Sweet Little Lies (Dirty Little Lies Duet #2) - J.D. Hollyfield Page 0,17
I stay on the line, listening to him breathe and waiting, hoping he explains. Please tell me. Don’t make me beg for it.
“I thought you were hanging up?”
“Why did you leave like that? Why’d you do that to me?” Even I can hear the hurt in my tone. I’m angry. Humiliated. The memory of how he left me…
“You weren’t ready,” he replies.
“I wasn’t ready? How was I not ready? Armageddon could have been happening around us, and I wouldn’t have cared. I was ready.”
“You’re not ready, little bird—”
“Oh, stop calling me that childish nickname. I’m not a kid anymore.”
“What would you like me to call you then, pet? Are you still my pet, Hazel?”
God, say no. Tell him he’s fucked up, and you want nothing to do with him. Lie to him and tell him your body isn’t buzzing with anticipation to become his.
“No. I’m not.” The lie burns up my throat.
“Lies will cost you, pet.”
A sharp sound slices through the phone. But it’s a woman’s moan I hear after that sickens me.
“What was that?” I dare ask.
“That was the sound of my whip, pet.”
“And the other?”
“That was the sound of a willing woman, ready for me to take whatever she offers.”
My stomach turns at the image of him with another woman. “You son of a bitch.”
Another crack. Another moan.
“A lash for every lie, little bird.” He accentuates the nickname to prove his point.
“Why are you doing this? You know I want you. Why are you doing this to me?”
“Tell me who you belong to.”
“I belong to no one,” I snap back.
Another crack. Another moan.
“Stop!” I scream. “Why are you doing this?”
“Tell me who you belong to, and I will stop. I will stop inflicting the pain meant for you on this beautiful woman. Tell me who you belong to, and I’ll refrain from fucking her instead of you. Tell me—”
“You. I belong to you.”
He pulls the phone away and speaks, “I no longer have use for you. Leave.” Then he’s back with me. “Tell me, pet. Have you touched yourself since my fingers have been inside you?”
Bastard. I grit my teeth. “No.”
“Good,” he says, then hangs up.
Gabriel
Three days later…
My eyes are glued to the naked woman dancing in front of me, but my mind is elsewhere. Heath is rambling about something, but I can’t focus enough to pay attention. The only thing I see is her. Pink. Wet. Willing.
I slam my scotch, shooing the girl away to fetch me another. “I’m thinking of taking up a new girl,” I blurt out. I need complete control to feel like myself. And right now, someone has me out of sorts.
“What happened to your old one? You break her already?” He laughs, taking a sip of his bourbon.
“She doesn’t shine like she used to. It’s time to replace her.” It’s no secret I go through toys as fast as some go through underwear. I like them shiny and new. When they dull, I set them free. I have rules and specific tastes. When a woman no longer fulfills those tastes, she’s useless to me.
“You know, that shit is going to catch up to you one day. Some may consider your tastes borderline illegal.”
He has no idea.
It’s illegal, all right, but only really in the eyes of friendship and morals. Hazel is of age, which is just about the only thing on my side. I’ve shared a private room with girls a time or two with Heath, so he knows my needs, and there’s no hiding how much of a sadistic motherfucker I can be. If he even got wind of Hazel and I. Where the fuck is that girl with my drink? “Enough about me. What has you wound all tight? Looking for a woman to take all your problems away?”
“More like a girl the same age as my fucking daughter.”
This grabs my attention. “Ah, now you’re speaking my language. Do tell.”
Heath is typically stressed; he’s a powerful man in his line of business and doesn’t pull a shit ton of money without bearing the weight of the responsibility behind it. But lately, he’s been wound tighter than usual.
“What’s there to tell? Hazel has a roommate who makes my blood boil. Just the sound of her voice makes me want to drive my cock down her throat. She’s fucking eighteen, man, and I can’t stop thinking about ripping her in two. Jesus, I’ve lost my mind. I just need to get some pussy. That’s my problem. Ignore me.” He slams the rest