The Complete Secrets Series

by LK Shaw

  He must have sensed my presence because he finally turned around to face me. My heart stuttered at the smile he sent my way. God, I loved this man. I entered the room fully, closing the door behind me. Hailey knew to knock when the door was closed. My feet carried me over to Marcus who stood still, arms crossed over his chest. When I reached him, my fingers automatically moved to caress his cheek. I leaned up to give him a kiss. Another smile, this one bigger than the first, crossed his face when I stepped back

  “You two did that on purpose didn’t you? The whole ‘where do babies come from’ scene back there.”

  I tried hard to pull off an innocent expression, but knew I failed miserably. I squealed and laughed when Marcus picked me up and tossed me on the bed. His body moved to cover mine as I lay breathless beneath him.

  “I know you’re disappointed you haven’t gotten pregnant yet, Penny. I wish there was something more I could do. It breaks my heart to see you hurting, and I can’t do anything to fix it. You know how I hate not being able to control something.” His fingers brushed my hair back off my face, and he stared straight into my soul with his forest green eyes.

  My laughter died at his words, and now I blinked back tears because I felt like I was failing both of us.

  “Oh, Sweetness, don’t cry. You’re killing me here,” Marcus groaned as he rested his forehead against mine.

  “I just want a baby so badly. I swore I wouldn’t let you see how upset I’ve been, but this sadness is consuming me. I don’t know how to stop it.” I sniffed back the tears I knew wouldn’t do any good. Marcus wiped away a stray tear.

  “Well, I guess I’ll have to do better at getting my swimmers inside you. We have to make sure I’m doing a thorough job.” He enunciated his words with a short thrust against my thigh.

  I couldn’t help but laugh at Marcus’ ridiculous comment. I loved how he tried making me feel better.

  “We’ll work extra hard at it tonight.”

  He wiggled his eyebrows at me. “I can hardly wait, Sweetness. I have something special planned just for you. Now, as much as I love having you underneath me, we need to get moving so we can get Hailey to her grandparent’s and we make our dinner reservation.”

  At the reminder, I groaned, knowing he was right. Marcus moved off me and gently pulled me to my feet. He kissed me, wrapping his hands around my hair and giving a light tug as he positioned me the way he liked so he could deepen the kiss. Too soon, he pulled away, leaving me lightheaded. Dazedly, I turned to grab the suitcase off the floor. I jumped and squeaked when Marcus swatted my ass. After blowing me a kiss, he went back into our adjoining bathroom while I packed. My mind raced with the possibilities of what surprise Marcus had for me. I pushed all thoughts of babies out of my mind and tried to focus on my excitement for the evening ahead instead.

  Penny and Marcus

  Dinner had been delicious but the musical hadn’t been all that exciting. Penny had loved it, however, so in the end it was worth the money I spent on tickets. Anything that put a smile on her face was worth every cent. We walked down the street hand in hand. The hotel wasn’t far from the theater and even though it was winter, it was balmy outside, so we enjoyed the fresh air. We didn’t speak, just enjoyed all the Christmas lights that decorated the city and the flurry of people that wandered around even though it was close to eleven p.m. City life was certainly different than the ‘burbs.

  Finally, we reached the hotel. With my hand on Penny’s lower back, I escorted her through the lobby and into the elevator. In no time, we reached the twenty-fifth floor. I pulled the room key from my pocket and opened the door to the executive suite I’d reserved for us. She’d already oohed and ahed over it earlier when we’d dropped our bags off before heading to dinner.

  I switched the lights on and followed behind her as she kicked off her heels and dropped her purse on the table. She gave a little twirl, her dress spinning with her as she grinned while taking in her surroundings. The city lights shone brightly, reflecting like diamonds off the snow that had just begun falling.

  “Did you enjoy your evening, Sweetness?”

  Penny turned away from the window to face me. Her smile lit up the entire room brighter than any of those lights outside. “Oh, yes, Sir. I had the most amazing time. I know the theater isn’t your idea of fun, but I enjoyed it immensely, so thank you.”

  “You’re most welcome. But, the night isn’t over yet. In fact, it’s just beginning.” My eyes devoured her body. Her curves called to me like a siren’s song. My fingers twitched with the need to explore every valley and hill. This woman was my wife. My submissive. My world.

  “Strip. Take everything off except your stockings. Then, kneel. ”

  Penny’s pupils dilated at my command, and her lips parted on a soft sigh, her tongue peeking out to wet them. Slowly, she bent slightly forward and her fingers began to bunch up the hem of her dress. Teasingly, the dress inched upward, exposing first her knees, then thighs. My breath quickened when I was suddenly gifted with the vision of her shaved mound. Her soft, rounded belly came next. My cock ached for release behind my zipper when her breasts were exposed before she finally tugged the dress over her head.

  Penny stood proudly before me in only a bra, stockings, and heels as she dropped the dress in a puddle on the floor near her. Her weight shifted as she stepped out of first one shoe, then the other. She bent to pick them off the floor and move them, and the dress, out of the way. She added her bra to the pile before returning to her previous spot and gracefully lowered her luscious body to her knees and sat back on her heels. She laid her palms on her thighs and dropped her head forward, eyes on the floor. She sat there comfortably, trusting her Dom.

  I stood in awe for a moment at the stunning picture she made. I couldn’t imagine my life without Penny in it. I was a better person, a better father and husband, because of her. I was a better Dom.

  I took a few steps forward until I was in arm’s length. My fingers reached out, and I traced a line from shoulder to shoulder as I circled around her. A shudder raced through her, and she let out a soft moan. I pulled all the pins from her auburn hair, loosening each strand, until it cascaded down her back. It shone brightly as some of it spilled over her shoulder to dust the crest of her breast. Her breathing grew shallow as she waited for my next move.

  I stepped in front of Penny and couldn’t resist a taste. I reached out a hand, and she placed hers in mine as I helped her to her feet. I released my hold on her and fisted her hair, drawing her head back as I crushed my mouth to hers. My tongue breached her, and I swallowed a moan as I tasted every flavor that was uniquely Penny. My free hand grabbed her ass cheek, squeezing it hard before pulling her body into mine. She pushed herself against me, as though she were trying to crawl inside.

  Without breaking our kiss, I nudged her feet apart with my knee. My hand slid from her ass and around her thigh, and my fingers grazed her clit before plunging inside her hot, wet pussy. My tongue and fingers matched rhythms as I thrust into her mouth and cunt. My cock throbbed with the need to fuck. Penny’s inner muscles squeezed my fingers tightly, trying to pull them deeper inside her. My thumb joined the party and circled her clit, adding the precise amount of pressure I knew would bring her to her knees. The room filled with the sounds of our moans and gasps for air.

  I felt the first spasms begin as Penny began to climax. I pulled my fingers out, but kept kissing her. I chuckled against her mouth as she whimpered at not only the loss of my fingers, but at the orgasm denial. She nipped my bottom lip in retaliation. I pulled back until our lips barely touched.

  “That’s an infraction that deserves punishment, sub,” I growled against her skin.

  “I’ll willingly take my punishment and do it again for teasing me, Sir,” came her breathless reply. I chuckled at her impertinence. My palm itched to redden that ass of hers.

  “Well, then, let the punishment commence. Come.” I pulled Penny with me as I sat on the edge of the bed. I tugged on her hand, and h
er breath escaped as she tumbled face down, ass up over my lap. She squirmed in mock indignation, but a sharp smack to her right cheek ceased any movement. The redness quickly dissipated.

  I squeezed her ass, warming it a little before landing the next blow.

  “One,” Penny called out, knowing the drill.

  Smack.

  “Two.”

  I alternated the strength of each spanking as Penny gasped out the next three numbers, her arousal increasing with every blow. After five, I massaged her ass before sliding my fingers between her cheeks. I grazed her asshole with the tip of the digits before dipping them inside her wet heat. Her inner thighs were soaked with her arousal. I plunged my fingers deeper inside as Penny pushed back against the force of the thrusts.

  I continued my assault, loving her response. Her pussy clenched on my fingers, and her whole body shook with the force of her orgasm. Tiny tremors continued to squeeze my digits before I pulled them out. Gently, I set her on her feet, holding her while she gained her balance again. Her eyes were glazed, and her lush body relaxed.

  “Lick.” My command came out gruff as I placed my juice-covered fingers against her lips. My entire form was taut with tension. Penny’s small hand reached up to grasp mine and hold my hand tightly. An involuntary groan came from deep inside my throat as her pink tongue slipped out, and she pulled my fingers into her parted lips, licking and sucking all of her own essence off. Our eyes met, hers twinkling with satisfied pleasure as she mimicked fellatio with my fingers. She was teasing me and doing a damn good job.

  I pulled my fingers out of her mouth with a little pop. She licked her lips like she didn’t want to miss a single drop. My tightly wound control was slowly unraveling.

  “On the bed, Sweetness.”

  As Penny pulled back the covers and crawled into the bed, I undressed. She intently observed my every move as I removed every article of clothing. I toed off my shoes and kicked them aside as I stepped out of my slacks. Once naked, I didn’t hesitate to join my wife. I needed her like I needed my next breath.

  Our lips met and our tongues dueled. My body covered hers, and I kissed my way down her neck, took her nipple in my mouth, and suckled it until it turned bright red. I moved farther south, dropping kisses over her belly, until I hit the jackpot.

  Penny’s fingers tangled in my hair as my tongue flicked her clit a few times before pulling it into my mouth, nipping it with my teeth.

  “Yes, Sir. Please,” she choked out.

  I buried my face deeper between her thick thighs as my grip tightened on her hips, knowing soon she’d be bucking with pleasure. I feasted on my woman as she arched and squirmed under my ministrations, her cries of excitement music to my ears. I winced a little at a particularly vicious hair tug, but I knew it was unintentional. I sipped and lapped up every ounce of wetness, her flavor tempting every taste bud. As another orgasm ripped through Penny, I thrust three fingers inside her, curling them forward to hit the spongy place at the front of her pelvic wall. Penny’s scream echoed throughout the room.

  Before the sound was even gone, I shifted and thrust my cock deep inside her as she screamed again. I braced myself on my forearms and caged her head between them. As I continued penetrating her, our gazes locked and love shone brightly from the chocolate depth of her eyes.

  “I love you, Penny,” I ground out, trying to hold back my climax until she hit hers again.

  “I love you too, Sir.”

  I dropped my forehead to hers and increased my thrusts, our breaths mingling together. Soon, her inner muscles clenched, signaling her impending orgasm. I ground my pelvis against her clit, praying the friction pushed her over the edge quickly. My prayers were answered as she peaked. My balls tightened, and then my climax exploded out of me almost immediately after her. We rode the waves of ecstasy together.

  As our shudders slowed, I half collapsed on top of Penny, but keeping my full weight off her. We remained connected as I rolled to my back, pulling her with me so she now lay on top. I kissed the top of her head as our heartbeats synchronized, and our breathing slowed to match the others. I stroked her hair, and she traced patterns on my chest near my heart.

  Sooner than I’d liked, Penny shifted off me and went into the bathroom. When she returned to bed, she cuddled up against my side, and I felt a drop of wetness hit my chest. Her breath hitched as she tried to hold back the tears. Knowing there was nothing I could do but comfort her, I wrapped my arms even more tightly around her as she cried. I whispered softly in her ear how much I loved her and held her all night long. We made love several more times throughout the night in the hopes that I could give her the one thing she desperately wanted. A baby. After all, Christmas was supposed to be the season of miracles.

  Connor and Bridget

  “Damn it, Alex, hurry up,” I hollered up the stairs at my adopted son. I was ready to get on the road so Bridget and I could finally have some alone time. Why did Bridget have to be the “cool mom”? Every fucking kid in the neighborhood wanted to hang out at casa de Black. The boys wanted a sleep-over? Let’s have it at Alex’s house. Movie night? Alex’s house. I loved my son, but god damn, a man couldn’t get any piece around here. And by piece, I meant piece of ass.

  Other than a couple nights where we got lucky and were able to go to Eden, Bridget and I hadn’t had any alone time in forever. Sure, we still had great sex, but my hand itched with the need to clutch the crop and flogger in my hand, and I was twitchy. My sadist side had been tamed due to kids everywhere, and I didn’t fucking like it one bit. I had to keep my toy bag locked up in a safe so Alex didn’t accidentally stumble across it. This weekend though, that fucking bag was getting dusted off.

  A herd of elephants sounded as Alex came running down the stairs, backpack in hand. He came to a screeching halt at the bottom when saw me standing there.

  “Sorry, Dad, I couldn’t find my phone,” Alex huffed, slightly out of breath.

  Kids and their damn phones. “I have no idea how you could lose something that never leaves your hand.”

  Alex just shrugged. He looked around. “Where’s Mom?”

  “I’m right here,” Bridget replied as she came around the corner, a bag of snacks hanging from her hand. “Are you guys ready?”

  “I’ve been ready. We were waiting on slow poke here.” I gestured to Alex with my thumb.

  “Sorry,” Alex mumbled.

  “C’mon kid, let’s get your stuff in the car so we can get going.” I gently wrapped my hand around the back of his neck and tugged him close, ruffling his hair a little with my other one.

  Together, we all walked out to the car already loaded up with the rest of our things. We were dropping Alex off with Bridget’s dad, and then she and I were heading out to a cabin I rented for us on Patterson Island. We didn’t have to worry about any damn kids interrupting us. We were staying there for two nights and picking Alex up on our way back to our house on Christmas morning before the rest of the gang arrived.

  Eventually, I expected we were going to outgrow our house. I knew Miles was trying to talk Josie into having kids, but she was balking. Then there was Penny and Marcus, who were doing their damnedest to add at least one more to their household. I didn’t know about Donovan and Phebe, but I expected it was too soon in their relationship to be having kids. Webber and Katie only came every other year, so we didn’t always have to worry about them. But until more kids started arriving, we were all going to continue spending every Christmas together.

  We took off down the road, and I had to keep off the lead foot because of the roads. We’d had snow yesterday and some of the side streets, ours included, hadn’t been plowed yet. Alex had his headphones on in the backseat and was playing some video game. I kept an eye on him through the rear view mirror. His head bobbed to the music.

  “Red is my favorite color on you.” I spoke to Bridget in a low voice, just in case Alex could hear me.

  She turned to look at me, and a devious smile crossed her face. “I bet
you wish I was wearing it right now, don’t you? That deep red you love the best. You know I’m just as anxious to wear it as you are to see me in it. I’m already tingling with anticipation. I mean really, really tingling.”

  Her eyes rolled back, and she bit her lip as she squirmed in her seat. Son of a bitch. I knew she was toying with me, and there wasn’t a damn thing I could do with Alex in the car.

  “You know what happens to bad little girls who tease? Santa punishes them. I think you want to be punished like a bad girl, don’t you, Bridget?” My voice came out thick with arousal.

  “Only if Santa lets me sit on his lap when he does it.” She winked at me and blew me a kiss.

  “Oh, Santa’s hand is twitching with anticipation of punishing you.”

  “What are you guys talking about up there?”

  Quickly, my gaze jerked up, and I looked at Alex’s reflection in my mirror. He’d pulled his headphones off and they laid wrapped around the back of his neck. His computer game sat in his lap.

  Bridget burst out laughing.

  “What’s so funny?” Alex whined from the back seat. “Seriously, what were you guys talking about? I thought I heard you say something about someone being punished. I know I haven’t done anything wrong.”

  This only made Bridget laugh harder, letting out an occasional snort. Fuck.

  Flustered, I could barely get the words out. “Don’t worry about it. You’re not in trouble. Just— just go back to playing your video game.”

  Alex just shrugged, put his headphones back in his ears, and went back to ignoring us. Bridget’s laughter slowly died down until only a small guffaw or two was left.

  “You’re going to pay for that. I hope your ass is prepared.” I lowered my voice when I spoke the last sentence.

  “Oh, I truly hope so, Sir.”

  “Brat,” I said with affection.