When Lies Unfold

Chapter 56

“If I had my way,I’d never let you leave.”

My admission has Lola’s lips partin’ on a staggered breath, her eyes takin’ on a brightness I’ve never witnessed.

It’s only now that I realize how she interpreted what I said. That I want her to stay forever. In actuality, I meant, if I had my way, I’d never let her leave my bedroom.

Not much in this world scares me, but the prospect of gettin’ attached to her scares the fuckin’ shit outta me.

Antsy as hell to shove that aside and desperate for a distraction, I capture her bottom lip between my teeth and give it a slight tug. My cock’s already pressin’ against the front of my pants, eager to be buried inside her again.

“You ready?”

“I’m ready,” she whispers back.

I don’t wanna admit I rush us down the hallway until I make it to my room. Don’t wanna admit how my hands shake like an addict goin’ through withdrawal.

I don’t wanna admit that when I press her back against my closed bedroom door and take her mouth again, a sense of rightness settles inside me. It throws me off-kilter, which is why I force myself to step back.

She leans against the hard surface, her tits risin’ beneath that tank top, nipples pokin’ against the material.

I make quick work of unbuttonin’ my shirt and cast it aside. After removin’ both holstered weapons, I tug off my boots and socks.

Tacklin’ my belt and pants next, once they’re gone, her eyes slowly track the length of me, over my shoulders, chest, and abs as if she’s intrigued as hell by all my tattoos. When her gaze lingers on where my cock juts against the fabric of my boxer briefs, I shove them down my hips and kick them off.

The way she looks at me right now… I wanna memorize this moment. She fuckin’ caresses me with her eyes, followin’ all the ink down my legs before her focus returns to my cock.

I lower myself to the edge of the bed, my legs spread. When I wrap my fingers around my thick shaft, her lips part. Her breath catches and that pulse along the side of her throat flickers like crazy.

“You like when I do this, huh?” I grip the base, my fingers flexin’ around it, before givin’ a sharp tug.

Her tongue darts out to wet her lips to answer, but she only nods. It’s like she doesn’t know where she wants to look, her eyes dartin’ between my own and where my hand works my cock. When she squeezes her thighs together, I know she’s already wet as fuck for me.

My voice sounds hoarse as hell when I speak. “You better get rid of those clothes soon.” I give a slow tug on my dick, and the large, upraised vein runnin’ the length of it throbs beneath my grip. “’Cause I’ve been waitin’ all day to get a taste.”

“All day?” Her voice is breathless, but her expression shifts to one that’s filled with pure feminine challenge. “That doesn’t seem very long.”

Her unexpected remark pulls a harsh laugh from me. “Feels like fuckin’ forever to me.”

“Mm.” A mischievous smile plays at her lips as she slowly peels off her tank top. Relief floods me at watchin’ her move without visible pain from where Andro’s bullet grazed her. It’s scabbed over, but the sight of it still pisses me the fuck off.

She removes her well-worn sports bra, the color a faded blue, and shoves down her cotton shorts and panties until she’s standin’ naked in front of me.

Christ. She’s a fuckin’ work of art. A warrior beneath all that colorful ink. She’s a contrast to me in more ways than one.

Here I am, my body colored with nothin’ but dark black ink, like it’s a sign of all the horrendous shit I’ve done. An indication of the darkness that follows me. But Lola’s presence is as vivid as her tattoos, brightenin’ up my whole damn world.

She’s not only given me my daughter back, but also given me somethin’ more to look forward to comin’ home to.

“Get over here.” I give another slow stroke of my cock, and her eyes grow heated as she heads my way. With a lift of my chin, I tell her, “Better lie over my lap, ’cause your ass is gettin’ spanked.”

Her steps falter, eyes widenin’ with shock as she sputters, “What? But I didn’t do anything!”

I pin her with a stern look. “Exactly. You didn’t push him away when he laid his mouth on you.” I point to my lap. “Get over here and take your punishment.”

A mix of excitement and uncertainty lurks in her features, but she lowers herself over my lap. My dick presses against my abs, protestin’ like hell about not bein’ buried in her pussy. But the view of her lush ass draped over my thighs makes it worth it.

I trace my fingertips down the vibrant ink along her spine, causin’ goose bumps to rise on her skin. “What you shoulda done was turn your cheek.”

My palm lands the first slap to the curve of her ass, which draws a gasp outta her. “You shoulda done whatever it took so he didn’t get his mouth on yours.”

I raise my hand before landin’ a second stingin’ slap to her other ass cheek. Damn do I love the way her skin flushes. “You shoulda shoved him away.”

“I was in shock,” she protests, her voice muffled. “I didn’t expect?—”

I cut off her excuse with another slap, and she lets out a little whimper before archin’ her back as if she wants more. I massage her reddened ass before strikin’ her once again. “You better not let it happen again, you hear me?”

Her muted, “Yes,” is followed by a little squirm before she clenches her thighs together.

“Nobody gets those lips of yours ’cept me. Nobody.” Slidin’ my fingers past the crack of her ass, I find her other lips slick as fuck. “Ahh. Looks like somebody enjoyed their punishment.”

I nudge my finger inside, and she arches, a little moan breakin’ free as her hips shift. Fuck if she’s not tryin’ to urge my finger deeper already. “Seems you got a needy pussy, don’t you?”

When I add a second finger, easin’ both deep, she singes me with her wet heat. “Fuck, you’re soaked.” As I work them in and out of her, she rolls her hips, seekin’ more.

I withdraw my fingers, ignorin’ her sound of protest, and suck her juices off. “You taste just as good as the last time.”

She squirms again, her voice breathless. “Santy.”

“You ready to make it up to me? ’Cause you’re gonna have to work for it.” I drive my fingers back inside, pressin’ deep enough to pull a gasp from her. “Gotta make me forget you let another man kiss you.”

She’s wet enough that I easily slide my drenched fingers to her tight ring of muscle. Her entire body immediately stiffens, tellin’ me I’m gonna be her first, and fuck if that doesn’t make me even harder. When I lightly circle it again, coatin’ it with her arousal, her body goes lax.

“Better get up here and sink that sweet pussy over my cock.” A shudder rolls through her as she lifts up, and I hold her gaze captive. “Prove to me you’re not gonna let another man touch you.”

She swings her legs around to straddle me, her hands grippin’ my shoulders. With her eyes hazy with lust and her cheeks flushed, she’s never looked more beautiful.

When I fist my cock and line up with her pussy, a hint of obstinance enters her expression, and damn if my dick doesn’t get harder at the sight.

“Why shouldn’t I let another man touch me?” she challenges.

With a roll of her hips, she teases the head of my cock with her pussy lips, gettin’ it slick with her wetness. It almost makes me forget her question.

Almost.

Reachin’ up, I tangle my fingers in her hair, makin’ sure she can’t look away. “’Cause you’re mine, that’s why.”

An array of emotions crosses her features, but before I can pinpoint them, she slides down my cock. Inch by breath-stealin’ inch, she sinks deeper until I’m buried inside her.

When she breathes out my name, “Santy,” my cock jerks inside her. Fuck. This woman has me on the verge of comin’ undone already. With a roll of her hips, her perfect tits bounce as she starts ridin’ me.

“You’re workin’ my cock so good.” Palmin’ her ass, I curl my fingers around the bottom of her curves, spreadin’ her a bit more.

That extra fraction she sinks down has me firin’ off a warnin’ shot inside her. Goddamn, my balls are already painfully tight.

With her gorgeous tits within reach, I grit out my command. “Need you to gimme one of those perfect nipples. Put it in my mouth.”

My voice turns hoarse and ragged as she rides me, her inner muscles flexin’ around my cock. “Let me suck on it and get it as wet as this needy pussy of yours.”

Takin’ one hand off my shoulder, she cups her tit and guides the hard tip to my lips. I capture it between my lips and flick it with my tongue until she’s squirmin’ on top of me.

I mumble against her breast, givin’ the soft curve a long lick. “Remember, nobody gets any part of you but me. Understood?”

“Understood,” she pants.

“Good.” I give her nipple a quick, hard suck before releasin’ it. “Now gimme the other.”

She feeds me her other nipple, placin’ it at my lips. I latch on to it and suck hard, hollowin’ out my cheeks. She lets out a whimpered cry as her pussy coats me with more of her juices.

Releasin’ her nipple slowly, I speak in between little licks of her rosy-colored flesh. “You like when I suck hard, huh? What if I fuck you hard, too?”

Plantin’ both hands at her narrow hips, I lift her before slammin’ her down on my cock. Her head tips back, mouth partin’ on a soundless cry as her inner muscles clutch around me like they never wanna let go.

“Santy,”she whimpers my name. Her tits bounce on each of my hard, upward thrusts. “You’re so big…so hard…” She pants each word, those eyes hazy with lust. When I surge upward while slammin’ her down on me, she lets out a ragged cry. “Ohgod, right there…”

There’s nothin’ that compares to how wet that fine-ass pussy’s gettin’ me and hearin’ how good my cock’s treatin’ her.

Up and down, I fuck her deep and hard, makin’ sure we’re grindin’ that little clit against the base of my cock.

“Gonna admit it?” My voice is a little more than a growl. “Gonna admit you’re mine?”

Our eyes hold, and somehow, this feels different and scary as fuck. ’Cause even though my dick feels like it’s about to empty a fuck-ton of cum inside her at any second, I need more. I need somethin’ I never needed from any woman before.

Until her. Until Lola Arias.

“Better hurry up and tell me, then give me those lips.”

She brings her forehead to mine, labored breaths puffin’ against my lips. “I’m yours.” Without hesitation, she fuses her lips to mine and detonates.

Our kiss is messy and carnal as fuck, our tongues tanglin’ as she rides out her release. Her pussy works my cock like a fuckin’ dream, drenchin’ me with arousal, and it sends me over the edge. My groan gets lost against her lips as I power into her from beneath before spillin’ inside her.

Shudders wrack my body as I come hard. It pours outta me until I’ve emptied everythin’ inside her. Buryin’ my face in her neck, I give her pulse a slow lick, and it beats like crazy under my tongue.

My lap’s slick from both of us, but fuck if I don’t love it. I love that I not only made her wet enough to soak me, but I fucked her so full of my cum that it’s leakin’ outta her.

But most of all, I realize what else I’ve been denyin’: that I feel somethin’ for her I’ve never felt before.

Not sayin’ it’s love, ’cause I wasn’t built that way. But whatever it is that Lola Arias has me feelin’, I sure as hell want it to last.

Forever.