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

“The South caviar.”

I froze as my heart leaped to my throat and instant tears sprang to my eyes.

“Do not turn around.”

I struggled to find my voice as I sobbed out my reply. “Please let me see you.”

“I fear I am not the man you remember.”

I pushed out an “I don’t care,” and inhaled hard as his scent hit me. “Oh, God, please let me see you.”

His breath hit my ear. “Have you thought of me?” His words were hoarse as he gripped my hair and his lips ghosted over my neck.

Still reeling, I gripped the door as my legs threatened to give out. “You said you wouldn’t come back.” My heart leaped to a runner’s pace as I felt his chest at my back. “Please let me see you.”

“I am a changed man, Taylor Ellison.”

“I don’t fucking care.” I moved to turn, and he stilled me. Kissing my neck, he pushed my shorts down and slipped his fingers between my folds before he pressed on my clit.

“You are wet for me.”

“Please, let me see you.”

He rubbed his thick length across my lower back as my whole body convulsed in need.

“I am thinking you have missed me.”

I shuddered at the feel of his fingers and tilted my head back.

Pushing my T-shirt up over my breasts, his warm hand cupped one of them just before he pinched my nipple through my lace bra. The cool air from the open fridge that swept over my body did nothing to stifle the heat between us. We were both match and gasoline, and the inferno grew hotter as he whispered to me.

“You are always mine.”

Warm tears ran down my cheeks as I embraced the moment. Even if it was stolen, even if it was all we had, I was his, and I let him know it.

“I love you.”

In a quick move, he captured my chin and then my mouth with a fiery kiss. I exhaled the months we spent apart and reveled in the feeling of our mingling tongues. He devoured me as I shook in his arms.

When we pulled apart, I caught his lust-filled eyes as he peered down at me.

“Phoenix.” He withdrew his hold as I twisted in his arms and gripped him to me. We collided.

Angry.

Hungry.

Desperate.

And in love.

Every part of me was molded to every inch of him. Shedding his clothes, we moved to the bed, where he pinned me down and hovered above me. Full lips twisted as his emotion-filled eyes told me nothing had changed, his heart had remained faithful. There wasn’t a trace of indifference, only love.

He leaned in carefully and took my lips again as he thrust inside me. Wrists pinned, I screamed out as he poured himself into me with every deep stroke. Buried fully, he fucked me as he watched my reaction to him, capturing my gasps with dark eyes and the rest of me with his greedy body. He gave and took as he claimed me until my cries satisfied him. I shuddered beneath him, each orgasm only spurring him on. Our breaths mingled as he lifted my wrists and re-pinned them above my head, only giving me access to his mouth. I tugged at his lips, begging for them as he swiveled his hips and went deeper. My whole body arched as he pressed in with one last thrust and freed my hands. I clutched him to me, my heart pounding as he collapsed.

“I just want to go to my death fucking you. Is that so much to ask?”

I chuckled as I gripped his hair and he smiled up at me. “Hi.”