Page 86 of Devious Lies

I like it there. I enjoy being in that place where I have no responsibilities, no fears or doubts, only soft feelings.

Luc always seemed so quiet. He did not look like the kind of man to give commands, but in the bedroom, he does.

And I never thought I could be the type of woman to follow them. But I do. And I like it.

Something about handing him control feels so good. It feels right. And I hope it goes on forever.

I grin as I hear footsteps coming towards the bedroom. It’s Luc, and he’s humming.

Every Rose Has Its Thorn.

Of course, he is humming that song. It must have played for an hour.

“Hey, Baby Girl,” he says, walking towards me with a plate and a fork.

He is deliciously naked. While I am busy staring at his chiseled, inked up, and beautifully pierced body, my stomach growls.

“Brought you something,” he says, grinning at me and I slide over so he can sit.

I glance down at the plate and smile. It is full of fresh berries and whipped cream and little pieces of angel food cake.

“Mmmm. But you only brought one fork.”

I point out, nodding to the plate.

“Aren't you going to share?”

“Yeah, Baby Girl, I'm gonna share, but everything that goes in your mouth when you're lying in this bed, I'm gonna be the one to put it there.”

It’s such a pigheaded, over the top thing to say.

And like everything with this man, I fucking love it.

“Open wide,” he commands, and I listen.

“Mmmm. That is so good,” I say after I take a raspberry dipped in cream from his fork.

“Wider,” he says this time, and feeds me a piece of cake.

Soon, Luc drops the fork on the floor. He’s feeding me by hand. Then, with his mouth.

And I eat it. I take everything he offers.

Sucking down berries along with his pierced tongue and moaning when he rubs whipped cream between my legs and laps it all off.

By the time I’m on my knees, taking his cock as far as it will go down my throat, we’ve eaten everything and made a mess while doing it.

And when I’m swallowing his hot, sweet cum, watching Luc’s face as he gives himself over to the pleasure I bring him, I realize it is worth it.

Everything I have ever been through is so fucking worth it to have this time with him.

I love him.

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE-MARIA

It’s been a couple of weeks since I moved into Luc’s home, and it’s been, it’s been magic.

Every day Luc shows me another facet of himself, and when I put it with all the rest of the things I know about him, I can’t imagine how this brilliant, beautiful, amazing man isn’t taken already.

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