Page 26 of Twisted Lies 3
Heady with power, I swallowed around him. The sound of his harsh breath filled the room. It drove me on as he thrust into me with a slow rhythm that was rough and primal. His tangled fingers in my hair held my head still for his deep thrusts.
Class was in session, and he was teaching me what he demanded. And like a good little student, I was eager to learn.
My lips danced over him. My hips swayed in tandem.
“Sinful,” he whispered.
Moisture pooled between my legs, loving that he called me “sinful” when we got this nasty.
All too soon, a guttural groan erupted from his carnal mouth. “Swallow it all,” he commanded a second before he shot into the sweet depths of my mouth.
I continued to suck, swallow, and lick him with gentle strokes until he gradually softened in my mouth.
After inching from between my lips with a heartfelt sigh, in one smooth motion, he helped me stand. My legs were trembling under me, and he cradled me against his chest with unexpected tenderness that left me speechless. My body jerked involuntarily, and a mental switch flipped from lust-induced haze to lucid reality. I’d never been held like this.
My body stiffened. I felt raw, exposed, and confused.What the fuck am I doing?
He stroked my hair. “Don’t overthink this. Just feel,” he coaxed.
I squeezed my eyes shut for a moment, trying to do the opposite of what he’d demanded. Feeling was exactly what had allowed me to get hurt by Kyle so many years ago. Feeling was what I’d sworn not to do because it hurt too damn much when my heart eventually got broken. And that was exactly what would happen with a man like Core.
No, it would be better to keep whatever we had strictly sexual. Sex, I understood. Relationships and emotions were not in my vocabulary.
My heartbeat raced, nearly exploding. “This is bullshit. I don’t want to fucking feel.” My voice broke. I cleared my throat. “I want to fuck you and be done with all of this.” I wanted him to get angry. I needed his rejection to fuel my will to hightail it away from him and away from this intimacy.
I needed him to save me from myself.
He stepped back and grabbed my chin roughly. His eyes were clear and determined. “It will never be done between us, Sin. You’re mine. All of you.”
Momentarily, I was unable to speak. “No.” My voice trembled. “Friends with benefits.”
The muscles jumped near his jawline. “I’ll have all of you or none of you,” he clipped out. “That’s the only way it will be.” He removed his hand from my chin, pinning me with his hardened eyes.
I held back a scream of frustration. My aching desire for him threatened to drown me.
His mouth compressed into a thin line. “Sin, you can waste a whole lot of time pretending this isn’t happening, but it is. The sooner you come to terms with your new reality, with me in it, the sooner I can get to shoving my cock into your sweet pussy and fucking you sideways.” His nostrils flared, and every muscle in his body seemed to tense. “But that’s not going to happen until you surrender to me, in every way a woman can surrender to a man.”
He brushed a hand against my breast and teased the tight bud of my nipple between his fingers. Liquid heat poured through me, and my stomach quivered.
Jesus.
The mere thought of surrendering to Core on an emotional level made me dizzy with fear. My hands started shaking. I swallowed hard and bit my bottom lip to hide the emotion that had set it trembling. Clamping my fingers together, I tried to remember how to breathe.
Emotionally, I was falling down the rabbit hole. It was dark, cold, and disorientating.
“What is this?” I’d meant to sound abrupt and firm, but the words came out kind of breathy.
He arched down, and his teeth grazed over my ear before sucking the lobe into his mouth, eliciting a gasp from me. “Like I just told you, you’re mine. All of you. And you will submit to me in every way I see fit.”
“Like fuck buddies?” I squeaked, feeling like I was losing my ever-loving mind.
“No.” His expression was serious. “I want more than an occasional fuck. I can get that shit anywhere.”
I almost swallowed my tongue. “Are you talking about us dating?”Oh God.I didn’t know shit about dating.
He ran his tongue along the seam of my lips, tempting me to open for him. “I don’t date. I fuck. That means me fucking you whenever I want, wherever I want, and however I want. Exclusively.” He wrapped a strand of my hair around his finger and tugged. “Because I damn sure don’t share or play nice with others.”
Uh, what?My mind screamed,Run, but my body froze, allowing him to fondle my hair affectionately.What the hell is wrong with me?I’d never reacted to a man like this, no matter how hot he was.
