Page 1 of Fake Hearts and Kisses

CHAPTER ONE

DAISY

Now

“Spread your legs wider,”he says, his voice hard with his command. “Let me bury my cock in that sweet pussy.”

The handful of popcorn I just crammed into my mouth gets lodged in my throat and I nearly choke. My head smacks the headboard as the bed bounces to Blake’s steady rhythm. I rub it and resume chewing.

“I want to hear you scream my name,” Blake says, his jaw tightening. It sounds like he’s grinding the words out,barely able to contain his need. He grips the headboard, looking down at me with eyes so dark they’re nearly black. A lock of black hair falls in his eyes just as a smile tugs at the corner of his full lips, making my heart flutter in my chest.

He was a good pick.

“Your pussy is so moist.” Blake catches my eye, a sly smirk on his lips.

“Moist?” I say, trying to keep my voice low. “Who the fuck says moist while they are fucking?”

“Wet.” He gives me a wink. Then raising his voice a few notches says, “Your sweet pussy is so wet.”

Shoveling another handful of popcorn into my mouth, I nod, showing that’s a better word choice. I think he’s messing with me, but I’ve only known him for two days, so it’s hard to tell.

My stomach rumbles. Dinner’s in the main lodge in about thirty minutes, but I thought sex was a good idea while we waited. Every couple has sex when they get to their room, right? To break it in? Blake leans over and grabs a handful of popcorn.

“Make sounds, too.” He taps my arm to get my attention. “You’re just sitting there like a wet log.”

He grips the headboard tighter and ramps up the pace he’s set. I’m second-guessing my line of thinking. My sister’s best friend is on the other side of the wall Blake’s currently pounding the headboard into. I had thought that if she heard us going at it, she’d tell my sister that my boyfriend couldn’t keep his hands off me. Then maybe they’ll think I’m actually desirable, funny, and interesting enough to be included.

Not if he keeps saying my pussy is moist, it won’t.

They’ll feel sorry for me.

“Moan, at least,” he says around a mouthful of popcorn.

I eye him for a second. He’s right, of course. I have to sound like I’m enjoying myself. “Oh, Blake,” I moan loudly.

He nods encouragingly, slamming the headboard against the wall harder.

“Fuck me harder!” I yell out, looking at him for reassurance. “Deeper!”

He grins and starts jumping up and down on the bed faster. The bedsprings creak perversely underneath us. He’s kneeling on the bed beside me, gripping the metal bars of the headboard, bouncing up and down so fast that the bowl of popcorn nearly tumbles from my lap. I grab it before it does, stifling a giggle.

“Oh fuck, Daisy, fuck!” Blake moans, leaning in closer to the wall. “I’m coming!”

“Yes, Blake, yes!” I say, drawing out the words like I’m having the most mind-blowing orgasm ever. “Fuck yes!”

He gives the bed a few hard bounces, then stills, shooting me another grin. “That should get them talking.” He settles down next to me and grabs the bowl from my lap.

“What if they weren’t in there?” I ask, grabbing the bowl back.

He shrugs. “I’m pretty sure they were. That Erin sounds like she’s a gossip. I bet she came running when she heard the bed shaking.”

He’s right. Erin looks like a gossip because she is one. It’s also her job. I’ve known Erin since my sister, Lily, drug her home as kids. She’s now one of the biggest social media influencers I’ve ever met. Not that I have met many. Erin has well over a million followers, has several sponsors, and just landed a deal with a huge makeup company to promote their new line, which she is constantly reminding anyone with a set of ears. This trip is going to be perfect for Erin’s social media accounts.

I check my watch. We have twenty minutes before the group expects us at the lodge for dinner. I grab the remote toturn on the large flat screen across from the bed. Blake snatches it from my hands.

“You can’t turn on the TV.” Blake shakes his head. “We just had mind-blowing sex.”

“Except we didn’t.” I reach for the remote, but he holds it over his head.

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