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

“I’ll let you,” he rasped playfully.

His mother was an art dealer and currently owned a gallery in downtown Savannah. His father retired several years ago as a banker. Rhys now lived in his childhood home, which he bought from his parents when they moved to their new home on Tybee Island, less than an hour away from the city. He said that house would stay in his family as long as it was in his power. He was a bit of a traditionalist.

We moved onto dating. I was more curious than ever about his past. He had the typical high school experience that included losing his virginity to a steady girlfriend, but after her he had never stayed with one girl for long. He discovered his thirst for kink with a partner in college when he was at his sexual peak.

“The more painful it was for her, the harder I got and the more excited she became, and so we sought out to find others who were into the same thing. We experimented a lot. I took it to the extremes until I found someone who taught me what I needed to know.”

“And your extreme side now?” I asked.

“Still there and is your red,” he stated plainly.

“Have I seen it all?” I asked, hoping for the answer he gave next.

“Not even close,” he said, his voice low, causing a tingle to spread down my spine.

I quickly changed the subject. Only a day apart and I was about to lose my control.

He had two sisters, Heidi and Hillary, who he nicknamed big H and little H, and he was the youngest. His sister Hillary watched Bryce once or twice a week so Rhys didn’t feel so overwhelmed. She had young children of her own, and Rhys felt guilty that his son had no one to play with. He said they used to switch out until her family multiplied to four. Heidi, the one who I had met at brunch, was a photographer and a free spirit. I could tell she was Rhys’s favorite by the way he spoke. He said she was a reluctant mother, but would be fantastic at it.

“So why the vasectomy?” I asked, curious.

“It was more at the insistence of the mother when she got pregnant. I knew it was reversible, so I did it. I don’t regret it. It’s actually great to not have to worry about it. I’m concentrating on the one kid I have for now.”

“Rhys, do you want more?” I asked, hopeful.

“Do you want another proposal of marriage, specifically from me?” he said in a mocking tone. I couldn’t tell if he was testing me or laughing at me, and I hated it.

SHUT UP, VIOLET. SHUT UP NOW.

“I’m sorry. I…you should get some sleep.” His laughter echoed through the room as I’d had him on speaker for the last hour. “Stop laughing at me! If this was a first date, you would NOT get a kiss goodnight.”

“No, I’d already have you gasping and coming and naming our future children.”

My entire body lit up like a Christmas tree at his words and I groaned in frustration. “Ugh, you are such a conceited ass,” I said, frustrated at his playfulness, my heart beat spiking at the truth of his words.

“You are so cranky when you are horny. I would love to put you out of your misery. It’s a little late for a plane. Are you a good swimmer, Violet?”

“Rhys,” I said, now standing at the window again, stunned by the beauty of it. “If we…make it, I want to come back here to this very room and not talk at all for days. I can’t even explain to you how beautiful this is. A picture won’t do it justice. Just know the moon is full and the water is sparkling like it’s covered in diamonds. It smells amazing, ten times better than your bath salt. I’m standing here right now, surrounded by a room of white, a cool breeze blowing through the curtains, and all I want is you to be behind me. Promise me, if we make it as a couple, we will come here one day together.”

I got nothing.

“Rhys?”

“I’m here. Jesus, what your voice does to me. I can’t even explain the fucking spell you just put me under. I promise.”

“Go to sleep. Same time tomorrow?”

“Yes, goodnight.”

“Goodnight.”

She was killing me. I couldn’t even stop myself from staring at that damn picture. She had covered her bruised eye, her fingers pulling her hat down over half her face, and all that was left was the fullness of her lips, the hollow of her chest, and the round fullness of her perfect tits I couldn’t touch. As if that wasn’t enough, it was followed by her beautiful belly and thick hips. Those legs hurt to look at; they physically hurt. I would never tire of her smart mouth and sexy ass.

She was an answer to a prayer I had never asked.

I heard Bryce call out to me and walked over to his room then waited outside the door.

“Da da da da da.”