Page 44 of Deceitful Lies


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Paige tugs at her dress, slowly exposing her skimpy lace bra and then her tempting, curvy body. The feel of her soft skin makes me forget the shit I have to deal with every day when I’m away from her. Her hand runs down my back over my crisp cotton shirt; her fingers follow the lines of my muscles, and her touch soothes me. It makes me forget the hatred I feel for my enemies.

I kiss her softly, but she moves her face away and grabs at the buttons on my shirt.

“Please,” Paige begs.

Our clothes are tossed in a pile on the floor, and I lust for her naked body, pulling it near mine. Her sweet curves will hold my child and later, nurse them. My erection grows stiff and hard as I yank her exquisite figure into my arms, sucking and licking at her bare skin.

Paige whimpers, pressing her breasts against my chest, wrapping her legs around my waist. She falls back onto the bed and tries to pull me down with her. When I don’t follow, she opens her legs wide and places her hand between her legs shamelessly and strokes herself. Soaking her finger until it shines with her wetness, she pleads with me again to be fucked.

“Please.” Her body trembles with urgency that I don’t understand. When we fight, she glares at me as if I’m the last man she wants. I tease her about leaving me, but I don’t dare ask if she wants to go.

Panting with anticipation, I climb over her and position myself. She’s so deliciously wet, and I slip into her, spreading her open. My cock drives deep until I have to stop. Losing my breath from her tightness, I push in deeper as her feet lock behind my back.

Paige moans in desperate pleasure as she lifts her hips to mine, but this is different from what I know. There’s a desperation in her that I’ve never seen before.

“Please.” She tosses her head from side to side. “Fuck me, Andrei. Fuck me as hard as you can. Make me scream. Do whatever you want with me. Just fuck me.”

I try to hold back, but each time I pull away, she clenches around me. I hold myself in check, refusing to give her what she demands.

My whole body shakes from the force of exertion. Her breasts jiggle with each hard thrust. Our sex becomes primal—grunts, groans, and no shame. I lean down, catching her nipple in my mouth and sucking hard. Her hands grab my head, and her nails sting my scalp. Her expression is ravenous; her wild eyes stare into mine as her mouth twists with each thrust into her sweet depths.

Am I hurting her? What brought this on? Desperate desire simmering beneath the surface? A spark of what we had when we first met? Whatever it is, her body trembles in need and her eyes plead with me for more. I slip my hand in between us, and my fingers slide down until they circle around her swollen clit. She moans and her face twists, but she doesn’t tell me to stop.

I feel her muscles contract, punishing my cock, and I push in deeper as I taste her mouth. The heat builds inside me as I keep up the pace.

Suddenly, her eyes open wide, and her breathing becomes shallow. She’s panting rapidly, and her whole body vibrates. I freeze, afraid I went too far. Was I too rough? Was I thinking only of myself again? Her bright eyes are filled with tears.

She bites her lip and then asks, “Do you want me?”

“Of course,” I reply in confusion bordering on frustration.

She grabs my hand, pulling it out from between us, and then she moves her hips against me. The headboard creaks as it hits the wall. My moans become guttural as she clings to me. Her hips move in a choppy little rhythm as I angle my pelvis and rub against her clit.

Her orgasm rolls through her body as the motion of our bodies become sloppy, and Paige is pushed toward the edge. She screams—a deep, clawing scream that seems to be pulled out of her—as her body trembles from the waves of release. She grabs a pillow and holds it over her face, hiding her emotions from my eyes. She rocks against it, and she lets out a howl.

She looks at me, her eyes hard as my heart.

“How much more do you want me?” she asks.

“With every fiber of my being.”

“Liar.” Her icy look could have shattered my heart if I had one. “Prove it. Fuck me like you mean it.”

I climb between her legs and pin her down to the bed. Her body is soft underneath mine, her breath hot against my ear as I push her legs farther apart. Paige tries to rise off the bed, but I grab her by the hair, tugging her mouth to mine. She pounds my chest with her fists as she struggles, but soon, she’s returning my kisses. Her hands on my shoulders pull me down.

“I told you to use me, so use me.” Her hands slap my shoulders in frustration. “Fuck me like a man.”

But I don’t. I’m afraid that I’ll hurt her if I lose control. She holds onto me tight as we move together. The sensation builds until I feel her tremble under me. I grab her round ass and lift her with each thrust, pushing us closer to an inevitable climax. I can feel the anticipation in her body as I reach my peak, burying my mouth in her hair and shouting. I keep going until she tightens around and lets go with a trembling cry as I lose my final tenuous grasp on control.

When we pull apart, she pulls the sheet over herself and rolls away from me without another word.

Panting, I fall to pieces on the bed. I look over at her, but she’s ignoring me with all her concentration.

What the hell brought that on?

Chapter 28

Paige

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