Page 10 of The Perfect Lie
Bringing my thoughts back to the here and now, Davian abruptly ended the kiss, which made me wonder what his next move would be. My breath hitched when he separated my folds with his finger before plunging it inside my heat. When he slowly added another into my drenched opening, I lost my breath, wanting nothing more than to wrap my arms around him. “Davian, please untie me. I need to touch you.”
“If I am hurting you, I will untie you, but if you want to continue to feel good, then you will remain tied. So, what will it be?”
“I want to feel good,” I said nervously, hoping that he would continue and not stop.
“That’s what I thought.” He growled with satisfaction as he pulled the lobe of my ear between his teeth.
Before I could take another breath, Davian removed his talented fingers and replaced them with his magical tongue. Delivering a sensation like no other, he latched onto my clit, pushing me further to the edge. Letting out a gasp, I moved my hips upward, trying to get more of the pleasure running through me. I didn’t want this feeling to end, but without the willpower to hold on a bit longer, any second I would explode. Closing my eyes behind my blindfold was useless, so I allowed him to worship my body.
“That’s it, princess. Just feel.”
Boy, was I ever. Drenched with pleasure, I did as he commanded and spread my legs further to give him the access he needed. Davian rested his hands on my inner thigh, holding them in place. Teasing me with his tongue, I lifted my hips higher, guiding him toward that special spot. His grip on my inner thighs tightened, preventing me from moving.
I was so close to exploding, but Davian stopped, preventing my release. Panting uncontrollably, I needed more. “Davian, please. I need to come.”
Before I could say another word, he sunk his teeth into my pussy, drawing out the release that tortured me. “Oh, God.” I couldn’t hold back the pleasure he had just given me.
“That orgasm was only the beginning,” he growled before returning to where he left off.
My body was on pleasure overload, and I wasn’t sure if I could handle another orgasm. “No, Davian. I can’t.”
“Don’t tell me no, princess.” Davian’s tongue skirted back along my folds toward my puckered hole. As sinful as it was, I had no desire to stop him. “One day, I will take you there.”
Just the thought sent me toward another climax. When I thought I couldn’t take anymore, Davian inserted a finger into my sacred place while swirling his tongue against my clit. My breathing stopped, and I exploded with fury. The sensation took over, and it was more than I could handle. “Davian,” I cried as my body shuddered with pleasure.
Feeling the mattress shift beneath me, I could hear Davian remove his clothes. Struggling against my restraints, I want nothing more than to touch him. “Please, Davian. I want to see you and feel you.”
Ignoring my request, he positioned his body between my legs and rested his hands on my thighs. “Are you ready to be thoroughly fucked, princess?”
Spreading my legs to accommodate his body, I felt the head of his cock at my opening. I found myself holding my breath as he breached my entrance and slowly pushed inside. With one retrained movement after another, he filled me, stretching me to the extreme.
“You feel like a piece of heaven, princess. I could stay inside you like this forever.” With his declaration, Davian captured my mouth in a heated kiss. It wasn’t slow or tender; it was dominating, his way of showing that I was his.
Bound, blindfolded, and thoroughly fucked brought me to yet another impending climax. “Davian, I need to come.”
“Come, princess,” he commanded as he rubbed his pelvis against my clit, causing my release. My walls tightened around him as I shuddered with pleasure.
“Fuck.” I heard him curse. With two more strokes, I felt him pulsating inside my core. I felt the weight of his body, and it was then he removed my blindfold. His stark blue eyes bore into mine, laced with desire. No longer did I see anger, but only love. His lips pressed to mine in a sweet all-consuming kiss that was Davian.
The kiss of all kisses ended much too soon when he lifted his head and moved a stray hair stuck to my cheek, his eyes glistening with fervor. “You have me completely undone. I will never be able to get enough of you.”
My eyes filled with tears as I said, “I love you, Davian.” I would never get enough of him either, and I never wanted to find out what it would be like without him.
∞
Hours passed before we finally got up from the bed and took a shower, together, of course. Davian made sure he took care of the red marks around my wrists by placing healing ointment on them. I wasn’t sure what the fuss was, especially since the red marks didn’t hurt and looked worse than they were.
I wasn’t sure if it was from guilt that he hurt me or that he needed to return to the guys, but our shower was cut short. I was more than ready to be taken again in the shower, but instead, after making sure I was thoroughly washed, I only got a tender kiss on my forehead after he enveloped me in the plush towel that he pulled from the warmer. It wasn’t long after that Davian dried off and walked out of the bathroom to get dressed, leaving me alone with my thoughts. By the time I dried my hair and left the bathroom, he was already gone. The emptiness that filled the room shouldn’t have bothered me, but it did. I felt like everything we had just shared meant more to me than him.
I chalked up his behavior to the news about Gwen and the possibility that he might lose Cross Enterprises. I felt selfish, and I needed to push my insecurities with Davian aside and be there for him in whatever capacity I could.
Once I had finished getting dressed, I headed down the stairs and to the computer room to see if there was any more information on Giles Curtis and my mom. Even though Giles Curtis was my biological father, I couldn’t bring myself to call him ‘Dad,’ especially after what he had pulled at Davian’s villa in the Caymans. I never trusted him.
In hopes of learning more about Giles Curtis's death, I hurried to the computer room only to find Calvin was the only one inside. “Where did everyone go?” I asked as I looked around the room, confused.
The way Calvin looked at me, I wasn’t too sure if he would tell me or not until he blandly said, “They left.”
That was a generic answer if I ever heard of one. “Left where, Calvin?”
