Page 46 of Carrying Your Lies


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I pull my lips together to stop my moan from slipping out when Huxley’s tongue meets his fingers. “Sorry. I was…” I cover my mouth as my legs begin to twitch. “Sleeping,” I eventually finish.

“Where are you?” he asks.

There’s a squelching sound as his fingers thrust in and out. Every movement makes me wetter, and I pray Xavier can’t hear it through the phone.

“Home. I wasn’t feeling good.” My core tightens, letting me know I am about to fall entirely apart.

“Is the baby okay?”

Huxley looks up at me, and I lose it at the look in his eyes. He looks like a sex God, and it’s all it takes for me to cover my mouth and silently come over his fingers. His tongue darts out to lap up my wetness and elongate my orgasm.

“Savannah?” Xavier snaps on the phone. “Are you okay?”

My limbs fall limp as I come down from my high. “Yes. Sorry, I was daydreaming. I’m fine. I was tired, so Huxley brought me home.”

“You should have told me,” he scolds. “I would have left early.”

“Sorry,” I squeak. “I completely forgot.”

“Do you need anything?”

Just as I go to reply, Huxley pushes his tip into me. “Fuck, that’s tight,” he quietly moans.

My eyes widen, and I hold my breath to see if Xavier heard anything. Huxley is focused on pushing his length painfully slowly into me. Just as I open my mouth to say something, his entire length fills me, swallowing any words on the tip of my tongue. My eyes squeeze shut as I adjust to his size. I rock slowly with him until Xavier repeats his question.

“No. Huxley took care of it,” I say, smirking at him while he slowly eases in and out.

“Is he still there?”

“No,” I lie. “He dropped me off and left. Is he not at the office?”

“No. I’ll be home soon. Text me if you need anything.”

“Okay. Bye.” I don’t wait for a reply before I hang up and throw my phone onto the floor. “I hate you.”

He grins. “But you love my cock.”

I press my foot against his chest and push him away from me. “My turn to be in control.” I push him onto the bed and straddle him; this time, nothing separates us except the condom. I slowly lower myself onto his shaft and moan from the sensations burning all over my body. I push him down until he is lying flat on his back. Pressing my hands against his chest, I lean down and ride him how I have wanted since I first saw him.

Huxley watches in awe and lust as I bring myself closer to the edge. His hands go to my waist, guiding my movements. “Back and forth,” he instructs.

His hands rock me back and forth, and the sensation is explosive. While filled to the hilt with his dick, my clit rubs against his pelvic bone. When his lips close over my sensitive nipples, I let my body collapse on him, riding out my orgasm. His hand runs up and down my back, as I come down from the only high I need.

“That was so good,” I mumble.

He pulls my loose hair in a fist, forcing me to look at him. “I’m not done.” He stands up, still buried inside me.

I wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck as he walks forward until my back hits the bookshelf.

He holds me in place as he slowly thrusts in and out. The slow movements drive me crazy. I lean my head against the bookshelf and enjoy the slower pace. When I look at Huxley, he watches me as if he has never seen me before.

“You’re quite exquisite, sweetheart.”

The smile slowly spreads across my face. I tighten my arms around his neck and lean my forehead against his.

“I’ve never wanted someone so much before,” he admits. “Most women won’t even get a second glance, butyou…“ He moans as my walls clench around him. “What is it about you that makes me crave you?”

He doesn’t let me answer because his lips attach to mine. The kiss is not slow and loving.No.It is filled with a hunger we both reek of.

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