Their Twisted Love (The Twisted Mosaic - Book 2) (5 page)

But now Talia needed me, and I couldn't turn that damn
switch off. "All right." I looked at the blonde and shook my head.
"Where are you?"

"Our beach."

Well shit.
"I'll be there in ten minutes."
I clicked the phone off without waiting for her reply.

"Problem?" Ms. Yummy Tits slid her hand up my arm.
Damn it, what's her name?

"Sorry, baby. I gotta go help a friend."

"Will you be back?" She lowered her shoulder and
let her strap slip down her arm, revealing a tempting amount of flesh.
Nice
move.

"I'd like to...." But then I remembered who I was
meeting. "No. Not tonight."

"Tomorrow?"

I shook my head.
Will's Hard and Fast Rule number four:
No second meetings. Ever.
I slapped some cash on the bar. "Enjoyed the
drinks."

She grabbed my arm as I stood up. "Can I get your
number?"

Rule number three: no contact information.
"Goodnight
gorgeous." I leaned down and kissed her pouty red lips.

She fondled my crotch and I lingered.
You're gonna trade
a sure thing for Talia's hot mess?
"Yep." I winked and walked out
the door.

***

Our beach—a weathered, washed out pier on Lake Michigan.
Soft moonlight cast long shadows, hiding my truck beside the looming timbers.
Deserted and desolate, the perfect place for nasty dealings—criminal or carnal.
This was where we'd had sex the first time... and that other time.

Talia was leaning against a rotted post, a six pack minus
two in one hand, an open bottle in the other. I pulled up next to her and
opened the tailgate. She climbed on, swinging her feet as I spread a ragged
quilt in the truck bed.

"Think you're gonna get laid?"

"Just trying to make you comfortable, sweetheart."
I hopped on next to her and grabbed a beer. "What happened?"

"How the hell should I know? One minute, I was doing
just fine. Happy and shit. And then I get an email from a friend. Not even a
friend... a girl I met once. Once! And my life went to hell all over
again." She polished off her beer and opened another one.

"Slow down, babe." Drunk and emotional.
Just
what I need.
"A girl messed you up?" I definitely wanted to hear
more of
that
story.

"And then I get home and tell Scott I'm ready to fuck
him, but he said, 'No, you're not in the right place.' I hate it when he's all
perceptive and understanding." She rolled her eyes.

"Who's Scott?"

"My boyfriend."

"Ah." I swallowed the rest of my beer.
Just get
it over with.
"Tell me about him."

"He's a good guy. His last name is Valentine. Isn't
that sweet?" A goofy smile brightened her face.

So sweet I wanted to puke. "Uh-huh."

"We met grocery shopping. What could be safer than
that?"

"Is he good in bed?"

"Why is that always the first question?" She
glared at me and tipped backward as she slapped her hands on her hips.

I grabbed her shoulder and steadied her. "Guys like to
know who they're competing with."

"Bullshit. You want to know if he's better than
you."

"Isn't that what I just said?"

She slapped her palm over her face. "Fuck me. I don't
know. I still haven't slept with him."

"Why not?"

A sliver of moonlight slipped between the weather-beaten
planks, revealing determined eyes. "Because I want to do it right this
time. I want to wait till I'm sure he's not going to hurt me."

"Who says that's right?" The wind stirred Talia's
hair, and I glanced over her shoulder. Foamy waves rippled along the beach.
Who
am I to lecture her about doing the right thing?
"Getting hurt...
getting hurt sucks, but you can't hide from life. That's not the Talia I know."

She grumbled and opened another bottle. "What do you
know?"

I snatched the beer and poured it in the sand.

"Hey!"

I started flipping the empty bottle in one hand. "Why
did you call me tonight?"

She shrugged.

Not what I wanted. "Did Scott hurt you?"

"No. No, he fully supports waiting for sex. Not like
you or Alex."

The bottle bounced off my fingers and hit the ground.
"Ow. Fucking hell." I knew she'd bring up that name sooner or later.
I was hoping for not at all. "Then he's probably good for you."
Damn
it, why'd I dump that beer?

"He's a lawyer too, contract law, works for a
corporation. He's really good at reading my feelings and understanding my
motives. But Scott uses his powers for good, not evil." She giggled and
snorted. "He's the anti-Alex."

"Sounds like a nice guy."

"Yeah. Nice. I don't want nice." Moonlight
sparkled in her eyes. "I want evil."

I didn't have to ask who she meant.
"So why did
you call
me
?"

She searched for an unopened beer, cussing when she couldn't
find one. Then she looked at me and tucked a fluttering strand of hair behind
her ear. "I'm working with Alex. His assistant, the girl I met at a
paralegal conference a few years ago, found out I'm doing forensic accounting
now, and called me to help them track down some money."

Damn it.
She'd gone to Alex. "Did you sleep with
him?"

She crossed her arms over her chest. "Does it
matter?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

I clenched my jaw until my teeth hurt. "Because I need
to know."

She arched an eyebrow and a sly grin twisted her sexy lips.
"You wanna watch?"

"No."

Coppery hair blew in her eyes as she laughed. "I didn't
sleep with him."

Good.
"But you want to."
Don't do this
to yourself, Will.

"Hell yeah. But I'm dating Scott." She snarled and
pointed her finger at me. "Don't say it."

I had to. "That never stopped you before. Ow!"
Damn woman slapped me right across the face. Even drunk, she still had a strong
arm.

"That was
not
my fault. You two bastards played
me."

"I know. I'm sorry." The wind picked up and waves
crashed against the old pier. "How is Alex?"

"Same arrogant, manipulative, irresistible...."

Why'd she have to go there?
"You still haven't
answered my question."

"Huh?"

"Why call me?"

She rolled her eyes and heaved a sigh. "It's been six
months since I had sex. I can't wait any longer. I need a cock between my
legs—one that doesn't have batteries...."

The rest of her plea got lost as I did some quick
calculations.
She hasn't slept with the boyfriend—or Alex—hasn't gotten any
in six months... that means I was the last guy to get my dick in her.

"I called you because I need to get laid, and I need to
get it from someone who arouses me."

My dick stirred. "Scott doesn't?"

"Yes, but only on a physical level. You piss me
off."

"So does Alex."
What the hell am I doing?

"But he isn't here right now. You are."

I shifted, giving my erection room to grow. "Now you're
pissing me off."

"Good." She slid closer to me and ran her hand up
my thigh, teasing the bulge in my crotch. "I want to arouse your passion.
We never had that until Alex got involved."

My spine stiffened as her fingers spider-crawled up my
zipper. "Is that what we were missing?"

"Maybe. Things got a lot hotter between you and me
after I started screwing him."

Did
not
want to hear that, but I couldn't argue with
her. "You're doing a nice job 'arousing' me, babe."

She dragged her tongue up my neck to my ear. "What'll
it take to get you to rip my clothes off?"

I shook my head and hopped off the truck. "Can't be
done."

"Why? Is it because I'm in a relationship?"

"No. Relationships are a crock. Your boyfriend doesn't
bother me."

"What does?" She crawled across the tailgate,
prowling like a panther.

"Our history."
Hard and Fast Rule number two:
never dig up the past.

She grabbed my shirt and clawed her way up my chest.
"Screw history. You want me."

"Doesn't matter." My heart hammered. I knew she
felt it.

"I want you."

"I know."
Rule. Number. One. Never fuck Talia
again.

She slid her hands behind my neck, twirling my hair around
her fingers and sending sparks straight to my rebellious dick. "I haven't
fucked Alex... yet... but he made me come."

Deep breath. Don't let her play you.
"I'm sure
he did."

"Twice. No, three times. His office, the conference
room, the alley."

"Sounds like fun."

"But with you and me—just once and done. That's all I
need."

Fuck my rules.
I grabbed the little slut's shoulders
and shoved her down on the quilt.

"Yessss," she hissed. Her thighs splayed as I fell
on top of her.

I grabbed the back of her neck. "Is this what you want,
slut?"

She giggled and arched into me, grinding her hot cunt
against my hard dick. "Fuck me, Alex."

Her devious eyes sparkled. She'd said the wrong name on
purpose—just to provoke me. But as I grabbed her collar and ripped her shirt
straight down the middle, I knew she was getting exactly what she wanted.

"Oh!" She gasped and locked her ankles behind my
knees, arching back to let her ripped shirt fall off and expose her bare
breasts.

I sucked her stiff nipples while we wrestled her shorts to
the ground. She draped her legs over my shoulders and I dove in, licking and
tasting every juicy bit.
Ahh... sweet Talia pussy.
I'd missed that. I
licked her slowly, swirling my tongue in and around her tasty flesh, adding my
fingers when she begged for more. Nibbling, biting harder than most girls could
stand, but she thanked me.

"Yes! I needed this."

This. Not me.

She squirmed and shuddered beneath me, so I grabbed her
knees and pinned them to the truck bed, spreading her wide open and exposing
her pink pussy to the damp lakeshore air. My cock tingled, eager for another
plunge.

"Fuck me, Alex. Will. Whoever. Just fuck me!"

Whoever?
Walk away, damn it.

Talia didn't care who fucked her. And neither did I.

I grabbed my belt buckle and unzipped my jeans while she
finger-fucked herself. She closed her eyes and moaned, and I wondered who she
was thinking about when she circled her clit and squealed.
Probably not me.
So
I decided to pound him out of her head. I planted my feet in the sand, dragged
her ass across the quilt and slammed into her greedy pussy.

She hissed and grabbed my thighs, scratching my skin while I
let the hammer down. I lifted her ankles and locked them behind my neck so I
could drive in deep. She gasped and grabbed the tailgate for leverage and
thrust back, slamming her ass against my thighs as if she was trying to
exorcise some demon, some tormenter.
Maybe we can cast him out of each
other.
Hellfire boiled in my blood, teasing my trapped cock. Something
fought to escape me.

But I wouldn't let it loose yet. If she wanted to use me, I
wanted to make sure I got thoroughly used.

"Oh God, yes!" She clenched and trapped my hips
between her knees. I rubbed her clit while she squirmed and tugged on her
nipples. "Oh yes, Will! I needed you."

I didn't believe that for a second, but it was nice to hear.
"Scoot up. Roll over." I pulled out and she obeyed, lying on her
stomach while I climbed into the truck bed and pinned her thighs between my
knees. Her ass jiggled and I bent over and chomped on it.

"Ow! What the fuck!" Tears sprang to her eyes.

What the fuck?
I'd never hurt her before. But it felt
damn good. "I left my mark on you." I leaned over and grabbed a
handful of her hair.

Her body went rigid as my teeth closed on her shoulder.
"Don't. He'll see."

"Who? Your boyfriend? Or Alex?"

"Shut up."

I laughed and shoved my cock between her thighs, claiming
her hot, tight pussy. "Your cunt is mine tonight. He needs to know
that."

She whimpered and tried to throw me off, but that never
worked. We groaned as I slid in deeper. I fell on top of her, squashing her
between my body and the truck. "Do you remember our first fuck?"

Her muscles tensed, but her pussy got wet.

"Right here in my truck, in this same spot. It was so
damn cold that night, but you pulled your pants off and spread your legs for me
like you were on fire."

"Only because you begged me to."

"No, you couldn't get enough. I'll never forget how
quickly your sweet little nipples responded to my touch." I slipped my
hand under her chest and grabbed a hard pebble. She moaned and mashed her
breast into my palm. "And then I tried to get my hand into your pants, but
they were too tight, so I had to unzip them."

"Yes, you did."

"But you didn't let me stop there. Before I could touch
you, you were naked from the waist down, riding my hand and begging for my
cock."

She pressed her face against the quilt as I slid my hand
under her hips and fingered her clit.

"How many times did I make you come?" I whispered
the words in her ear, and she came in a cascade of quivers.

"Twice."

"Is that all?" The first one had taken a lot of
effort, but after she started fucking Alex, we learned to make her come easy
and often. "You've already come twice tonight. Let's see how many more
times...." I pinched her swollen clit between my fingers.

"Oh God, no!"

"Three." Every time she came, her pussy clenched
hotter and wetter. Somehow I hung on to reality, but the living orgasm beneath
me pushed me closer and closer to the edge.

I planted my knees and fucked her, smashing my groin against
her bruised ass. "Do you remember our last fuck?"