L. Marie Adeline- S.E.C.R.E.T

ed, where he laid me down. He returned to the bathroom to shut the shower o and to
nd his pants, digging into his pockets, I assumed, for a condom. Then he stood at the
edge of the bed, glistening.
I crawled towards him, taking him into my mouth while he watched. Seconds later, he
ripped open the package and handed me the condom. I unfurled it over him, and then
he gently pushed me down onto my back and licked me expertly, eagerly, my knees
splayed open, an arm ung across my eyes. Before I could even catch my breath, he
turned me over in his strong arms, so my back was to his front, and I could feel his
erection harder than it had been even a few minutes before.
Kissing down the side of my neck, he whispered, “We’re just getting started.” Nudging
my legs apart, he pulled one of my thighs over the top of his, until our bodies formed an
entwined letter S. I felt his hands exploring my back, and then exploring a whole new
part of me. At rst it was just a nger, painful at rst, but the pain quickly subsided and
gave way to a wide, delicious fullness. I felt my stomach drop the same thrilling way it
did when I skied over the ridge. Then he entered me from behind, not in the way I was
expecting. The feeling was intensely, excruciatingly pleasurable. He clutched me hard to
keep me close to him.
“Is it okay? Are you okay?” he whispered, tenderly combing my wet hair away from
my face and neck.
“Yes,” I said. “Yes. It feels so … it’s a good hurt.”
“I can stop anytime. You sure it feels good?”
I nodded again, because it did, it felt so good, and so intimate, this thing we were
doing. I clutched a stful of the sheets and pulled them to me as the full sensation gave
way to a wave of intense pleasure that moved through my whole body. This was
something I would never in a million years have thought I’d want to try. But here I was
saying “yes, yes, yes” as he inched inside me even deeper and brought his hand around
and under me, making me wetter and wetter. I came again, pushing backwards into
him, the abandon I felt hard to contain. I needed this kind of release, in this place, in
this room, in this bed, with this man who seemed put here to take me through this
experience.
“I’m going to come. You’re making me come now,” he said, clutching my center with
one hand, bending me farther forward as he bit softly into my shoulder, his other hand
caressing my breasts. When he was done, he subsided with the gentlest tug and we both
shifted onto our backs, his hand across my stomach, to look at the ornate ceiling that
neither of us had noticed until just then.
“That was … intense,” he said.
“I know,” I said, still gasping for air.
I had done something new and it was thrilling, but now I was feeling a bit vulnerable.
This man wasn’t from S.E.C.R.E.T. There had been no Step to accept, just a plunge into
all-new terrain. Theo must have sensed my shift in mood. “You okay?”
“I am. I just … I’ve never done that in my life. I don’t normally pick up strangers and
take them to bed,” I said. Despite the fact that the men from S.E.C.R.E.T. were
technically strangers, the women from S.E.C.R.E.T. knew them.