Beautiful Lies (Breaking Belles #2) - Alta Hensley Page 0,9

dick or no.”

Well, that got a reaction. His eyes flashed. “You don’t want to play with me, little girl.”

I climbed up on the bed and laid back, hiking up my voluminous pink dress. Next, I slid out of my underwear. Not a small feat considering how much fabric there was to the gown.

Then I laid there with my legs open, staring at Sully as if daring him.

Okay, inside I was freaking the hell out. But false bravado had gotten me through my share of shitshows in the past, and the sooner this was over, the better.

Sully hesitated a moment, looking down at me.

Behind him, Elders lined the walls, standing like sentries in front of the dark red curtains that hung ceiling to floor. Some had hands in their pants as they watched us; some touched themselves over their robes.

I blinked and refocused my attention back on Sully. The only way I was going to get through this was by concentrating on him and him alone. I arched an eyebrow. “Well, are you going to stick it in or what?”

A few guffaws of laughter came from the peanut gallery, which clearly enraged Sully. And then he walked the few steps to the bed, kicking off his tuxedo pants and boxers as he approached.

My eyes immediately widened. He was suddenly looking not as drunk, and holy hell, one glance down showed he was very ready to take care of business.

In fact, I’d never seen any cock so long or thick in my life. My mouth went dry, and it wasn’t until he laid a knee on the bed that my eyes flew back to his face.

“So, the whore likes what she sees.”

Whore? What a hypocritical son of a—

But before I could make any sort of intelligent rebuttal, he’d put his huge cock at my entrance. I felt my eyes go as wide as saucers at the same time I slickened, readying for him.

Everything I’d learned about this man in the past ten minutes made me despise him.

But my body… well my body hadn’t exactly gotten the message. All I heard was that the hottest man I’d ever laid eyes on was currently hovering over me, massaging back and forth over my clit with the most glorious cock of all time and—

I couldn’t help the full-body spasm of pleasure as I arched into Sully.

And bastard that he was, he didn’t miss it either. A big, satisfied smile stretched across his face.

That damn smile sent another rush of wetness to my center, easing the way for his cock to slide in about half an inch. Oh dear God—

I missed this feeling. Who was I kidding? I’d never felt anything like this.

Then again, I’d always dated safe boys. Boys who fucked quick in the back seat of cars and always called the next day.

Not this dangerous heat and angry intensity.

Sully moved the slightest bit, grinding into me so his shaft rubbed down against my clit, and I about lost my damn mind.

“That’s right,” he rasped. “You lie there and take what I give you.”

I wanted to argue. I should bite back with a cutting comment. But then he thrust all the way in, and all I could do was widen my legs and welcome him home.

So, he was an asshole. He was an asshole who was about to give me the best sex of my life. It was a sign of maturity to learn how to compromise, right?

I lifted a leg and hiked it over his ass, trying to draw him in closer.

He liked that, if the way he pulled back and then slammed back in were any indication.

For a second, I thought maybe he’d forgotten the rest of the world and was in it just as much as I was.

Of course, I should have known better. If I’d learned anything about Sully in my short acquaintance, it was that he was a stubborn bastard.

He turned his head back to the group of Elders as he continued fucking me, each time dragging tortuously against my clit and taking me higher and higher.

“This isn’t fucking normal, you know that, don’t you?” he called to them, never slowing his pace. “Go home to your wives! What are you even doing here? Gathering spank bank material to jack off to later? It’s fucking messed up.”

I should be appalled he was using having sex with me as an object lesson. If he thought this was all so screwed up, why the hell was he participating? And participating so… damn…