Page 40 of Tell Me Lies

My brain feels fuzzy, and my eyes flutter shut with exhaustion. I don’t know how I’m ever going to survive another intense orgasm at the hands of Logan Sterns.

Slowly, my orgasm comes to an end, leaving my body completely limp. But Logan doesn’t seem to mind as he pulls out before flipping me over onto my back.

“Look at you,” he whispers, “so fucking stunning now that you’ve come for me twice.” Suddenly, another devilish look covers his face. “But you’re not done yet, baby. I’m a man of my word.”

Even though my body feels like it has nothing left to give and I couldn’t possibly come again, somehow, I know Logan Sterns is about to challenge that.

Dear God, I’m lucky that I didn’t just blow my seed inside of her heat. I came so fucking close—thank fuck she finished coming before I got the chance. When her pussy began squeezing aroundme, I felt my balls start to tingle, and I fucking knew I was a goner.

Thankfully, I held it together long enough so I can fuck her once more.

This time, I’m going to make her ride my cock until we’re both coming. Together.

She stares up at me, her cheeks still red hot from her orgasm moments ago and her chest continues to heave for air.

Fucking A, she’s gorgeous.

Collapsing in the chair, I tip my chin up at her as she still lies on the table. “Come on over here and sit on my dick.”

For a second after I give the command, she doesn’t move.

“You like control, so take it. Ride me until my cock explodes inside that pussy while it squeezes me tight.”

That gets her attention, and sluggishly, she scoots her body from the table and straddles me. As she brings herself lower, her nipples harden, and I can’t fucking help myself but to bring one into my mouth. Inch by inch, she takes me until I’m all the way in.

“Ride, baby,” I growl lowly. “Fuck my cock.”

Her hips begin to roll, hesitant at first, but before long, she’s moving back and forth, harder and faster. I reach for her hair, but she pulls away.

“Hands behind your back, Sterns,” she hisses. “You said I’m in control, remember?”

Christ almighty, that’s hot.It sends a shiver right down to my nutsack, which is on the verge of exploding because my dick wants to come so fucking bad.

Her tits bounce in my face, and she puts her hands on my shoulders, digging her fingernails into my flesh.

“What are you waiting for, boss? Soak me. I want to feel you dripping down my thighs,” I grumble out, hoping my words make her come undone because I’ve noticed how much sheseems to like dirty talk. I’m praying she’s going to come soon because with the sight of her riding me, I can’t last much longer.

It’s like my prayers are answered when she tightens around me, her eyebrows pull together, and her lips part. She tips her head upward, squeezing her eyes shut as her hips slow down, continuing to roll, but slower—and deeper.

That’s all it takes—watching her come on my cock—and then my balls tighten, and my dick prepares to shoot cum inside of her. And within seconds, that’s exactly what happens. She claws at my shoulders, her movements gradually getting less.

“Fuck,” I grunt. “Feels so good to come inside of you.”

My body spasms as she trembles slightly, both of us on the tail end of our orgasm.

I drag in a few shaky breaths as she does the same, looking down at me.

“Three times,” she utters, the corner of her lips turning up the slightest bit.

“Told you. Three times,” I answer boldly. “I’m a man of my word.”

She attempts to climb off of me, but I stop her, putting my hands on her waist.

“In your story, after the dude rocks the chick’s world, what will he do next? What would the readers want to see?”

The sheer look of nervousness is written all over her pretty face.

Her eyes dance between mine, and she sighs. “I don’t really know.” She swallows. “But the way I see it, this thing we’re doing is a business arrangement. I’m working for you, and you’re helping me with my book in return.” Her shoulders shrug. “Everyone knows that at the end of a romance story, the couple ends up together. Maybe it started out as a fake dating thing or a friends-with-benefits deal, but in the end, they give in and windup together. That’s not our story, Logan. So, sometimes—like right now—we need to remember what’s fake and what’s real.”

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