Page 29 of Sinful Little Lies

His eyes train on my mouth as he wets his own lips. A sinful smile forms and those craters he calls dimples, make me weak in the knees. His hands rest on the small of my back and pull at the hem of my shirt. I nod and he begins to drag the fabric up and over my head. Faint bruises line my arms and his head snaps to Leo.

“Look at her.” He commands. Leo picks up his head to the best of his ability, his eyelids falling heavily. “I said, look!” Grimm shouts, gaining his full attention. Leo’s eyes snap open and he fixes his gaze on my olive skin littered with yellowpatches of healing bruises. They’re finally starting to heal. For good.

Grimm steps back, lifting his own shirt over his head and tossing it to the side. He kicks off his shoes and undoes his belt simultaneously. His pants fall to the floor and my jaw falls right with them, noticing the beast that’s tenting his boxers. Curls fall over his eyes and frame his face, and all I can think about is pulling on them as he buries his cock inside me.

My heart rate picks up as he steps closer and begins to undress me. We’re left in nothing but our underwear and his focus shifts back towards Leo.

“Oh, sweet, sweet dipshit. Love hurts, doesn’t it? Believe me, I know. For years, I had to see you mosey around campus withmywoman, not giving her an ounce of the treatment she truly deserves. And because I’m such a nice guy,” he pauses, breaking into another malicious smile, “I’m going to give you some pointers. A ‘How-To’ guide, if you will. I’ll have her screaming, but unlike when she’s with you, it’ll be for all the right reasons.”

Leo groans, unable to form a coherent sentence. Seeing him in a helpless state, blood trickling down his chest and creating a pool underneath his feet, brings so much satisfaction to my being. I clench my thighs together, feeling my arousal build with every drop of blood that hits the floor.

Drip.Clench.

Drip.Clench.

Removing my bra and panties, I regain Grimm’s attention. His jaw clenches and I reach out to grab his hand, pulling him closer to me.

“Fuck. Me.” I order, and he wastes no time doing just that. Gripping my chin with both hands, he brings me in for a kiss. Our lips touch and in that moment, I realize what a fucking idiot I’ve been. Nothing has ever felt this right. Nothing will ever feel as wrong as it did with Leo, ever again.

Grimm slides his tongue into my mouth and mine meets his, wrapping itself around the muscle as if they were long-lost lovers reunited. He groans and his hand comes up to my breast, massaging it. As big as his hands are, my chest is bigger. He kneads my breast, pinching my pert nipple, eliciting a moan from my lips.

Pulling back, he angles his mouth so it’s directly over my ear. “I’ve waited a lifetime for this. I’ve imagined this moment down to every last detail,” he rasps as he brings his hand and wraps it around the column of my throat and squeezes. “But I need you on your knees, begging for me. Let’s give him the best show of his life, baby.”

His hand drops, and he steps forward, directly in front of Leo. I follow suit and Leo uses his last ounce of energy to convince me to set him free. “V-Ver…ena. P-pl-please. H-help.”

Grimm removes the item from his waistband and clicks it open. Pulling out a joint and a match. He sparks it up and takes a hit, then passes it to me. The match is still lit, and he grabs Leo’s mutilated hand, grazing the bloodied flesh with the flame. Not the best cauterization, but it’ll do for the time being, I suppose. “You think V is as hot for me as this flame is for you?” he asks with a laugh. “Let’s see, shall we?”

Putting out the match and tossing it, he turns to face me and orders, “On your back. Open those legs for me. Don’t let that go out.” I do exactly as he says and take a hit of the joint, then lay down. Grimm walks past me, no longer in my line of sight. I hear him rustle out of his boxers and toss them with the rest of our clothes. Within a couple of seconds, his voice fills the room again.

“You are mine. You have always been mine. Whether you knew it or not, that doesn’t matter. What does matter is that now, you know and now, you’re here. Mine to love, mine to cherish, mine to keep.” He says, his deep rasp sending chillsdown my spine. My heavy breathing betrays me, giving Grimm the reassurance he so desperately needs to continue.

He grabs my wrist and guides the joint to his mouth, taking another hit. Letting go, his hand trails up my arm, his fingertips grazing my shoulder. Slowly, he runs his hand over my shoulder and down my breast, teasing my nipple as he goes. Gliding past my belly button and stopping just above my pussy. His fingertips land on my clit as he begins to rub slow, agonizing circles.

I’ve fallen into a rhythm of moaning and taking a hit, then bringing the joint to Grimm’s lips. The high feels insurmountable, unlike any other high I’ve experienced before. Who knew getting off and getting high in front of your shitty ex-boyfriend who is on his last leg of life would be so…erotic?

Grimm picks up his speed, building the ache in my core. I lean back, placing my head on his chest and feel his cock press against my back. His gravelly whisper fills my ears, “Cum for me, V. Cum all over my fingers so I can lick them clean and please you again. You’ll have them stretching out your pussy while my throbbing cock does the same to that pretty little asshole.”

With that, he shoves two fingers into my cunt, slicking them with my juices and driving me to my climax. “Yes, please. I want everything. I want it all.” My moans echo throughout the room and Leo’s head snaps up, using whatever energy he has left to narrow his eyes at me in anger and disbelief.

I can’t believe it either, fucker. I guess dreams really do come true.

A small chuckle slips past my lips and I relish the feeling of Grimm’s fingers inside of me. But I want more. The blunt falls next to a drop of blood and the cherry goes out. A devious grin finds its way to his lips and goosebumps surface on my skin. “I’m so close,” I whisper and the hungry growl that leaves Grimm sends a shiver down my spine. My eyes flutter and roll back asthe orgasm rips through my body. “Oh fuck yes, baby. Give it to me. Show him that you’ve got all you need right here with me.”

Regaining my composure, Grimm slips his fingers out of my pussy causing me to feel an emptiness so broad and heavy. Bringing his hand up to his lips, he sticks out his tongue, and weaves it through his fingers slurping up every single drop that was left behind. “So fucking sweet.”

Pushing onto my knees, I face Grimm and press my hand to his chest, guiding him to lay down. Leo loved making me ride him solely because he knew I didn’t fucking want to. I didn’t want to put in the work for someone who didn’t put the work in for me. He used the control he had over me to his advantage. Now I’ll use it for mine.

Straddling Grimm, I lock eyes with Leo as I sink myself down onto Grimm’s thick cock. It stretches me just like he promised it would. Imagining him going through the back door is both a blessing and a curse because I have no clue how he’s going to fit back there.

Grimm’s hands find my hips and guide my motions, building the perfect rhythm with me. I grind against him, our sweat slicking our bodies together. I lay my hands on his chest, caressing his godly figure.

He’s fucking mine.

I’ve never felt so hungry for someone before. I moan and scream Grimm’s name at the top of my lungs, Leo’s head bobbing to attention every time I hit a new octave. My nails hook onto Grimm’s arms, digging into his muscle as another orgasm builds and rocks through my body. “Yes! Yes! Fuck, you feel amazing.” I admit breathlessly.

“It’s all for you, baby. I’m all yours. Every inch of my cock is for you. Every inch ofmeis for you. It’s always been for you, Verena.” He responds, something stronger than lust slinkinginto his gaze. He wraps his hand around my back and flips us over, changing our position.

Keeping one hand under my head as a pillow, his other reaches down and gathers my wetness. He spreads it along that sensitive ring of muscle and I suck in a breath. “If you don’t want to, tell me to stop. It’ll all end on your word. Otherwise, this dick is getting buried in your asshole, little monster.” His words cause me to relax, knowing it’s all up to me.

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