Page 53 of Lies You Told
“Open the side drawer,” I whisper to him, looking down at my knees.
He moves me with him slightly as he stretches.
“There are some nipple clamps that have a real bite to them. I usually…”
I can’t finish the sentence; I know I don’t need to. He puts them on the bed next to him. “Look at me,” he says, his voice hoarse.
“I trust you,” I say as I look him in the eyes, my tears fighting to fall, but I know they won’t. Not until I started to feel the pain.
“Good,” he says, taking one breast in his mouth.
He bites down on my nipple, and I wince a little until I feel his tongue flicking me with his tongue.
“Keep talking, or I’ll stop,” he says, doing the same to my other nipple.
“It hurt more because we’ve become closer than sisters in the last fifteen years, ever since I met her at her dad's office. She’s been lying to me all this time. How am I…” I say before stopping for a moment as he tightens one of the nipple clamps to me. “...to ever trust her ever again after this.”
He twists the nipple clamp, and I nearly come on the spot. I move on his lap.
“Like that, huh?” he smiles. “Let go, Chloe. Then I can make you feel really fucking good.”
He’s right. I know he is. “She hurt me more than you ever did because she’s lied and talked behind my back–I don’t know if I can ever trust her again.”
I feel his hand go under the waistband of my shorts.
“I don’t know how we come back from this.”
A small tear falls from my right eye as my eyes move to look at Jax. He must have something in his hand as he clips something to my clit and twists. My ass lifts off the bed, but in the best possible way.
“She was the person I trusted, the only person I trusted. She knows all my secrets, and now I’m questioning every conversation I’ve ever had with her.”
He doesn’t stop twisting one of my nipples and clit until the tears fall from my eyes.
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JAX
Ipull her sleep shorts down and see the clip I found in the drawer attached to her clit. We both look at it before she rests her head back on the bed and closes her eyes. The tears streamed down her face.
She’s letting go more with me now. I wish she weren’t hurting so much that she still needs the pain. She may always need the pain. I meant what I said, though. If this is going to work with us, you can bet your ass I’m going to make her feel pleasure as well.
I take the clamp off her nipples, slowly sucking and swirling my tongue around them to soothe some pain, and put them on the bed beside me. I climb over her, my face level with her own, licking and kissing away her tears. Tears I wish she didn’t have to shed.
“Open for me, beautiful,” I say, pulling her arms above her head and into my hand.
She widens her legs for me–not what I wanted her to open.
“I meant your gorgeous green eyes.”
She opens them immediately, a smile slowly spreading across her face. I kiss her lips, my tongue slowly pushing through. I could worship every part of her body all night, but her lips, her kisses–they’re something else.
Neediness comes over her, and our kisses become harder, both of us fighting as if trying to dominate each other. I roll my hips, hitting her in just the right spot as a moan escapes her.
“More,” she mumbles as I push into her more, and our kisses become more hurried. “I need more, Jax.”
I pull away from her, both of us breathing heavily. I pull my sweats off, kicking them off so that a large chunk of my body can still be in contact with her.
I pull her up, resting my back against the headboard, and she smiles.
