Page 22 of Lies You Told
“She’s a fucking freak!” He says.
I’ve had enough of this. “Blake, lose my number. I never want to see you again.” I walk over to my apartment door.
“She’s damaged goods!”
I see red! I’m swinging my fist back and colliding with his nose before I realize what I'm doing. He holds his hands to his face, staggering about with blood dripping down the front of his shirt.
“You broke my fucking nose.” He shouts.
I open the door to my apartment. “Out! I never want to see you again!” I’ve calmed down now. I’m in control since the news was broken. I’ve been scared to go to the club, not wanting to use my frustrations on somebody who didn’t deserve it. Being a Dom in a scene requires a level of control for which I’ve not been in the right headspace. Boxing has never been my chosen relief either; I prefer to run. It usually clears my head. But I’ve had so much aggression bubbling under my skin since I found out that it needed a violent way to come out.
I look around the apartment; the adrenalin leaving my body, my hand a mess, my knuckles red, and a couple of freckles of blood splashed on my hand. I don't know how much time passes, but I suddenly realize Blake’s gone, and I hope I never see his face again. What he said, though, wasn’t a lie. I have always had a thing for Chloe. Knowing how strong she is just making her appeal to me more now.
14
CHLOE
Ifeel my legs being held wide apart, fingers pushing into my skin, as a tongue makes me moan, sucking and licking my pussy. I moan my approval. When my pussy gets a slap, I smile as I hold back my welp. He returns to eating me out, his finger hovering over my back hole. I need him to push through, but I know he’s not pushing through to torment me. He enjoys keeping me on edge. I move the cover out of the way so I can see his eyes. I didn’t know how much I needed them until I didn’t have them.
As I look down, I hear him laugh. Who knew sex with Jaxson could be so good? I widen my legs, and he pushes a single finger into my pussy, and a smile spreads across his face. He knows I want and need more than one fucking finger.
“More,” I moan, trying to grind against his finger.
His eyes twinkle at me. “I said no sound. Good subs only get rewards for good behavior.”
“Good Dom’s should know when their sub needs more.”
“I could always stop,” he says, pulling away from me, his chin resting on my stomach.
“Please, Sir,” I say, biting my bottom lip. I know it does things to him when I bite my lip. It always has. I think he likes the idea of my bite touching parts of his own body.
“I never took you as being a brat, Chloe.”
“What can I say? You bring this side out of me.”
He moves to kneel, stroking his hard length as he looks me in the eye. My whole body reacts, my nipples hardening, my pussy clenching, and he’s not even looking at my body. His eyes are on mine.
“Chloe, are you mine?”
“You tell me,” I volley back.
“You’ve always been mine.”
I gulp, biting harder on my bottom lip. A small part of me wants it to bleed. I still need the hint of pain.
“Claim me then!” I say, even though I can hear the confidence in my voice.
He lets go of his cock, gripping my hands above my head, holding them together. He moves his mouth to mine. He kisses me before biting down on my lip, and I moan my approval. He lowers his body to mine, his cock bobbing, wanting to enter my wet and needy pussy. I don’t move. I close my eyes as he enters me. He’s hard and rough and pushes through my slick wetness.
I hold back my moan, meeting his hungry kisses with my own.
I jerk awake, hiding my head in the pillow next to me. This is the third night since last Friday that Jaxson Hill has made it into my dreams. I snake my hand inside my panties. Of course, I’m wet. I’m always soaked. I push two fingers into myself with Jaxson Hill still on my brain.
Imake myself busy in my office. I’m excited about meeting with Kate because we’re going to lunch afterward.
I’m on the phone with my boss when Kate walks into my office, closing the door behind her. She puts some files on the table in front of her as she takes a sip out of the travel flask in her hand.
My boss is driving me crazy on the other end of the phone.
