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

again, I pulled his head back by his hair, making him look me in the eyes.  “Because as far as I’m concerned, we’re not finished.”
    His mouth twitched.  A crooked smile highlighted his deep dimples.  “Is that so?”
    “It is,” I assured him.
    I pushed away, forcing him to release me.  I slid down the door, landing softly on my bare feet.  My body winced at the distance I’d placed between us, but I ignored the pang in my chest and proceeded to pull my shorts and panties off.  I kicked them aside, feeling the remnants of his release trickle down my thighs as I walked away from him.  “Follow me,” I instructed.  “You have some cleaning up to do.”  I heard him gulp, but didn’t stop to see if he would follow me.  
    I walked into the bedroom and positioned myself on the end of my bed.  Drew entered the room in all his god-like glory.  His usual blue eyes were dark, and his jovial smile had turned into to pure lust.  I spread my legs open, giving him the perfect view of my bare pussy.  It was a good thing I’d shaved that morning.  I’d have hated him seeing me all fuzzy.  Drew always did like me soft and smooth.
    He rubbed his hand along his chin and smiled.  “Beautiful.”
    I slipped a finger into my pussy, pulling out the remnants of his cum.  “Messy,” I replied, licking the combination of our juices from my finger.  “Take care of it.”
    Drew raised an eyebrow, considering my request.  
    “Lick my pussy clean, Andy.  Now.”  
    When he realized I was serious, he rushed forward, dropping to his knees before me.  He brushed his fingertips over my soft, slick pussy.  My body jerked in response to such tender stimuli.  This was torture; I still needed him rough, hard, untamed.  I pushed my hips up in the air, commanding his devotion.  “Suck me hard!”
    Drew leaned in and flattened his tongue against my clit, dragging it down to meet my heat.  My hips bucked of their own accord.  I grabbed what I could of his soft brown hair, driving his face closer to my center.  Sure, we girls don’t like when guys do that shit to us, but fuck it.  I was running this show.
    He placed both hands on my inner thighs, squeezing them as his tongue dived into my depths.  I dropped my head back, my eyes closed tight, simply enjoying the feel of his mouth on me.  Harder and harder his tongue pushed into my depths.  He grazed his teeth over my clit, sucking it into his mouth.  As I had been relentless, so was he.  I shuttered at the intensity of his mouth, gripping his hair tighter in one hand while my other curled into the duvet beneath me.
    “Andy,” I purred.
    He pulled his tongue out of me just as I was about to fall over the edge of ecstasy.  I groaned, trying to push him back where I needed him.  Instead, he slowly flicked his tongue over my pulsating clit.  I squirmed and wiggled my hips, wanting to find that release, but I refused to beg.  I would not give him that satisfaction.
    Suddenly, he slammed his tongue deep inside me.  That was all I needed.  I was met with such an earth-shattering climax that my body convulsed, rocking me against his mouth.  He wrapped his arms around my hips, bringing his fingers to just the right position to flick my clit while his arms held me steady.  He pushed his tongue harder and deeper, lapping everything I gave him while forcing me to stay in my climatic high.
    My legs began to shake so hard, I could feel them vibrate all the way to my chest.  I couldn’t think.  I could barely breathe.  Unable to control myself, my entire body lifted off the mattress.  Drew held me steady in his arms, forcing me to stay where I was.  I screamed in my unbridled release.
    When he was satisfied that I’d given him all I had, he unwound himself from me.  He stood up, looking down over me; a cocky smirk twisted his lips as his tongue darted out over them.  “All clean.” His rich, husky cadence sent vibrations deep into the pit of my