Page 34 of Beautiful Liar

I shouldn’t think. Thinking sucked.

A shift in the air behind me clued me in to Kieran behindme and I turned to face him. Naked in all his ripped bodily glory, he leaned against the doorframe with a smirk on his face. Before he could say anything, I let out a resounding sigh and dropped my chin in defeat.

The butt plug would win.

Chuckling, he cupped my waist and pulled me into him. Except, since my eyes were downcast, I had a good look at his long, thick dick, rising to half-mast. That shit was not going to fit inside my virgin ass. “Tomás, look at me.”

The soft tone of his voice made my cheeks heat up with embarrassment. I did not look up. At least not until he cupped my chin and led me to look at him. His eyes were filled with mirth, light and airy in a way that I hadn’t seen in a long time. His whole body seemed less tense and although I loved the fight in him, I also loved this version of him too.

I loved him.

And it filled something inside of me that I hadn’t known needed filling. He kissed my cheek, then the other one. I ran my knuckles up and down his flank. I could just be like this with him forever. “Do you know how long it took me to be comfortable enough for me to put something like that up my ass?”

I snorted. The whole conversation so fucking ridiculous, but this wasn’t something I’d ever thought I’d want. I hadn’t wanted before.

“A week of prep and inch by inch trial and error. It’s not something that should happen overnight. And it’s something that shouldn’t be uncomfortable. Talk to me, what is going through that head of yours?”

“I feel so stupid.”

He tightened his grip on my chin and kissed me. Before I could even lean into it and deepen it, he pulled back. “Don’t ever say shit like that. You’re not stupid.”

“I just—I have all these thoughts in my head. Like, youknow, how about if I make a mess. How about if I bleed. How about if this thing gets sucked into my body and strangles me.”

Kieran bit back a laugh.

“Don’t laugh,” I pulled away from him and walked into the room. The perfect room, with the perfect bed, the perfect ambiance, and alone. We wouldn’t have to even worry about making noise. And I wanted to make noise.

“You’re thinking too much.”

“No shit.”

“Then stop thinking,” he ordered.

“Then make me.”

On a growl, Kieran fisted the back of my hair and slammed our mouths together in a brutal kiss. Teeth gnashed together and my lip swelled where I probably cut it and I didn’t care. I dropped the plug on the bed and drew him closer, our naked bodies aligned and perfect. I ran my finger down the crack of his beautiful, perfect ass while he cupped my butt cheeks and spread them. I felt my hole open and a cool breeze that made me shudder.

I’d already cleaned myself very thoroughly. I was ready. My dick bobbed in front of us along with his. “Fuck it. Make me ready.”

I laid back on the bed and spread my legs open, giving my shaft a slow pull while Kieran watched. His cock started to harden. He had a beautiful cock.

I tossed the lube and the plug closer to him. “Do it. Let’s see how far you can get.”

He climbed onto the foot of the bed on his knees and lifted the plug. “I don’t know if I’m going to have enough patience not to drill into you, but if you say stop, I’ll stop. Yeah?”

Fuck. I loved him. “Yeah. Stop means stop. Stop means I don’t like it.”

Stop.The word ran through my head. Everyone knowsthat stop means stop. “Tomás.” Kieran’s voice turned cold, demanding my full attention. He got it. “Are you with me?”

I almost fell into that dark space again. I didn’t want to go there. Ever. Not while with Kieran. I wanted this. With him. Only him. And he would stop because he’d stopped before.

“You are in control,” he said, taking the lube and spreading a good amount on the toy. “Say it.”

“I’m in control.”

With the toy nice and lubed, he crawled closer between my spread legs. I’d never felt so exposed, so laid out, and still felt safe. Ignoring my cock, he lifted my balls and ran a lubed finger down my perineum, into my crack until he rimmed my hole. “I could suck it for you,” he said.

“No!” I said. “Baby steps.”

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