Page 108 of When Lies Unfold

Somethin’ indecipherable flickers across her face before it vanishes in a blink, but what I do recognize in its wake is grief. Hell…it practically oozes from her. Grief can coax a person into seekin’ comfort sexually. To reaffirm their existence.

She’s ridin’ a roller coaster of emotion, and I shouldn’t indulge her while she’s in this state, but I can’t resist.

If I were a better man, I wouldn’t be doin’ this—I wouldn’t be givin’ in to her. Wouldn’t be givin’ in to my need for her.

If I were a better man, I’d just fit my mouth over her pussy and get her off before sendin’ her back to her room.

If I were a better man, I wouldn’t be lettin’ her jerk me off so damn good.

But I’m not. Never have been. So, I’m takin’ whatever she’s offerin’ tonight. Even if it means there’s a good chance she’ll regret it later.

I want her too fuckin’ badly to stop.

“You gotta know I’d do just about anythin’ for you.” I grit out the words against her mouth. I swear to Christ she has me ready to shoot my load already.

It’s fuckin’ ridiculous how much this woman disarms me.

“I’d cut off his toes, one by one. Slowly. Let ’im bleed and ooze and fester. Then I’d cut out his tongue.”

Strong, sleek thighs tighten around my hips, and her pussy flutters around my fingers. “What else?”

“I’d carve out his eyes with the dullest fuckin’ knife I could find.” She coats my fingers as I fuck her with them. Goddamn, she has the tightest damn pussy I’ve ever known.

I don’t give it a second thought before I fist her panties in my hand and give a swift yank. Her surprised gasp barely registers as I let them drop to the floor. “Then I’d pull out each of his teeth, one by one.”

Heavy-lidded eyes regard me as she gently moves my hand away from her before guidin’ the thick head of my cock to her slick pussy lips. My knees go weak when she wets my dick with her arousal—up and down, up and down—before usin’ it to work her swollen clit.

Fuck. The way her eyes track the movement of my cock slickin’ through her wetness has me achin’ to take charge. But she needs this, and I’m gonna let her use me.

It’s not like I won’t enjoy the hell out of it.

“You gonna take what you need from me?” My voice is coarse, my balls drawin’ tight. “Wanna use me to get off?”

Eyes wild, her breaths come out in staccato bursts. “Yes.”

I lift one of her thighs, guidin’ her to plant one foot on the vanity and lean back against the mirror. This position spreads her open, her perfect pink lips glistenin’ as she continues draggin’ me along her wet crease. “That’s it. Use my big cock exactly how you want.”

Her gaze flicks back and forth between my face and where she dips the head of my cock inside her barely a fraction before usin’ it to work her clit.

“Fuck, that’s hot.” I duck my head to capture one of those fine-ass nipples between my lips. The way she arches with a little gasp urges me on, and I give it a hard suck before battin’ at it with my tongue.

With ragged breaths, she works my cock against her little clit, those perfect tits risin’ and fallin’. She’s so fuckin’ beautiful, I can’t resist takin’ her other nipple captive with my mouth.

When I scrape my teeth over it, the little moan she lets out has me wantin’ to bury my cock balls deep inside her. It takes all my restraint not to shove her other leg over my shoulder and have my way with her, watchin’ those gorgeous tits bounce with each of my thrusts.

I fuckin’ want to—Christ, do I want to—but I won’t.

’Cause however the hell she wants me, I’m hers for the takin’.

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I know it’s messed up that I’m getting turned on by him telling me exactly how he’d make my ex suffer. Then again, I lost most normalcy years ago.

It’s alarming that this man—this criminal, this murderer—makes me feel more alive than I’ve felt in ages. There’s seemingly no end to his arrogance and controlling behavior. Yet it’s as though he’s granting me all the power at this moment.

He lets me use his thick cock and rub it against my clit while he sucks on my nipples. Each time I guide his cock along my crease and get it wetter with my arousal, my carnal need burns hotter. I don’t care about anything except for assuaging the ache between my legs.

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