Page 119 of Secrets & Lies

Lay It On The Line

Sitting down at the bar, I threw the first drink back and asked for another. The bartender took one look at my face and poured me a full glass. Same shit, different day. I had taken to sleeping at the club. Easier access to women and booze to get my mind off Kinsley. It was a good thing we had private rooms to accommodate that.

Nik had shared that he and Ivan went to Skagit when they realized Kinsley was missing. I kicked myself in the ass for not being more diligent. The truth was, I was thankful they stepped in. She’d apparently left them alone in the cabin, so they did a bit of snooping.

One oddity they noticed was that there was literally only one picture in the entire house. It was of Kinsley and Owen; it looked like it had been taken while hiking. The waterfall behind them was magnificent.

A text came through my phone. I sighed; the little shit let him install the system. I guess I should feel better. At least she’d be more secure now. I was still struggling with what I had done, hence why I was hiding from Ivan and Nik. I was also trying to drown Kinsley out. Sipping on the second whiskey for the night, I succumbed to the numbness.

Alisha and another girl sauntered over. I knew what Alisha wanted without having to look at her. After nearly a week of utterly debasing sex with her and Jenna, I realized I was done. I wasn’t even slightly interested in either of them anymore. Fuck, I wasn’t interested in anyone since Kinsley.

Not to mention, Alisha had gotten possessive. I considered telling her to piss off until the fucking song Kinsley and I danced to started playing. Images of holding her in my arms, her body moving with mine, flooded me.

Hating my photographic memory at that moment, I threw back the drink, slammed it down on the counter, and turned to the girl with Alisha. She was another regular at the club, one I had fucked around with in the past.

She resembled Kinsley in some ways; she was taller and a little more on the thinner side. But my dick at least stirred. I cocked my head to the side, pointed to her, and ordered, “In the office. Now.”

Smiling and nodding, she rushed off ahead of me.

“Alek?” Alisha’s brow pinched with confusion. I knew she was wondering why I was taking Leah instead. This confirmed for me what I’d been suspecting for the last few days. I walked right past her without so much as a glance.

I stood at the door behind Leah, thinking about Kinsley and wishing it were her going into the office. Just the thought of it made me painfully hard, so I led her inside. Leah went over and perched on my desk with a smirk. I unzipped my pants and shoved them down. She knew exactly what to do. She got down on her knees.

Her eyes fluttered closed as I ran the tip of my cock over her lips. I yanked her hair hard and pushed my dick inside her mouth unceremoniously. She gasped, and I began fucking her mouth hard, becoming savage with her.

I didn’t stop, even when she started gagging. I thrust my hips forward, not giving her time to adjust to the pace. I looked down at her, trying to picture Kinsley, but Leah was no Kinsley.

Closing my eyes, I tightened my hold on her hair, causing her to wince. I quickened my pace, imagining Kinsley’s lips. I wondered if she’d have any idea what to do with my cock as I fucked her mouth. I imagined teaching her exactly how to suck me, how to take all of me deep inside her mouth.

I'd slide it so far down her throat, cutting her air supply off, only to pull back, hearing her little gasps. As I imagined tears rolling down her cheeks, my orgasm built, fucking finally. Maybe tonight, I’d actually be able to get off.

I was so lost in the moment that Kinsley’s name almost escaped my lips, shocking me. My eyes flew open as I was about to come down Leah’s throat.

“Fuck,” I muttered, feeling like shit. My dick went soft. The damn thing didn’t want anyone other than Kinsley either.

I nearly tripped in my haste to step away from her, and once more was filled with disgust for myself. My cock dripped with her saliva as Leah peered up, confusion etched across her face. I hated myself at that moment.

“Get up,” I said, feeling dead inside as I yanked my pants back up.

She scrambled to her feet. “Please leave,” I muttered, turning away. The only woman I wanted was Kinsley, damn her ass to hell.

Leah peered at me in confusion. I’d never left a girl unsatisfied before, yet here I was. Kinsley’s grip on me tightened like a damn noose. Leah opened the door and rushed out, mumbling a greeting to Ivan.

Right on time, here he was to piss me off. He stepped back with a surprised look on his face, cocking an eyebrow as he stepped in. He sat down in the chair across from my desk.

“You fucking her? What happened to Alisha? Does this have to do with Kin—”

“Don’t say her name, Brother.” I pointed at him, glaring. “And I didn’t fuck her.”

“Got it. If it makes you feel any better, you probably still have a shot. If her breakdown today at seeing Nik over you means what I think it does.”

There he was, always being reasonable, trying to talk me down off the ledge.

“What is going on with you? Talk to me, Alek…this has gone on long enough.” He leaned forward. The concern in his voice only made me angrier.

“Do I fucking look like I want to talk?”

“Okay, but mind telling me what happened? Why did you put someone else on Kinsley? And why didn’t you want to go over with Jason to install the security system?”

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