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

“I waited a year to touch you, knowing it was wrong. Knowing that I was a married man and all I had to offer you was a hard on and a headache.” I leaned in again, knowing she was still on the verge, and spread her gently, licking up one of her folds and down the other. “You see, I know how to fuck, and I know how to please a woman.” I darted my tongue around everywhere but where she needed it. “But I’ve never been so fucking satisfied as I was when I had your perfect cunt trembling around my cock.” I darted my tongue on her clit and took it off right before she came. Her tears were coming fast now, out of frustration and hurt. “It didn’t take me long to figure out why it felt so good, so different, and so totally fucking perfect. Can you tell me why?”

She was in no shape to answer. “Take out my cock, Nina.” She lifted up, slowly unbuckling my belt and unzipping my pants, freeing me and stroking me with our eyes locked.

“Why, Nina? Why did it feel so fucking good when I was inside you?”

Her face was burning with heat, her eyes darting to my mouth as I whispered, “Why? Tell me why.”

Her tears continued as I gripped the top of the leather seat behind her shoulders. Eyes still connected, I sank into her, filling her tight, wet, greedy pussy. She grabbed my hips, trying her best to control my thrusts as I remained still, throbbing, eager for more. “Answer me!”

“It was love,” she cried. “It was love.” The defeat in her voice fueled me as I kept a slow pace, punishing her without her deserving it. I leaned in, taking her mouth, moving my tongue against hers in sweet fluidity as I pushed deep. I hooked my arms under her thighs, pulling her closer and circling my hips so I could feel all of her.

“And why does it feel so good now, Nina?” Face straining with her impending release, she dug her nails into my arms. Need built, but I fought for control as I stilled again. “Nina,” I ordered in a menacing plea of my own.

“It’s still love.” She wrapped her arms around my neck as I pulled her off the seat and onto my waiting lap. She lifted up and down achingly slow as we got lost in each other. I braced myself as she came, wanting it to last. I pulled her bottom lip in between my teeth and gripped her ass, impaling her as her orgasm continued on and on until she broke in my arms.

“It’s still love,” she whispered again as her limbs shook and her insides twitched. Gripping me tighter, she hugged me to her as I continued stroking deep, her clit rubbing along my hardness as one orgasm led to another and another until she was limp in my arms. My arms wrapped around her and I held her tightly to me as we both let out moans of appreciation.

Refusing to give in to myself, I pushed deeper as I pulled her hair so she was forced to look at me. Seeing a small slip in her resolve, I reached in and sipped her lips before my next confession, still driving into her as hard as I could.

“You are all I want.” I licked the shell of her ear. “You are all I will ever want.” With one last push, I gave her the rest of me. “It is love, Nina.”

Leaving us connected, I twisted us around so I was sitting on the long, leather seat and she was resting on my lap. After a few quiet moments, she looked up at me, her face stained with mascara and her hairline damp, a sign of her exertion.

“How could I ever trust you again?”

“Just give me some time. I’ll try to be the man you deserve.”

Her small laugh had me looking at her in confusion. “Devin, no offense, but you aren’t exactly the white picket fence type of man.”

“And that’s neither what you want or need from me, is it?”

Looking at her, for the first time in forever, I saw a new future. She lay curled on my lap, vulnerable and raw and absolutely beautiful. This was the woman I fell for.

“Why now?”

I brushed her hair away from her face then gave her the truth. “I never saw a way out, until I realized what I feel for you was my way out.”

“What does that mean?” Her voice was still a whisper.

“I’ll show you.” She seemed relieved that I was offering action instead of words. It was the only way to prove it to her. She moved from my lap and straightened her dress. I pulled up my pants and grabbed my jacket. “No more closets, no more scandal, and no more hiding. Until I can give you that, I won’t touch you again.”

A whole new expression crossed her face as she mulled over my words. When I was satisfied she’d really heard me, I took her lips again, moving my tongue slowly over hers, closing the kiss when we both were struck with renewed arousal.

I smiled down at her, knowing her wheels were turning with new scenarios. She looked back at me, her lips slowly turning up at the sides before her expression ev

ened out. She was still fighting it and probably would be for a long time to come. I both expected and respected her for it. Regardless of what she thought, I knew her strong appetite never really outweighed her reasoning. She saw her hunger as a weakness, but it only made her more irresistible to me. In my eyes, only a truly strong woman could acknowledge her desire to be dominated and admit her thirst for it. She’d become more accepting of that, and I couldn’t help but wonder if that motherfucker had anything to do with it. I let her see the anger flash in my eyes. I’d unleashed the hunger in her, and I had no intention of letting another man reap the benefits. It relieved me to know Aiden was no longer a threat. He’d ended it.

Smart move, motherfucker.

Regardless, I wouldn’t let him near her again.

“Wait for me,” I implored one last time before I took my leave of the limo. She didn’t give me an answer, but she didn’t need to. Her refusal to do so fueled me all the more.

I drove off in my Audi with a renewed sense of purpose. I had moves to make.

“Man is not what he thinks he is, he is what he hides.”

? André Malraux