Betrayed by Truths (Truth or Lies 2)

I take it and

swig a few sips back to wash my mouth of the taste of vomit. Then I move to the sink to wash my face.

My stomach is empty, but I still feel like a wreck.

“Go,” I try again. “Steal the ring. You win.”

“No, that’s not why I’m here. I’m not here to gloat.”

“Then, why are you here?”

His eyes heat. “To fuck you in that dress.”

Everything stops when he says that. And then I finally come to my senses and laugh. “I think your date might get a little jealous.”

He shakes his head. “I don’t want my date; I want you.”

I chuckle quietly. “I just vomited, my face is flushed, I’m ice cold and shivering. In a few minutes, I won’t even realize what is happening anymore because I’ll have shut everything out. You don’t want me.”

Enzo grabs my hips and forces me in front of him at the mirror.

“Look at yourself. I don’t see a woman who just vomited out of weakness. I see fierce eyes, determined not to shut down. I see warm cheeks and a strong exterior. I seek a kick-ass woman who faced her fears, walked onto this yacht, and captured the attention of every man on the boat, including Milo. And more importantly, me.”

I shake my head. “Stop trying to make me feel better.”

He presses my ass to his front, and I feel how hard his cock is.

“Does this feel like a man who isn’t turned on by you?”

He’s hard as steel.

“I’m sure Liesel helped you along.”

He growls and pulls me harder against him. “You have no idea how beautiful you are. You are fucking incredible. Liesel was all over me, and I didn’t want her. You stood and batted your eyes across the room, and I’ve been hard and aching ever since.”

I breathe out shallow breaths. Wetness pours into my panties. And my heart stops.

“Now, help a man out and fuck me.”

I gasp.

“Fuck me, Kai. I need to fuck you. I can’t go all night watching you with Milo and not having you first. I want my cum dripping from your pussy every time you smile at him. I want you sore from my cock every time you move a muscle to flirt with him. I want you thinking of me every time you talk to him. Now, fuck me.”

I swallow hard. I can’t believe he said that to me.

“Fuck me, Enzo.”

He growls again. “My pleasure.”

His lips go to my bare neck immediately, and every other feeling melts away as his lips ravish me.

I forget about my mission.

I forget about my anxiety.

I forget about Liesel.

It’s just me and Enzo.