Page 80 of Lie With Me

I can’t allow Tripp to take care of me financially, not when that means footing Momma’s rehab bills and everything else I still have to take care of.

When the door closes behind me, though, and Tripp is standing there with a hungry look in his eyes, all of those thoughts fly out the window on the Angel wings I’ll never wear again.

He approaches me slowly, pulling off his mask before he removes mine. “After you told me about your past, it got me thinking. This has always been a job for you. Has there ever been a part of you that trulyenjoysit?”

I’m not expecting the question, so it takes me by surprise. “I don’t understand what you mean?”

His fingers dance their way down my neck to finger the straps of my slip, sliding beneath the silky fabric to pull them down my arms. “What doyouwant, Valentina? Tonight,I’mthe Angel, and I’m going to fulfill allyourdesires.”

My body floods with want. The slip catches on my hard nipples, and I suck in a breath as he pulls it down roughly over them, causing a delicious friction that shoots straight to my core. “I feel safe when we’re intimate. I think…I think I’d like it if I gave up complete control to you. To feel vulnerable when I know I’ll be okay because I know you won’t hurt me.”

“I’ll never hurt you. Ever,” he whispers as he drops the slip. It slides over my hips before falling to the floor. He palms my breasts and bends to take one into his mouth, sucking at my nipple as he laves it with his tongue.

My pussy clenches on air, desperately wanting to be filled. “I need you inside me.”

I tug at his simple drawstring pajama pants, watching as his cock springs free, bobbing between us with the tip already shining with a bead of precum. He snatches my wrists as I reach for it and walks me backward to the bed. “You said you trust me, right?”

“Mmhmm,” I moan when his mouth descends on mine and doesn’t give me a chance to respond. His tongue plunges deep into my mouth, and I’m so caught up in the feeling of his hard length rubbing against my center that I’m surprised to see he’s tied me to the headboard.

“I wantcompletecontrol over your body tonight,” he explains as he drags his tongue down my neck, biting at my collarbone hard enough that I know I’ll bruise. My hips rise beneath him, searching for more friction.

“You have it. Anything you want to do, I’m all yours.”

“Say it again,” he whispers as he crawls between my legs.

“I’m yours, fuck, Tripp, I’m yours!” I cry out as heflicks his tongue against my clit.Slow, quick, suck, slow.He pinches my nipples as my hands tug on my silky restraints, craving to thread my fingers through his curls.

A warm wave pulses through me and into his mouth. With a moan, I pull him to me with my feet hooking over his shoulders to dig my heels into his back as I rock my hips against his face.

When my orgasm subsides, he crawls up my body, chin glistening with my juices as he aligns himself with my entrance and pushes in.

“You look so beautiful spread before me in nothing but the diamonds I bought you. I haven’t been able to think of anything else all day.”

I clench around him, pulling him in where he fits perfectly. The way he feels inside me is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. It’s raw. Hungry.

Primal.

“I’ve wanted to do this since the night we met,” he admits as he thrusts into me. He’s impossibly hard and sits back on his knees, lifting me by my hips as he rocks into me at an angle where his tip bumps my cervix.

“You feel so fucking good. You’re so fucking deep.” My head thrashes from side to side as another release builds.

“God, I wish you could see what I’m seeing right now. Your pussy swallowing my cock so hungrily.”

I look down to see him watching where we’re joined. His eyes are tight, and he’s biting his lip to keep himself from coming. “Fuck, you’re such a goodgirl, aren’t you, baby? Tell me whose good girl you are.”

“Yours. I’m yours. And I want to feel you come inside me.” Arching my back, the position catches us both off guard, and we come together. Before he can finish, he pulls out quickly and shoots the rest of his release all over my breasts.

He smears it over my nipples, scooping up a little before he shoves his fingers in my mouth. “Suck them clean.”

Fuck.

We’ve done some shit together, but right now, this is topping the cake.

Swirling my tongue around his fingers like they are my own Tripp-flavored lollipop, I let out a discontented cry when he pulls them from my mouth. “Give me more.”

“No, my little vixen, I’m not done with you.” He rubs his cum over my chest and scoops up more, lowering his fingers to my pussy…then beyond to the tight ring of nerve endings he’s wanted to conquer for weeks.

Slowly, he inserts a finger, lubed up with his cum, into my ass. He rubs my clit with the other hand, smearing my juices around and making a slippery wet sound as he plunges his fingers into my pussy at the same time he stretches my tight hole with another finger.

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