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

“A bit dramatic, don’t you think?”

“Get the fuck in here, now,” he ordered as he walked into the room he came from, which looked to be an office.

“I don’t think so,” I countered, turning in Gabriel’s direction.

“Nina.” His voice was ice. As much as I wanted to stand my ground, I wanted him more. I took a tentative step in the room and was jerked inside.

Last time, Nina, I promised myself.

“You’re not fucking him,” he hissed as he pulled my back to his front and gripped my breast, squeezing hard enough to bring tears to my eyes.

“Why not?” I asked shakily.

“You said please. I forgot my manners.” He turned me around then lifted my skirt before pulling me with him to the couch where he sat down. He plucked my panties away easily and positioned my pussy next to his mouth so I was forced to straddle his seated body, my sex hovering over his face. With my hands braced on his shoulders, I watched as he buried his tongue inside of me, making me moan loudly. My whole body shuddered as I rode his face, his tongue taking me furiously with long, vicious licks.

“Oh, God,” I cried as he sucked me greedily. “Fuck, Devin,” I praised as he brought me close. I felt my release start just as he pulled away and beat furiously on his shoulders. Ignoring me, he pulled me over his lap face down, lifting my ass up to resume his lapping. I parted my lips, taking in all the air I could when I heard his zipper. My sex clenched at the noise, and seconds later, he was sliding his girth into me inch by inch, filling me from behind. I moaned loudly as he grabbed a handful of hair, pulling me off the couch and into his lap as he again sat, impaling me. Leaning back, his shoulder cradled my head, we both gasped for air as he sank deeper inside of me. He gripped my hips, pounding into me furiously while I pushed off his thighs with my hands to match his thrusts. Feeling completely full, I cried out in praise as he tore into me.

“Nina,” he breathed as he continued his assault. Turning my head, our eyes connected as I noticed the difference in his regard for me. His eyes had softened considerably, and for a brief moment, I saw the man who had first approached me nearly two years ago.

Don’t look at them, Nina. He’s a liar.

Devin leaned in to kiss me, and I turned my head hastily to avoid the intimate connection. He gripped my throat in anger and squeezed. I came instantly, my limbs shaking uncontrollably until I went limp like a ragdoll.

“Thank you,” I murmured into his neck as I regained my senses.

“Turn around and ride it,” he hissed, his contempt for me returning.

Ignoring my phone again, I took up residence in my favorite chair on the balcony that sat just outside my bedroom, listening to the waves roll in and the distant cries of beachgoers.

Summer was approaching, and I gave a small smile at the thought of wading through the waves. The familiarity of the act gave me a small amount of hope. I’d done it every year for as long as I could remember.

Maybe I could be her again one day. Maybe I could be the woman who found pleasure in the little things, the woman who didn’t now crave corruption as a pastime, a woman capable of being nice to everyone.

I had treaded too far out into a world I had no business entering. I had become part of a circle where genuine smiles were scarce and the sharpening of claws was a daily occurrence, an active participant in a soulless lifestyle that seemed to have no fucking point at all.

Poor little rich girl, it’s lonely at the top.

This was what people wanted? This was what I wanted?

That night, on the verge of sleep, the words my songbird sang to me replayed in my mind.

“Your misery makes you beautiful.”

“Don’t Gain The World & Lose Your Soul, Wisdom Is Better Than Silver Or Gold.”

? Bob Marley

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Sitting at my desk at home the next morning, I cringed when I opened the email from Devin. To my surprise, it was simply my typical morning report of my stock progression. He governed both my corporate and personal portfolios, but I had no intention of keeping it that way. I might’ve been hard up for his cock, but there was no way I would continue to give him the power to shit away my fortune if he was so inclined.

STEP ONE: Dissociate

I wrote him back, requesting all my stocks be temporarily frozen and transferred to a new firm I had previously arranged. He would be forced to abide.

And I knew this move would be the beginning of the end for me. My phone rang immediately.

“What the fuck are you doing?” he hissed.