Their Twisted Love (The Twisted Mosaic - Book 2) (20 page)

Talia curled into my body, her hair spilled across my chest,
sleeping peacefully and secure like nothing bad had ever happened between
us—and never would again.

No way in hell I believe that.
I brushed her hair
from her cheek and laid my hand on her steady heartbeat as I vowed to do
anything—everything—to keep this precious woman safe and happy.

Sunlight peeked over the horizon. We had a couple of hours
to linger in bed before we needed to get ready for work. I didn't mean to wake
her up, but the greedy bastard between my legs wanted a playmate.

"Mmm... morning wood." Talia stroked my impatient
cock.

"If you sleep with me every night, you'll never get any
rest."

"Oh!" She squealed as I flipped her on her back
and accosted her nipples. "Stop! Stop!" She slapped my shoulder.
"Red."

"What the fuck?" I sat back and glared down at
her.

"You can't jump me before I'm awake. That's not
fair."

"I can do whatever I want, and you'll like it."

"Is that what you think?" Her muscles tensed,
bracing for a fight.

No. Don't force her.
Change of plan. "I think...
I'd like to do unspeakable things to that sweet little body of yours." I
circled her nipple with my finger and drew a path down between her breasts.

Her eyes lit up and her skin flushed a pretty pink.
"Keep talking."

I let my hand trail off her thigh. "But I won't."

She tried to tempt me with a sexy pout. "Why not?"

"You haven't said the magic word."

"Please?"

"Close."

Talia smiled and leaned back on her elbows, surrendering her
naked body to my deviant plans. "Yes."

I crawled over her. "I love hearing that word from you."
She giggled and wrapped her arms around my neck, trying to pull me down on top
of her, but I sat up and untangled her grip. "Hold on. I'm not going to
let you get away with that slap."

"Oh please, that was a kiss compared to the
others."

"True, but you need to make up for all of those."

"You deserved them."

She had me there. "If you apologize for all the times
you hit me—"

"I will
not
." She sat up and crossed her
arms.

"Then... you'll earn a reward."

Her pose relaxed and her eyebrow arched up. "What kind
of reward?"

"You'll just have to trust me." And just that
sharp and sudden—as if she'd slapped me again—earning her trust became my
focus.

"Damn." She gnawed her lower lip, and I just about
jumped her right then. "All right. I'm sorry... for all those slaps."

Too easy.
"Thank you. I deserved every one of
them. I just wanted to see if you'd obey me."

"Asshole." She swung but stopped short, pulling
her hand back. "I want my reward."

She'd done what I asked, so I had to keep my word. "All
right. Tell me what you want me to do for you."

"And you'll do it?"

"Yep."

"No matter what?"

"Yes."
Oh shit, what have I done?

A smile twisted her lips, revealing more evil than any I
could imagine. "I want you to lick my pussy."

"Is that all?"

"No, there's more." She moved to the chair next to
my bed and sat down. "I want you on your knees, on the floor, where you
belong."

So her reward is my punishment?
"You'd better
enjoy this."

"Oh, I will." She grinned and snapped her fingers,
pointing to the floor at her feet.

As I crawled over to her, she giggled. This was
not
how I'd imagined rewarding her. I grabbed her knees and shoved them apart.

"Oh yes," she sighed. "I dreamed about
this."

I draped her legs over the armrests and nibbled her thighs,
watching for her pussy to start glistening. It didn't take long. I dragged a
fingertip down her slit, spreading the wetness as she squirmed in her seat.
Pink folds enveloped my finger as I licked my lips and waited. She might have
the advantage, but I wanted to make her beg for it.

"Lick me... right there."

I teased her clit with my thumb but withheld my tongue.

"Bend over and worship my pussy."

Worship? Where'd she hear a word like that?
Certainly
not from me or Will. She'd said it last night too, but my brain had been too
far gone to ponder the implications. Her hand slid down her body and parted her
lips, offering her sweet pussy like a prize I hadn't earned. Pure luck placed
this woman in my hands, and I should've been grateful to have her.

"Make me come."

And why is she giving orders? Shouldn't I be the boss?
Why the hell am I arguing with myself when I could be tongue fucking her?
Idiot.

I pressed my open mouth to her hot flesh, catching her
fingers and sucking on them while she purred. She pulled her hand free and
grabbed my hair, holding my face captive between her legs. I let her do it. I
surrendered and gave my lover the adoration she craved, licking her up and
down, circling and sucking while she moaned and squirmed.

"Oh God, yes!"

I paid attention to detail, flicking her sensitive clit and
stroking her soft petals, obeying her commands and denying her nothing. I'd
promised her a reward, and I wanted to make sure she got what she deserved.

"Mmm... Alex." She pulled my hair and nearly slid
off the seat, but I held her ass firm and braced her pussy with my mouth. She
clamped her arm over the back of the chair and shuddered, her thighs twitching.
"I want to come. I need to come. Please...."

Finally made her beg.
I sucked her throbbing clit and
held tight as she arched toward the ceiling. Heat washed over my face and I
gasped for breath.

"Don't stop!"

I plunged my tongue into her, thrusting and stroking her
flesh as a preview of things to come. She curled up and dug her toes into my
back, panting and cursing my ability to turn her into a quivering lump of
flesh.

Her skin jerked while I kissed a soft trail up her body to
her mouth. She caught my lips, tangling my tongue with hers as I pulled her
down on the floor and slid my cock into her hot, tight pussy. She rode me,
lying atop my chest and loving my mouth with her lips.

I grabbed a handful of her hair and she gasped as I pulled.
"Did you enjoy your reward, darlin'?" I bit her neck and she moaned.

"More than I ever imagined."

"Slut." I grabbed her ass and squeezed.

She sat up and thrust down, sending fireworks shooting up my
spine. "Now it's time for your reward."

"Do you think I deserve it?"

She got to her knees and bent over the chair, grabbing her
ass and spreading her cheeks apart to reveal the place she'd kept off-limits to
me. "Yes."

I'd been teasing her with that question, but as she looked
back over her shoulder and smiled, I believed I'd earned this prize. I moved
close behind her and nibbled her neck as I rubbed my cock in her cleft.

She moaned and bent further, raising her ass as my mouth
trailed down her back.

"Are you sure?" I slid my hand between her legs,
spreading her wetness over her tight hole and coating my cock. I eased one
finger in, then two.

"Mmm... green."

Searing heat encased my stiff dick as I pushed in slowly.

She tensed and clawed the chair, holding on while I
possessed her ass balls-deep, taking full advantage of the pleasure while she
let me. I held still for a long moment, savoring the snug fire.

"Fuck it," she moaned. "Fuck it good. I'm all
yours."

No more limits.
I pulled out and shoved back in,
losing my mind in the process, barely aware of her grunts and growls. Or were
they mine?

She shuddered and screamed, and I came hard, exploding into
her like a lit match jammed straight into a powder keg. "Holy hell!"

We collapsed on the floor, panting, holding onto each other.
"Why did you let me do that?"

"What?" She shoved her messed-up hair from her
face.

"I thought your ass was forbidden territory."

"Oh." She rested on my chest. "The first time
I did it with anyone was that night you and Will shared me. He didn't ask, he
just did it. Jay didn't ask either, he just happened to be in the right
position. I felt like I had no control with them, so when you tried it, I
wanted to have the choice."

"I always gave you a choice, baby."

"I know. You never forced me into anything, but after
all we've been through, I needed to hold onto that last bit of control until I
thought you were worth the trouble."

She thinks I'm worth it?

"I know it's silly, but...."

My heart actually ached a little and my throat got tight.
Damn,
why do my eyes sting?
"No. I'm honored."

She smiled as I kissed her, tangled and sweaty on my bedroom
floor. I could've stayed there with her all day—the rest of my previously
miserable life—but my fucking alarm shattered my intentions.

Sunlight flooded the room, and I had to pull myself up on
the nightstand to see the clock. "We should get in the shower. I'll take
you out for breakfast on the way to work."

"Mmm... sounds perfect."

I helped her stand and followed her into the master
bathroom, pinching her cute little ass while she squealed and batted my hands
away. I turned on the shower, and we soaped each other, tangling bodies and
tongues. In no time, my dick got hard beneath her slippery hands. I picked her
up and pinned her against the wall, and my cock slid between her legs as I
wrapped them around my waist.

"Alex." She squirmed and my erection slipped
behind her.

I adjusted my grip on her ass. "What?"

Her eyes lit up and she gave me that permissive smile.
"Green."

"Oh, you beautiful slut."

***

"So, let's review what we've done to this point."

"Huh?" I sat back as the waitress picked up our
menus. "I ordered pancakes for breakfast. And you?"

Talia laughed. "No," she leaned over the table and
whispered, "our playing dirty... experiment."

Plates and silverware clattered in the nearly empty diner.
The waitress argued with the cook, and then sniped at her impatient customer.
No one paid any attention to us.

"I see. You want a summation."

She sipped her orange juice and nodded. "What we liked,
didn't like."

"I liked your ankles tied to my headboard. Your bare
ass makes a gorgeous presentation." I framed the image with my hands.

Her upper lip curled. "Such a gentleman." Then she
smiled and squirmed. "I liked it, too."

"I thought you hated being passive."

"True, I missed not being able to respond, but I loved
feeling helpless, letting you take control of my body and do as you pleased."

I shifted closer to the table to hide my sprouting wood.
"What else did you like?"

She let the waitress set our food on the table, and then
grinned at me as the harried woman dashed back to the kitchen. "Being the
buttery spread in an all-male sandwich."

"That's no surprise."

The sparkle in her eyes faded. "But you didn't."

I recalled our threesomes—all of them—and remembering how my
woman had gone wild while riding two cocks hardened my dick on the spot.
"No, I didn't like your little game, the way you deceived me and
Jay."

"I didn't know how else to get what I wanted."

I pulled the fork from her hand and tangled her fingers with
mine. "You need to trust me, babe. I brought in another guy to help me
give you everything you wanted. You were always the center of attention."

"I definitely liked that." She sighed and stabbed
her scrambled eggs. "Too much. I forgot to consider your feelings."

I sliced my stack of pancakes. "I'm used to it."

An indignant gasp escaped her. "All right. Tell me what
you
liked... besides binding my body in perverted positions."

An image of her naked, suspended ass flashed through my
mind, but I banished it and told her the truth. "I liked pushing your
boundaries, testing your limits."

"Making me say no, er, red." She smiled. "Me
too. I liked the idea of doing something so dangerous that saying no wasn't
enough to stop us."

"Giving me total control."

"But knowing I had the ultimate power."

"There's that selfish streak again."

Talia shook her head. "No. Maybe... but having the
ability to bring everything to a halt... or let it take us somewhere we've
never been before...." She sat up straight and slipped her hand below the
table, and I could tell by the motion of her arm that she'd rubbed it between
her thighs. "Huge turn-on."

My knee caressed hers as I moved to give my dick room to
breathe. "So the jury says...?"

She munched on a strip of bacon. "Hmm... not enough
evidence to make a decision. We need to investigate this a little more."

I tapped my fork on the table. "So ordered."

"Oh, you're the judge?"

"Damn right, baby."

The waitress brought our check before we'd finished eating.

"Damn, she's in a hurry." I laid some cash on the
table.

Talia downed her juice and eyed the money. "Did you pay
Jay for... the last time?"

"I left him a couple of messages, but he hasn't called
back."

"Give me his number. I'll call him."

"Why?" Saving a couple hundred bucks didn't bother
me.

"I feel bad about stiffing him."

"Oh, he was plenty stiff."

She rolled her eyes. "What are you? Twelve?"

I shrugged and texted the number to her phone.

"Thank you. I need to get back to the hotel so I can change
clothes."

"I gotta get to the office."

"Just drop me off. I'll walk. I love the sunny mornings
here."

I jammed a piece of cold toast in my mouth and followed her
out the door.

***

"So, how was dinner?" Claire leaned over her desk
and linked her fingers under her chin, grinning like a chatty schoolgirl.