Lust & Lies Box Set-Sexual Awakenings, Excess, Predator & Prey

My mother spit out a small amount of her drink but recovered quickly. She stood slowly and grabbed his hand. “I can see why my daughter fancies you.” I turned bright red and looked at Rhys who shook her hand and smiled, releasing it slowly.

“Your beautiful daughter was just telling me about her husband, Alex.” He snickered and my mother caught it.

“Oh dear, Mr. Volz, I sure hope she did tell you the truth on how she kicked that piece of shit out of their home for cheating a few weeks back.” I stiffened as Rhys stood there in shock before laughing loudly, drawing attention to us. He gave me a wondering glance and I could tell then he forgave me just a little. I sat down, red faced, and grabbed my watered down Bloody Mary.

“Come to think of it, Mrs...?”

“Hale, darlin’,” she said smartly.

“Mrs. Hale, she did mention it.” He looked over to his table. “Ladies, if you’ll excuse me, I need to get back to my family. Enjoy your brunch. You should try the buttered lobster. I’m told it’s quite good.” He winked at my mother, kissed my wrist, and was gone.

Touché, Rhys.

“Holy hell, Violet, he makes Alex look like the garbage man.”

“I know, Mom,” I said with a sigh.

“Good Lord, I need another drink.” She fanned herself with her hand and I just shook my head. If she only knew what the man could do with ten minutes and his tongue—okay, five...hell, three.

“That’s the kind of man that would make you happy, Vi.”

I saw my phone light up and read the message.

RHYS: My club. Two hours. RED.

“No, Mom,” I said as my eyes followed Rhys as he took his seat, “that’s the kind of man who could truly ruin my life. Shall we order?”

I was shaking as he surveyed me from head to toe. I rubbed my hands together before covering my lower half, but he smacked them away.

“Don’t you dare cover that pretty pussy,” he growled, circling me as if stalking his prey. We were in a smaller room covered wall to wall with plush black carpet. “Did I hear you right earlier, Violet? Did you say there was more than one cock in the world?” He gripped the back of my neck. “Get on your knees.”

I dropped instantly, the heat building inside me. I was breathless and near exhaustion from the rush of adrenaline that had been coursing through me the last two hours. He leaned down behind me as his hands covered each shoulder before sliding down my arms. My eyes fluttered shut with the pleasure of his gentle touch and then opened when he suddenly pushed me down on all fours. I was bared to him now and felt his thick cock brush my center. He dipped the tip of himself into me and removed it quickly. I shuddered with need, swollen and desperate for the attention he could give. Tonight he wouldn’t be playing nice. I’d made sure of it.

“Rough day?” I smiled knowing I had just asked for the pain. I wanted to provoke him. I wanted punishment. Instead of getting what I hoped for, I heard the door click shut with his departure.

Well, fuck.

I was on all fours, naked, swollen, without a damn clue what to do. I should have kept my mouth shut. I slid my hand between my thighs, but knew I couldn’t get relief that way. I had never been able to and envied the women who could. I circled my clit, drawing moisture from my middle, and brought it up. I was hot, bothered, completely consumed by the man who had just deserted me when I needed him most. I circled myself over and over, unable to get the pulling feeling I so desperately needed. Tears sprang to my eyes as I thought of the steps I had taken to be here, the hurdles I had jumped. I had made peace with my sexuality. I had made peace with my body. I had new cravings that could no longer be ignored. Rhys had brought them out of me and was denying me what he knew I needed. Furious and turned on, I was completely fucked and not in the sense I wanted to be.

I breathed a little easier when I heard the door open again, until I heard his voice. “You NEVER come until I make you.” He pulled my hair roughly so my neck was exposed to his mouth. I felt his breath coming out hard in my ear as he gripped my hair and met my eyes. “Did you come?” he gritted through his teeth, his beautiful features contorting in anger.

“No, I can’t. I need you,” I begged. His lips traced the curve of my neck, landing in the divot. He used his tongue then and let it glide up my neck. I panted heavily, my hand gliding back down between my thighs to touch the pulsating need in me.

“What the fuck are you doing?” he said, releasing my hair and standing in front of me. I jerked my hand away.

“I didn’t even realize I was doing it.” He was fully dressed now, and I felt the tears coming heavy. “Please, I need this. I want this so bad. Don’t leave me here like this.”

He looked down at me without empathy and shook his head. His smirk was menacing. “You defy me and still beg for my dick, a dick you could so easily replace.”

“Yes, I’m begging,” I said, looking into his gray depths. “I’m begging,” I said, ashamed of my behavior. He remained standing in front of me, a tower of strength, his eyes piercing mine. The longer I waited, the more furious I became. I could get laid. I didn’t have to act like a dog in heat for this shit. What was I doing? I rose to my feet and gave him my famous death stare.

“You know what? Fuck you. This isn’t worth it. Go find another whore to play with.” I turned to walk away and was thrown against the wall, my palms flat. I cried out in pure fury and was instantly filled with his cock from behind. I screamed out in pleasure and began sliding down the wall as my limbs betrayed me. He gripped my wrists, holding me tighter while he took me roughly. I was completely full and felt every grinding inch as he took me hard and vicious. His strokes were filled with anger and lust and I felt my body tense. I was in flames, completely covered in sweat as I heard his grunts and felt his breath on my neck.

“This body is mine as long as I want it. As long as I want you filled with my cock, you will be. Do you hear me?” He stopped his strokes, pulling out of me and I immediately let out a protesting scream.

“Yes, yes, I hear you!” I was almost there and he knew it. There was no way I would let him out of this room until I got it. I whirled on him, slapping his face. I was wild eyed and determined to get what I had rightfully earned. He stuck his thumb against his lips and pulled away a small amount of blood. This seemed to excite him as I stood there, chest heaving, staring into his heartless gaze. “What the fuck are you doing to me?” I said desperately, trying to get my emotions in check. “I thought I made it clear I wanted pleasure. This is not pleasure!”

He gripped my neck with both hands, covering my lips with his, our first kiss in weeks. I opened my mouth without protest as he slipped his tongue past mine to taste my mouth. I moaned and he immediately relented.