her
new boyfriend ‘Uncle
,’ I think to myself with an internal groan.
This is fucking brutal.

“Yep,” JT says,
thankfully unaffected by my reaction. “For my birthday when I was gonna be five years old.”

“Awesome,” I
say quietly, still trying to hide my emotions from JT as I offer him some of my breakfast.

“Yep!” he says, taki
ng the piece of bacon from my extended hand. “And everybody else pretended to be super people for my birthday.”

“
Super people, huh?” I chuckle, glancing over to see the others smiling widely at our interaction.

“Yep!”
he says. “Like Superman and Super Lady and stuff.”

“Oh,”
I say as we all laugh. “So you were Super Spiderman then?”

“
No Uncle Jack!” JT giggles. “That’s not real! My Aunt Sophie says I’m the Amazon Spiderman.”

“What?”
Lucy chuckles.

“I asked my Aunt Sophie why I wasn’t super and she said it was because I was the Amazon Spiderman.”

While the others try to decipher what JT’s talking about, I can’t contain my laughter at what he’s just said. I’m about to try for a second time to explain through my laugh when I hear the door open.

“My Aunt Sophie is here!” JT chee
rs, jumping from my lap and running towards the door.

As I watch her smile
at our Godson, my heart feels like I finally made it home. This is the first time since I got back that I’ve seen her happy. She glances over at us and when our eyes meet, I still feel the same connection moving between us. It’s hard to imagine us having any other kind of relationship than the one we’d always had.

One where she’s my lover, my best friend, my soul mate… my forever.

At the same time, I would never do anything to intentionally cause her pain and as much as it hurts me to admit it, I can tell she’s in love with this guy. As badly as I will always want this perfect, green-eyed girl standing in front of me right now, I’ll never interfere with her happiness. The idea of being near her, but never really having her again, brings on emotions I’m not ready to face yet. Pushing them to the side, I smile back at her.

“Hey,” she says in a quiet voice
as she makes her way over to the table.

Moving to stand so she can sit, I wrap my arm around her and kiss her hair.

“Hey Beautiful Girl,” I whisper, loving the way I can still cause her cheeks to redden in a minute.

As we’re separating,
Chase comes in after her and pushes the door shut behind him. Trying my best to not be hurt by how excited JT is to see him, I take my plate to the kitchen.

When I return,
I find her in the living room cuddled on the couch with JT watching TV. I feel Chase’s eyes on me as I sit next to her, throwing my arm over the back of the couch while we wait for Ana and Drake.

Sitting quietly, I begin thinking about what Lucy had said this morning about Sophie
after she’d left to collect her things. She told me Sophie insisted they talk about me often with JT and that she’d said she didn’t want him to grow up not knowing me even though I couldn’t be around. The thought of that warms my heart as I watch her with him now.

“Little J,” I say with a grin, remembering our discussion
from earlier.

“Huh?” he answers
, distracted by the cartoon he’s watching.

“JT,” Sophie interjects
in a firm but gentle tone. “We don’t talk to adults like that. Use your manners and pay attention to your Uncle Jack when he’s speaking to you.”

Turning to face me, he apologizes and gives me his attention, quite frankly surprising me.
He doesn’t listen to Lucy this well
, I think to myself with an inward smile.

“I’m sorry, Jack,” she says
warmly. “What were you going to say?”

“It’s okay,” I say, abs
entmindedly playing with a strand of her hair that’s resting against the back of the couch, next to my hand. “Little J, tell me again what Aunt Sophie called you? Was it the Super Spiderman?”

“No,”
he says in an exasperated tone. “I’m the Amazon Spiderman, Uncle Jack!”

In just seconds, she makes the connection and starts laughing loudly at his words.
She keeps her arm around JT, hugging him to her as she throws her free hand over her mouth. It’s the first time I’ve seen her smile,
really
smile, since I got home.

It’s
still the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

Sophie

Hearing how obnoxiously I’m laughing at what I’ve just heard, Chase walks into the living room with a
curious smirk.

“Tell me again, Sweet Pea,” I laugh
, looking up at Chase.

“I’m the Amazon Spiderman!”
he says proudly.

W
hen he puts his hands at his side in an attempt to do his best superhero stance before running into his room, I laugh harder.

“I don’t get it,” Chase says, grinning but shaking his head slightly.

“Are you serious?” I ask in surprise.

“Sorry, Babe,” he laugh
s. “I don’t know anything about Spiderman. I never really got into that kind of stuff.”

“Oh my God,” I say dramatically, leaning my head back against the couch before looking over at him again. “It’s the
Amazing
Spiderman, not the Amazon Spiderman! How do you live for almost thirty years and not know that?”