Page 101 of Lies Like Love

“You like that?”

Her hips rock against my hand, and she’s riding the waves that will send her straight over the edge.

“Yes.” The word is nearly silent as it escapes on a breath.

Her cheeks flush and her lashes flutter. Little moans chase every exhale. She grinds against my hand until she comes all over it, soaking my fingers so beautifully I almost black out.

Her small frame shivers on top of me, and I’m a man obsessed with every flinch, every sound. The scent of her desire in the air and her screams splintering my soul. Her hope digging my grave.

If I thought I knew everything there was to know about her eleven years ago, I was wrong. She’s endlessly and perfectly made for me.

When Fel finally stops shaking, she relaxes against me. Comfort that feels so good it makes my rock-hard dick twitch. Something she definitely notices as she looks up and grins.

Her hands run down my sides and toy with the band of my sweats once more.

“You’ve had your fun, Jude, now I’d like to have mine.”

“Oh really?” I pin her arms to her sides and grind my dick against her stomach until she moans. “Why give you what you want now, when I’d much rather hear you beg for it?”

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Fel

Judestepsoutofthe bathroom. Hair still wet and messy how it sticks to his forehead, and a towel wrapped around his waist. His eyes move to where I’m propped on the edge of the bed. Heat blooming in my belly as his gaze trails from my toes up to my eyes.

After fingering me until I screamed earlier, he refused to let me reciprocate. All I wanted was to drop to my knees for him, and he enjoyed spending the afternoon holding me on the brink.

Resistance I’m intent on snapping, even if it means I have to break him.

Jude’s gaze rakes me once more, it burns almost hot enough to dry my wet hair, already curling at the ends. The hair on the back of my neck stands tall in anticipation.

One glance and it doesn’t matter how much he’s resisted me today. He can’t resist this.

“Take off the robe, Felicity.”

The way he rotates the names he uses for me turns my core molten. Depending on the moment, my name can be playful or a threat. And at times like this, when my full name falls from his tongue, he’s at his most devious. Thinking of all the ways he’ll tear my perfect, pristine life in half.

He waits for my hands to find the tie at my waist before approaching. Slow, predatorial steps toward me as the thin white robe slides open in the front and falls from my shoulders.

Jude’s throat bobs with a hard swallow as he takes me in.

After my shower, I slipped into a lingerie set I picked out while shopping with Echo and Maren. White lace thin enough to reveal hints of everything it should be hiding. Soft silk ribbons that wrap my stomach and garters around my thighs.

Little is left to the imagination, and Jude doesn’t seem to mind as wicked thoughts play in his eyes. He always did enjoy receiving presents, while I like pretty packaging.

His gaze pauses on my thighs as he takes in the scrap of fabric between them.

“Spread your legs.”

He watches as I slowly open my thighs for him, revealing my exposed pussy in this crotchless outfit. He doesn’t take his eyes off me as I widen my knees far enough to give him a full view. And all I can do is sit in anticipation of what he’s going to do about it.

One step and his body wash clouds my senses.

He peels down the lace cups covering my breasts and grins. “Much better.”

A single finger trails between them, toying with one barbell, then the other, igniting the path beneath it.

“Is this new?” His finger hooks into the band of my bra and he pulls me closer.

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