A Hot Mess (The Truth in Lies Saga #3) Read Free

 He didn’t try to argue.  He simply allowed me to continue rubbing him along my wet pussy as he moved to my other breast, giving it the same delectable treatment with his mouth.
    Each flick of his tongue sent a surge of need and power through me.  I pushed him a little deeper into my body, stroking him harder, feeling every ridge of his length in my palm.  He bucked against my hand, urging me to let him in.  With my free hand, I grabbed his short brown hair and pulled his head back, looking into his deep blue eyes.  His mouth opened, gasping for air as I continued my relentless attack on him.  Then, when I knew he was on the verge of losing himself, I commanded, “Now.”
    At first Drew looked a little confused, but that confusion quickly disappeared as I removed my hand and pushed my aching, pussy down over the head of his cock.  His body reacted on instinct, and he thrust up hard and fast into me.  We both cried out at the instant release that one push gave us both.  There was nothing innocent or sweet about this moment.  It was raw, animalistic sex.  I dug my nails into this back, delighting in the pain I knew I had caused him with each pass.
    He thrust faster up into me.  My heels dug into his ass as I clung to his body.  Yes, he had control, but he wouldn’t be doing this if I hadn’t demanded it.  And I’d keep demanding.  He used me, so why couldn’t I use him?  I crushed my mouth into his.  Our teeth clattered against each other as our tongues twisted together.  The sound and smell of sex played between us like an atonal orchestra.  We were jagged and harsh.  There was no rhythm.  Only deep moans and groans, a thumping of the pantry door with each thrust of his hips, and that delicious sound of slippery sex.
    His cock filled my core.  My inner walls encased him, giving me the delicious feeling of each ridge and valley of his gorgeous cock.  The way he felt inside me, the way he filled me up, pushing me closer and closer to the edge of no return.
    I grabbed his hand, needing that little extra push to find my final release.  Pushing our hands between us, I placed his fingers against my clit.  “Fuck me, Andrew.  Fuck me with everything you’ve got.”
    A small smirk curled his lips as he started squeezing my clit between his fingertips.  He rubbed and pinched, flicked and pulled my clit as his cock drove me higher than the pot could have ever dreamed of taking me.  Deep inside me, I could feel him twitch.  He was close, and so I did what any sensible woman would do.  I closed my eyes and fell over the brink of ecstasy.
    Drew slammed his cock hard into me.  His hand released my clit as both fists pounded against the door next to my ears.
    “I’m going to...going…” he growled.
    “Do it,” I hissed in his ear.
    I squeezed my quaking walls tighter around his straining cock, forcing him to fall with me.   The instant my walls tightened around him, Drew tried to pull out of me.  I wasn’t about to have it.  The pull out method was for teenagers who didn’t realize how stupid it really was.  No, he was going to give me everything I wanted.  I grabbed his ass and pushed him back into me.  Drew let out a yell, deep and ragged, as he exploded into my depths.  
    His body covered in sweat, his mouth agape, and his pulse racing—it was safe to say there was nothing sexier than an orgasmic Andrew Wise.  I watched his eyes dilate with pleasure.  His whole body shook with the intensity of his orgasm.  He was a pure sex god and he was fucking mine.
    I dropped back against the door, smirking at my success.  I’d won the battle.  I licked my lips, meeting his eyes.  He slowed his movements, coming to a near stop, but remained buried inside me.  His cock pulsed with each heartbeat, twitching inside me, keeping my climax pulsing steady inside of me.
    “What was that?” he muttered, pressing his lips to my throat.  
    “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”  Once