Living a Lie (Book 0.5 in The Lie Series) Read Online Free PDF

my
veins. I could no longer deny it, I was wet and totally aroused.
I’d never felt so turned on even when James was actively fucking
me. I got to the top of the stairs, turned left, and almost slammed
into a door.

    “Come in,” I heard Sir say from a
distance.

    I cautiously opened the door and
stepped into what appeared to be a padded room. I jumped and
dropped the cellphone at the sound of the lock snapping closed. It
was dark, but well over a hundred candles glowed within the gloomy
walls. I never saw Sir, just suddenly felt his solid body at my
back and his breath swish down my neck. My heart raced in my chest
until he slithered his arms around my waist. His lips worked over
the contour of my ear causing a shiver to prickle down my spine. I
gasped. He stepped back and started to unzip my dress.

    “Think of a word you won’t forget,” he
said and slid the dress off my shoulder, letting it pool on the
ground. However, the soft sound of his voice lured me in until I
never noticed I stood exposed in only the underwear he had
delivered earlier to my home.

    “Why?” I started to turn around, but
he gripped my shoulders stopping me. I couldn’t even turn my head.
I wanted to do nothing that Sir might consider defiant.

    “Because you need a safe word if you
want me to stop.”

    “Does your subs often use one?” My
eyelids fluttered before I closed them.

    “I’ve never had a sub use one before.
As an experienced Dom I thrive on reading my sub’s body. A true Dom
will stop long before a safe word is needed, but I need you to know
you have the power to stop everything.”

    “Red,” slipped out of my lips as he
gathered my hands together. The rope that he used to bind them was
soft and felt of silk.

    Everything went dark as he
pressed a scrape of red material over my eyes. Incased in complete
darkness, I was aware of nothing but his touch. He was gentle.
Almost too gentle as if he was frightened he would chase me away.
Then he was gone. I twirled around and around trying to find him.
He was nowhere to be found. The wait was crippling. I started to
hyperventilate then suddenly the room was filled with the sounds
of Nine Inch Nail’s
Closer . My heart beat in rhythm with that
awful song. However, a single tear fell down my cheek. Something
told me Sir could have written the words to that very song. He was
possibly more depraved than I even dreamed. No matter what the
state of his mind was, my body craved his return.

    I didn’t sense him anywhere around me
until I felt his hands skim the band on my panties. His touch was
like an electric current through me. I tasted the juice of a cherry
as he ran it across my lips.

    “I’ve always loved the taste of
cherries, and tonight, I get to taste the most delectable cherry of
them all.”

    I no longer felt the cherry upon my
lips, but I soon tasted it as Sir kissed me and swished the cherry
from his mouth to mine. I took three steps back at the intrusion,
and bumped into something soft. He shoved me back. I realized it
was a bed. My back was lying against my hands and the downy softest
of a mattress when I first felt his lips smooth over the plains of
my stomach. He untied my hands only to retie them almost instantly
to what I assumed was the bedpost. He kissed me hard and furiously,
and I was almost positive I would still be able to feel his
stubbled jaw rough and heavy against my face the next day. His
broad chest rose and fell as he nudged his hand over the wet spot
on my panties.

    “Damn, you’re too much, Mrs. Black.
Already wet and I’ve just gotten started,” he whispered as he
worked the pad of one finger under the panties and over my clit. I
opened my mouth to speak, but a moan escaped instead.

    He brought his hand to my face and
caressed my cheek. “Taste yourself. See what exquisiteness I get to
savor tonight.” He placed his finger on my lip. I drew his index
finger into my mouth and wrapped my mouth tightly around it,
sucking hard. Sir