Page 57 of Don't Lie To Me

His lips lower to my neck and he sucks and nips. It feels like he is everywhere, his body completely controlling mine. I’m seeing stars, my body trembling all over.

“Scream my name, doll face.” His words wash over me.

I glance back at Onyx, and I know he’s close as well. I keep my eyes on him as I let my body tip over the edge, feeling everything Romeo is doing to me. The rough way he controls my body. “Romeo!” I call his name as my pussy tightens and waves of euphoria take over my body. Onyx is right there with me, and I watch as he shudders, obviously cumming in his hand with a grunt, his eyes locked onto mine as he does. I lick my lips, wishing I could taste him again.

Romeo keeps pumping into me, his teeth sinking into my neck as he rides out his own release. Eventually he stills so deep inside of me, but he doesn’t pull away. He holds me close, pulling us back down onto the bed together, his arms wrapped tightly around me as if he’s afraid to let me go.

My heart races out of my chest, because that was a lot. I know I shouldn’t have gone there. Hell, I know I should have put a stop to this craziness as soon as Onyx was back in the room. But the vixen in me is sitting up and taking notice of the power I hold over these two men.It’s slightly addictive. Romeo is obsessed, and Onyx is in big trouble. Me, I’m truly fucked because I know no matter how much Romeo gets under my skin and Onyx is forbidden, I have started something I’m not going to be able to stop. I want more. Of both of them.

Chapter 21

WhenIwakeup,the room is light, and I find Onyx by my side, his warm body pressed close into mine.

“Morning, trouble,” he grumbles, scrubbing a hand over his face.

My eyes dart around the room; the charcoal walls and sleek black furniture are nothing like my own, confirming I’m not waking up in my apartment. Last night got out of hand in the best way possible. Now, though, in the light of day, I’m not sure how to handle what I did with Romeo. “What time is it?” I ask, sitting up in a rush and regretting it immediately when I realize I’m naked. As my head spins, I scramble for the sheets, trying to cover myself up. With a groan, I bury my face in my hands, sucking in ragged breaths that do nothing to kill the overwhelming dizziness. I overdid it yesterday, and I know I’m going to pay for it today, big time.

“It’s just past eight. Are you alright?”

“Yes,” I murmur, feeling anything but. Things are weird between us, and I know we need to discuss how messy our relationship has gotten. Like why he fucked off and left me alone after what we shared the other night and why he stayed last night when I was screwing Romeo. I feel like there is a big fat elephant in the room, and until we get it all out in the open, both of us will be stuck in this strange limbo. “Where’s Romeo?”

“Shower.”

It’s then I realize the shower in the adjoining bathroom is running. “Did you both stay here with me last night?”

He slides out of bed and pulls on his T-shirt; his jeans were still on, like a physical barrier between us, even though I woke with my head on his bare chest. “I wasn’t leaving you alone with him, trouble.”

Where did he sleep? I passed out after the third orgasm, my body giving up on me. “And he wasn’t going to leave either,” I whisper almost to myself.

“Nope.”

I glance back toward my fearless bodyguard, my eyes meeting his as I tangle the sheets around my body, slinking my legs over the edge of the bed. I can’t stand the way things are between us right now. I want to fix it, but I don’t know how. “Onyx, what was that last night?” I finally ask, knowing we don’t have a lot of time to talk before Romeo gets out of the shower. “That was more than you protecting me, and we both know it. You were in here wishing it was you fucking me, weren’t you?”

“I already told you, trouble, one night was all we can have. It’s my job to protect you, and I have no intention of breaking my own rules. Again.” His voice holds a serious edge, and I watch as he takes his gun from under the pillow and slides it into the back of his jeans, so unaffected by my obvious infatuation with him.

Irritation crawls under my skin at his dismissiveness. We both know it’s more than that or he wouldn’t have stayed in here. “So, you’re just going to watch me fuck other dudes?” I snap, wanting him to be just as aggravated about all of this as I am. How can he just act so cool about it, when I feel like everything has changed for me since we finally gave into our desire for each other. I can’t be around him without wanting his hands on my body, it’s impossible. Not only that, but I’m cravinghis lips like crazy. Even now, I’m looking at them wishing he would just kiss me again.

His eyes lock with mine, a low growl coming from him that makes me flinch. Maybe he’s not so cool about it. “If that’s what it takes to make sure you’re safe while you’re getting what you need,” he bites back.

My eyes widen, and I stare back at him, utterly speechless. I’m not sure if it’s creepy as fuck or kind of endearing that he’s so committed to protecting me that he is willing to watch me with another man. The truth is, I know he was fucking turned on. He got himself off watching us. How is that any different from actually being involved? He wasn’t thinking about protecting me when his hand was wrapped around his cock. I bite into my lip, considering if I should keep pushing or not. The shower shuts off, and I know I’m running out of time. “What if I want you to join us next time? What if I want two cocks at once, are you telling me you will deny me that pleasure?” I blink back at him, waiting for his response.

He cracks his neck, and I know I’m pushing him. “We both know one night was all it could be. I’m not the guy for you, trouble, so stop looking at me like I am. I won’t lose this job or put you in harm’s way to get my dick wet.” His eyes plead with me to understand, but I don’t. It all feels like convenient excuses for him to keep his distance from me. I know how he operates. He never gets too close to anyone. It’s why I have never seen him with a girlfriend before. Hell, it’s why he spends his entire life following me around, I’m sure of it.

I stand and move toward him, the sheets draped around my body just concealing my tits.

His eyes drop down, hungrily taking in every sheet-clad inch of me.

“It’s too late, Onyx, we started something I’m not willing to let go of so easily. I’m a grown woman, and my brothers—” Ihuff out a laugh, realizing they’re not even my brothers at all. Pain radiates through my chest at everything I lost finding out the truth yesterday. I try to hold my composure, not wanting Onyx to see my pain. “My so-called brothers have no say in my relationships anymore. They can’t control you either, and if they try, I will make sure they regret it.”

His hand laces into my hair, and he tugs me closer into him so our faces are barely an inch apart. “We both know it doesn’t matter how badly we want this. I’m wrong for you in every damn way possible. I’m not worried about who your brothers are, trouble. You don’t really know me, and you wouldn’t want to know the real me. It’s best for everyone if we keep our hands to ourselves and you let me do my job. Now more than ever you need me to protect you. If you can’t keep detective lover boy in check, they will come for you. The people who killed your family.”

My heart races in my chest because I know what he is saying is right. He thinks there is some threat out there that will come after me if they work out who I really am. I’m not as convinced. What happened to my real family took place so long ago that my identity wouldn’t even be relevant now. And if they were after my dad, they killed him already, so what good would I be to them?

“You’re just scared that if you let me get close to you, you might actually have to admit there is something more here between us. This isn’t about getting your dick wet, this is more…” I can’t finish what I want to say, it’s too much to admit if he doesn’t feel the same. I’m sick of chasing after him. It doesn’t matter how badly I want him, his loyalty to Jagger and the boys is way too strong. With a heavy sigh, I shake my head, knowing I’m never going to get anywhere. “If that’s what you want, one night is all it was then.” I take a step back from him, my heart racing like crazy because this fucking hurts so much.

The bathroom door opens with a click, and Romeo stands in the doorway, scrubbing the towel through his wet hair. His shirt is off, and he’s just in last night’s suit pants, his gorgeous chest on full display, beads of water dripping over toned muscle and ink. Steam follows him out. It’s like some underwear commercial or something. The sight of him makes me want to lick my lips. He smirks at me like he can read my mind.

Jesus, what the hell is wrong with me? I pull the sheet a little closer around my body, my nipples hardening. “I’m going to take a shower, and when I get out, I expect the two of you to be gone,” I spit out as I pass him. Onyx has just pissed me off again, and Romeo, even though he is one sexy motherfucker who screws like a demon, I will never forgive him for lying to me when we first met.

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