Page 12 of Twisted Lies
He thrust his fingers harder and deeper. My back bucked, and I screamed like a madwoman. My toes curled as his fingers fucked me into another orgasm. By the time I came down from my sexually induced euphoria, Jaxon was right above me. He ripped open the packet and quickly slid the condom over his cock before lowering himself down onto me.
I groaned, wrapping my legs around him. My body hummed with anticipation. I felt the tip of his cock nudge my entrance before he finally slammed in. He moved his hands to either side of my shoulders as he looked down at me with possession stamped all over his face.
“Oh God, yes. Finally…” He groaned as he started to move slowly.
His cock was driving me insane. Thank God the rumors had been right. He did know how to fuck like a damn champion.
“Fuck me, Jaxon,” I cried out.
He continued to piston in and out smoothly, his balls bumping against my ass. My eyes closed as the heat blossomed within my center. He pulled out and drilled back in, and with each thrust, he hit the right spot. I scraped my nails across his back as our bodies moved in perfect synchrony.
“No one but me,” he said, pushing in farther.
My eyes popped open. “What?”
“No one else but me,” he chanted.
He pulled out and sank back in, hitting my G-spot with every thrust.
Lost in my sex-crazed moment, I gasped out, “Fuck me harder!”
“I’ll never let go,” he growled as he lost control, pounding into me again and again.
My breathing hitched as my body shuddered, nearing explosion. His body convulsed as he roared. I climaxed with an intensity I had never experienced in my life.
Rolling over, he withdrew his cock from me and stared at me with a sexy, lazy smile. “Again. This time, you’re on top,” he demanded. He slipped the condom off and slid another one onto his still-hard cock.
I lay still, trying to get my breath back as I planned my graceful escape.
He pressed his lips against mine. “Stay, Sin.” He nuzzled my neck. “Ride me.”
I heard the neediness in his voice, and I hesitated. I couldn’t decide whether I should follow my instincts and leave or give Jaxon a chance by pushing my past behind me. My gut clenched as I made a decision that countered anything I’d done in a while.
I swung my leg over his body and smiled. “My pleasure. If there’s anything I adore, it’s a good, hard ride.”
3
Sinthia
Leaving Tabitha’s boutique,I plowed my way through the chaotic evening crush of New Yorkers rushing to get home. I was exhausted. It had been a really long day, and my mind was still a damn cobweb of random thoughts. One in particular had me reeling.
He loves me? Holy shit!
A week later, I still couldn’t believe it. Right in the middle of our early morning, hot-and-heavy fuck session, Jaxon had looked down at me with those gorgeous baby blues and blurted out that he loved me.
He loves me? Is he out of his damn mind?
We’d only hooked up one time. At first, I’d thought I was just hearing things when he said he loved me, but when he’d followed it up by saying he couldn’t picture being with anyone but me, I freaked the hell out. I’d scrambled off the bed and pulled on my clothes like hellhounds were nipping at my heels.
I hadn’t even called Kirby to pick me up. I’d rushed out of Jaxon’s apartment so fast that I didn’t remember to grab my favorite designer underwear. When I’d gotten back to Jade’s penthouse, I realized I was fucking commando.Shit!And I loved those see-through pink panties. I’d stalked them for months until they finally went on sale.
I shook my head.I need a cup of coffee.
My cell rang.Restrictedwith no phone number came up on the caller ID, but I answered, knowing what would happen. The person would hang up immediately or hold on for a few seconds to listen to my irate cursing before hanging up. It had been happening for days, and it was fucking maddening.
I shoved my cell into my handbag and kept walking farther into the quiet part of town. The streets were blissfully empty—no traffic and no rude pedestrians pushing and shoving one another. First, I needed coffee, and then I was going straight home to sketch clothing designs.
I stopped at the corner and waited for a taxi to pass before I crossed the street. Halfway across, I nearly swallowed my tongue when a dark car sped out of the darkness, barreling toward me. In the nick of time, I jumped back onto the sidewalk and watched in horror as the car sideswiped a parked one and then kept going.
