Her Twisted Pleasures (11 page)

“Good luck.” A knot untied in my stomach, learning that Alex had other women. I could trust him to fuck a girl—or three—without getting attached.

“I don’t need luck.”

I shook my head.

In the dining room, Talia hunched over the table, punching buttons on her cell phone. “Damn it, Holland.” She grumbled and drummed her fingernails, waiting for a reply.

When the phone beeped, she huffed and hissed, typing out loud. “I put the money in his account like you told me to.”

Holland… her old boss? Why was he texting her after hours?

“What’s going on there?” I bumped Alex’s arm and nodded in Talia’s direction.

He watched her pound

words into her phone. “Not sure. Something’s not right between her and Holland. She’s not sleeping with him, but that’s all I know. Want me to spy on her?”

“No. I’ll worry about that later.” Getting rid of Alex was my priority tonight. “Come on.

Finish your drink and then you’re out of here.”

Talia jumped and hid her phone when we flanked her at the table. She smiled at me first, like a good girlfriend, but a small frown twisted her lips when Alex finished his wine and grabbed his coat.

“You’re leaving already? We haven’t had dessert.”

I’d make sure she had dessert—but not with him.

“I gotta get ready for court tomorrow.” Alex reached for his keys.

I stood and shook his hand.

“Thanks for bringing the wine.”

Why had Alex lied to her? Did he not want her to know he was fucking other women? As though he was cheating on her?

“Thanks for dinner.” He leaned over and kissed her forehead. “I’ll see you at work.”

She subtly grasped his hand under the table. “Bye.” It was one simple word, but her tone was too casual, too cheerful.

She wanted him to stay.

I wanted her to forget him tonight.

This whole mess was getting so twisted, I couldn’t think straight. “Come on, baby. Let’s relax.”

I grabbed her hand, still warm from Alex’s touch, and led her to the couch. I pulled her down beside me and wrapped my arms around her sexy body, stroking her hair. “I miss you.”

She raised an eyebrow and laughed. “I haven’t gone anywhere.”

“I know.” I’d missed having her all to myself, but I couldn’t tell her that. “I’ve been working so much, it seems like I don’t get to see you enough.” I didn’t mention she’d been working late a lot too, because we both knew that was a lie.

“Finally some emotion. I thought you didn’t want to see me. You never complain about your schedule, but I hate it.”

She laid her hand on my chest and snuggled closer.

“I’m sorry.”

I tucked her head under my chin and inhaled her warm coconut lime scent. She curled her body into mine, and I held her close, feeling her heart pound while her fingers fiddled with the buttons on my shirt.

I lifted her chin. “How are you, baby? Are you happy?”

Why the hell did I ask her that?

Could Alex have been right?

Was cheating on me tearing her apart?

Her eyes clouded with guilt and she looked away, then back, covering with a sunny smile. “Yes, I… I’m happy at work… most of the time.” She sat up and pushed her hair behind her ears.

“Is something wrong?” Was her relationship with Alex causing problems at their firm?

She hesitated, as if she was going to tell me something then changed her mind. “My old boss is being a jerk. Nothing I can’t handle.”

Not Alex, then. Good. “It’s a good thing you’re not working for him anymore.”

“Tell him that.” She cuddled in again. “How is work for you?

I worry about you all the time.”

She squeezed me so hard I could barely breathe.

“I’m okay.” I gasped, laughing when she let go. “You don’t have to worry, darlin’. I’m trained to protect myself.”

“I know. That’s what Alex always says.”

I stiffened at his name. How had talking about me led her to think about him? Damn it, I wanted to separate the three of us, but we kept getting more and more tangled.

“I’m happy to be with you tonight.” Her comment had no ulterior motive, and my detective brain picked that apart. Tonight. Just tonight? Not happy to be with me period?

“I love you, Will.” Her pure sweet voice interrupted my scattered investigation, and hearing my name on her lips released my incarcerated heart.

I closed the file on Alex and focused on the woman in my arms. “I love you too, Talia.”

She kissed me full on the mouth, slipping her tongue between my lips, where it wrestled with mine.

I shoved my hands under her bulky sweater and fondled her naked tits, playing with her hard fat nipples.

“Mmm… I like.” She moaned and licked my neck.

She pulled my shirt open, her hot hands teasing my nipples, and I tossed her sweater on the floor, her skirt on top of it. She kicked off her shoes and leaned back, spreading her legs on either side of me.

One thought—one word—

spun around my brain, making me dizzy. Mine. All mine.

Tonight no one else can have her.

Her hot pink pussy

glistened like a ripe strawberry, juicy and sweet. I plucked the delicate fruit, plunging my finger into her while she bit her lip and moaned.

“Taste me,” she said, pulling me down on top of her.

I always did what she wanted—eventually. Keeping my finger inside her tight pussy, I slid my other hand under her hair and tilted her head back, nuzzling her throat, working my way down to her pink nipples. I sucked each one, more than once, nipping at them just enough to make her hiss and squirm.

“How did you know I liked a little pain?”

I learned that from Alex, damn it! We couldn’t escape that guy.

“I know everything about you, darlin’.”

Her body tensed for a moment, but she melted again as I scraped her nipple with my teeth.

I shoved a second finger inside her, swirling them around her tight, wet flesh. She gasped, and I nipped at her stomach as I slid back on the couch, draping her long legs comfortably over my shoulders so I could eat her as long as I wanted. Her soft toes massaged my back.

“I had another dream about him.”

I closed my eyes and pressed my face against her thigh, trying to shut out the image of her legs wrapped around my best friend. Why was I fighting it? For months, I’d enjoyed hearing her dreams, knowing he’d fucked her in real life.

Not tonight.

“Should I tell you?”

When I saw the excited sparkle in her eyes, I couldn’t say no. “Tell me everything.”

And then I buried my face in her pussy.

“He caught me alone in the law library after hours.”

Oh shit, that’s how he fucked her last night. I’d already heard the story from Alex, but I wanted to hear Talia’s version to make sure they were consistent.

“I told him I was doing research, but he pinned me against the bookshelf and pulled my skirt up.”

“Were you wearing

panties?” I licked her clit.

She couldn’t lie when she was excited. She gasped and shuddered. “No.”

I flicked her hot pink pussy lips with my tongue. “Did he like that?”

“Mmm… yes. But I pulled my skirt down when he tried to finger me.”

I stopped asking questions, hoping that if I got her hot enough, she wouldn’t be able to talk anymore. I sucked on her clit and her back arched. My fingers drove deep, stroking and curling, and her toes dug into my back.

“I turned my back to him, but that was a mistake.”

Damn it.

“His hand slid under my skirt, and his fingers got between my pussy lips. I wanted to stop him, but I couldn’t. It felt too good. I pulled my skirt up and bent forward, and he dropped down on his knees, spreading my ass cheeks with his hands and licking every juicy bit he could find.”

So far, they were telling the same story: he’d tried to grope her, she resisted, he fingerfucked her, and she spread her legs for him. Maybe that’s why I was bored with it. So predictable.

“I put my hand under my blouse and pinched my nipples.

Oh God.” Her pussy suddenly got hotter and wetter, and she pulled at her tits. “I wanted to come, but I was afraid someone would hear us. He told me he didn’t care, and then he sucked on my clit and made me squeal.”

I did the same.

“Oh fuck!” She grabbed a fistful of my hair, and her thighs clenched my head. Her body rocked, and I held her hips so she wouldn’t fall off the couch. Heat poured out of her and she shivered under my mouth. “Oh God, yes!”

I held her, kissing her quivering thighs while she caught her breath.

“After I came, he forced me to my knees and unzipped his pants, shoving his cock into my mouth.”

That wasn’t exactly how Alex had told it, but in her dreams, Talia liked to play the helpless victim. I didn’t question it.

“I tried to make him come, but he grabbed my hair and pulled me up so I couldn’t finish.”

She liked being manhandled too. I couldn’t do that to her.

“He told me he was going to fuck me. My damn skirt kept slipping down, so I took it off and let him slip his cock between my legs. He’s such a fucking tease. I hate that. I told him I wanted all of his cock, so he picked me up and rammed it into my pussy.”

She was breathing hard, and I licked her clit again. She moaned and ground against my mouth, silently begging for more.

“But he couldn’t hold that position, so he grabbed a stepstool for my one foot, and put my other foot on a shelf. God, that was so hot. Standing in front of him with my pussy exposed and my blouse undone, my cunt wide open and, holy shit, I almost came before he got inside me.”

I used to beg her to talk like that. Now it was second nature to her. Hearing those dirty words come so easily from her lips made my dick hard as a fucking rock. I had Alex to thank for it, but I’d be damned if I’d admit that.

“His cock was so hard. I couldn’t wait for him to fuck me, but he just stood there, grinning like the devil, and told me to beg for it.”

Holy shit, I’m going to buy that bastard a case of beer the next time I see him. “Tell me what you said to him.”

“I said, ‘Fuck me, damn it.

Put your cock in my hot juicy pussy and fuck me like you mean it.’”

“Did he?”

“No. He told me to say it again and say his name.”

Don’t say his name. Do not say his name.

“I said, ‘Fuck me now, asshole.’ He laughed and slammed into me so hard, I came right then.”

I almost came too. Instead, I made her come again, licking her throbbing clit until she begged me to fuck her.

“Will! I need your cock inside me. Now!”

I fumbled getting my pants off, so she fingered her pussy until I crawled on top of her—

pounding hard but still holding back so I wouldn’t hurt her. She begged and pleaded for more.

“He kept fucking me, just like you are. And then I looked over his shoulder, and I saw someone move behind the bookshelf.”

That wasn’t part of Alex’s story. I slowed my pace and concentrated on her words.

“A man… watching us. He said something I couldn’t hear.

Then both guys took off their clothes and moved me between them, stripping me and grinding my naked body. Al–

He sucked my nipples while the other guy got on his knees and licked my pussy from behind. I couldn’t stand up so they laid me on the floor and took turns fucking me while I sucked their cocks.”

She breathed hard, panting.

Her pussy started clenching my cock, and my balls tightened. “Did you come?”

“Over and over. I couldn’t stop coming. I didn’t want to.

Oh God!”

I held her convulsing body tight and groaned in her ear.

“That’s it, baby. Come for us.

Come hard!”

“Fuck!” She exploded

beneath me, gasping and crying while her fingernails shredded my shoulders. I could only hold on and hope she didn’t throw me to the floor, but her pussy gripped my cock so tight, I couldn’t pull free if I wanted to —and there was no way in hell I wanted to.

She could barely breathe, let alone talk, but I had to know who else she dreamed about.

Was she fucking him too? Did she have a lover I didn’t know about? “Who was the other guy?”

Her breasts rose and fell against my chest, an odd sparkle in her eyes. “It was you.”

The explosion in my dick set off a chain reaction of shock waves ripping through my body, one after another, until my mind went blank, barely aware of Talia beneath me—

her warm skin, her soft sighs, her fingers trailing down my back.

“That was the most amazing sex I’ve ever had.” Her lips touched my shoulder. “With anyone. Ever.” She looked at me with puzzled eyes. “Do you know what I mean?”

Yes. I was better than Alex.

“Yeah, baby.” I kissed the top of her head. “I love you.”

“I know.”

Damn it. That was her guilt talking. Maybe I should tell her I knew about Alex, that we’d set it up. I hated not hearing those words from her because…

that meant I was hurting her.

Damn it.

“Talia, I….”

She had a dreamy smile on her lips, complete bliss in her eyes. No pain, no guilt. She looked happy.

How could I take that away from her?

“Hmm?” Her hand drifted across my chest, resting on my heart.

“I think we should go to bed.”

“Mmm… yeah.”

I helped her up, and as she skipped down the hall, I caught a glimpse of the confident, freespirited woman I’d fallen in

love with. I arrested my doubts and put my heart back in protective custody. My motive was clear, and I no longer questioned Talia’s.

When she pulled me down on the bed, I saw a joy in her eyes that I’d never seen before.

As much as I wanted to take credit for it, I knew I had to share it with Alex.

I had to share her.

Dangerous Lessons

“All right. I’ll see you…

whenever.” I ended the call and tossed my phone on the empty couch next to me.

Will usually worked a day shift, but this undercover assignment took him away from me all week. Alex’s hectic court schedule kept him out of the office. I was fucking two guys, but neither one was around when I needed to get laid!

A text message lit up my phone—not from Will or Alex —from Holland Spencer. I sent him a fast reply and he answered almost immediately: Thank you. I’m glad you’re part of the team.