Page 75 of Dare You to Lie


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I swallowed hard.

He took a step closer and ran his fingers up my arms. “Tell me, Katerina.”

The way my name rolled off his tongue had me tipping my head back as if he’d touched me. Coming out of his mouth, my name sounded beautiful. Exotic. Sinful.

I’d always thought myself bold, but standing here in front of Sid, I felt shy. His eyes dared me to share all the dirty thoughts in my head, and I had a feeling that he’d fulfill every one of my fantasies. But we couldn’t keep doing this. This was all pretend, and sex made things messy.

We had already complicated things on the mountaintop yesterday and last night in bed. My heart was fragile, and I needed to protect it. But this man turned my brain to mush and my body to magma. I burned for him.

Sid’s tongue slowly ran along his bottom lip as he stared at me. His hand trailed over my shoulder and up the column of my neck to the back of my head. Goosebumps peppered my skin, and the flame inside ignited. Consequences be damned.

“I want you to wear your uniform, and I want to be handcuffed. I want you to do all the dirty things you can think of to me,” I blurted.

His eyes blazed and then his mouth crashed against mine. The kiss sucked the air from my lungs, and I whimpered. Sid ravished my mouth. It was rough, and all I could do was wrap my hands around his forearms and hold on.

Sid tore his lips from mine and growled, then hoisted me up and over his shoulder like I weighed nothing. He took the stairs two at a time, rounded them at the top, and kicked open his bedroom door. He deposited me on the bed and then turned to the door.

“Out, Shiloh,” he commanded before shutting the door.

Damn, that voice. It was deep and rough. Loud and demanding. I’d do anything for him if he talked to me like that. He stood by the bed and rubbed a hand over his beard. His grin was full of dirty promises. “Have you been a bad girl?”

My pulse quickened, and a thrill ran through me. I swallowed hard and nodded.

“Get on the pillows,” he commanded with a nod of his head.

I scrambled backward up the bed and laid my head on his pillows.

“Good girl,” he said. My entire body quivered at his praise.

“Don’t move.” He walked into the bathroom and shut the door.

I panted. The anticipation thrummed through me like waves. When he didn’t come out after a few minutes, I worried. What the hell was he doing? As I was about to move, the door opened, and my mouth dropped. I stared, shocked that he was actually doing it.

Sid stood in the doorway, buttoning the cuffs of his uniform. His long hair hung loosely just below his jaw. When his eyes connected with mine, I knew he was in full character, and I trembled.

“Put your hands above your head.”

I stretched out and slowly lifted my arms. He pulled something from behind his back and walked around the bed. He put one knee on the bed and leaned over me, positioning my wrist against the steel bar of his headboard. Something cold clamped around my wrist, and I realized he was holding handcuffs.

He paused and looked down at me with my other wrist in his hand. I nodded, and he cuffed it. When I tried to put my arms down, I couldn’t, but I could move them from side to side. Fire burned through me, and my core pulsed at the sound of the chain sliding against the steel bar. I rubbed my legs together at the sudden rush of desire. Sid’s eyes flared as he took me in.

“Spread your legs,” he commanded.

I was used to being in control, but when he used that tone of voice with me, I was powerless. Ready to bend to his will because I knew dirty things were coming. I spread my legs and waited. My body was a live wire. One touch and I’d combust.

Sid leaned forward and unbuttoned my pants, lowering the zipper slowly. My breath hitched as his fingers grazed my skin. He gently pulled my jeans down my legs and over my feet.

The slow approach was such a contrast to his commanding presence and the way he had me bound. It added to the anticipation. I’d never been wound so tight before. Sid kneeled on the bed and slowly kissed up one leg, ghosted over my pussy, then kissed down the other. I squirmed, and he grinned.

“How should I punish you?” he asked. His voice was thick with lust.

My legs shook. “I—I don’t know.”

“I think…” He clicked his tongue and ran a hand lazily over his beard. “I should lick your pussy until you’re dripping and begging to come.”

I bucked my hips and whimpered. Without a word, Sid dragged my underwear off. He lowered himself down onto his forearms, his long hair brushing over my bare center. His breath fanned across me, and I bit my lip.

When his tongue circled my clit, a strangled scream escaped me. I wanted so badly to touch him, but I couldn’t with my hands bound. His tongue stroked inside me and circled around with precision. My body shook, and I squirmed.

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