Page 5 of Master of Lies

Her lips curved. “Great. So, are you convinced it’s me?”

Don’t fall in the hole!The warning yammered in my head. Lose the crazy girl. Send her running. Outraged and terrified. Burned beyond recall. Never to return.

Do her a fucking favor, dickwad. She has to scram. Now.

I kept my eyes steely. “Show me more.”

She blinked, looking bewildered. The chin went up a notch. “More?”

“Show me what you got, babe.” I projected the nastiest vibe I had in my playbook. Ugly, cold. Mean as a fucking snake.

She straightened, tossed back her hair, making it bounce. Eyes locked on mine. Shoulders back.

That hot glow in her eyes did not go away. It deepened. Her slender hands pressed her belly, then drifted up, barely cupping her breasts, brushing over them.

My heartrate kicked up to a panicked gallop.

It was the look in her eyes that undid me. That hot, buzzy glow of arousal and surrender, as if she were already spreading her legs for me. Baring herself completely.

Ready to reveal her own naked, beating heart.

I had to look away, close my eyes, use all my considerable training in self-control. Silent seconds ticked by.Back off. Simmer down. Concentrate.

I tried to reboot the flint-eyed predator look. “Let’s see the rest of it.”

Her gaze faltered. Her lashes fluttered. “Rest of what?”

“You know what I mean. Let me see the goods.”

A blush of pink crept up her cheeks. “Ah…how?”

I almost groaned. She was supposed to get pissed at my horndog thuggishness and tell me to fuck off and die. But she just kept fielding my shit like it was nothing.

“Your pussy,” I said. “Naked. Hot and juicy. Your fingers, going in. Diddling yourself. Let me see you do it.”

She glanced around, at the guards, the other visitors in the room. Gave me a panicked look.

I responded to her bewilderment with a feral smile. “Don’t tell me no.”

She hesitated. “I can’t. They’ll throw me out. But I’ll talk about it. If you want. They might be listening. They spot check. A woman outside in the waiting room told me. But I’ll risk it. If you want me to.”

Thud. Thud. Thud.My heart was slamming.

“I wore a silk thong just for you,” she began, in a voice so low it was barely audible. “If we were alone, I’d let you watch me rub my pussy with the silk part. I’d get so excited with your eyes on me. So frustrated. Because you can look…but you can’t touch. Then I’d roll over onto a big pillow. I’d lift my ass up for you to look at.”

I stared at her, mesmerized. Open-mouthed. Holy fuckingfuck.

“I’ll ride that pillow, just rubbing my clit against it until I’m so wet and desperate,” she whispered. “Breathing hard. But I can’t come yet…because you told me not to. So I make myself stop…right before I explode. Just shaking, I’m so ready. It’s killing me. Then I arch back and reach around so I can stroke my bare ass cheeks. I’m so hot. Because I know you’re watching me. Looking at my pussy. My ass.”

I nodded, helplessly. Seeing it. All of it. My heart thudded wildly.

“And then,” she murmured. “…then I spread myself wide open. So you can see absolutely everything. But I can’t come without you. I need your fingers in me. And your cock. Only yours. Pushing all the way into me. Fucking me and fucking me, so deep and hard, until I’m yelling, begging, for all of you. Please. Oh please.”

This was a trainwreck. I couldn’t even reply. Here I was, trying to scare her away by being an asshole, and she countered by talking dirty like a seasoned professional. Which she wasn’t. I was sure of that. No, she was just unhinged. And incredibly eager to please, and up for absolutely anything.

She was a force of nature. And I was right on the verge of coming.

“Why are you here?” I demanded. “I told you not to come.”

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