Page 134 of When Lies Unfold

But most of all, I realize what else I’ve been denyin’: that I feel somethin’ for her I’ve never felt before.

Not sayin’ it’s love, ’cause I wasn’t built that way. But whatever it is that Lola Arias has me feelin’, I sure as hell want it to last.

Forever.

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LOLA

A moan is what initially rouses me. When I realize it came from me because two strong, callused palms hold my thighs wide while a mouth devours my pussy, I truly wake up.

Though it’s still dark outside with only faint shafts of moonlight piercing through the slats of the blinds, I’d know the faint outline of that tattooed body anywhere.

Situated between my legs, he creates such a strong suction on my clit that it causes me to arch and shamelessly press myself against his mouth.

His answering moan vibrates against my sensitive flesh as he continues to place openmouthed kisses to me.

His tongue dives inside for long, thorough licks before he refocuses on my clit once again. He pushes a thick finger inside, pumping in and out.

“Santy.” My hands find my nipples, and I tug on them, mindless to anything but the pleasure he’s giving me.

His sound of approval rumbles against my throbbing clit before he slides another thick finger inside me. The sounds of my wet arousal mingle with my labored breaths.

When he grazes his teeth over my clit, my hips buck, and my thighs shake. One of my hands moves from my breast to tangle in his hair. My fingers tighten around the lengthier strands, urging him on.

“Mmm,” he murmurs against my slick entrance. “Like when you do that.” He gives my lips a slow lick. “Tells me how fuckin’ bad you want me. This pussy’s greedy right now, isn’t it?”

“Santy—” I break off with a gasp when his tongue darts lower to flick against my ass.

“What’s this pussy want? My tongue or my cock?” He glides those two long fingers in and out of my wetness while his tongue teases my rear entrance again. “Either way, I’m gonna be playin’ with this right here.”

“Anything.” My head thrashes against the pillow, my answer breathless. “I just need you.”

A rumbled “Fuck” reaches my ears a second before he drags his tongue over the tight ring of my ass, saturating it with his saliva. The nerve endings go wild when he presses the pad of his thumb against it.

I should be concerned that I’m going to strangle him with my thighs, but I’m mindless to anything else but his touch.

He fits his lips around my clit and fucks me with those two fingers while his other thumb edges its way deeper inside my ass.

My body arches as he hooks his fingers while simultaneously batting his tongue wildly against my clit. I buck against him, writhing as I tumble over the edge, tremors wracking my entire body.

My inner muscles contract around his fingers, my ass flexing around his thumb. He keeps fucking me through my release until the shudders subside. Only once my thighs slump lifelessly on the bed does he raise his head.

Dark eyes collide with mine, and I watch in wonder as he slides his fingers from my pussy. A shocking wave of new arousal mounts within me when he sucks them clean. Pressing a soft kiss to the inside of my thigh, he studies me. “Gotta be honest.”

Holding my gaze, he lands another delicate kiss to my thigh. “Even though I said I’d try and be gentle with you this next time, I want nothin’ more than to crawl up there and bury my cock in you. Don’t know that I can do gentle this time ’round.”

He plants another kiss to my opposite thigh. “Especially after that.” He gives my leg a gentle nip, his low rumbled “Mmm, so damn good” reigniting my arousal.

When he pauses to peer up at me, my lungs seize for a moment. His hair is loose and falls around his face, making him even more lethally sexy.

But the fact that he’s asking—that he’s not just taking—does something all-too dangerous to my heart.

When I crook my finger at him and whisper, “You better get up here,” the boyish grin that stretches his lips sends me free-falling. And I know there’s no going back from this.

When this ends—and it will—I’ll be leaving behind my heart.

I’m seated across from Santy at breakfast, the kitchen quiet since it’s still early and Alma’s not up yet.

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