Bound to Her, Deborah Pin [kiss me liar novel english .TXT] 📗

He’d just made love to the woman he’d fallen in love with and the most he’d been willing to say was he cared.

Then he got pissed at her for putting him on the spot and not simply accepting that she was worth all that. She was but he’d not convinced her

of it or even gone so far as to try. He’d simply walked away from her.

He cooked a frozen pizza and chugged a beer. He was working up the

nerve to call her and apologize but he didn’t get the chance to prepare.

When there was a knock on his door he knew it was her before he even

answered. His heart started racing, his cock started dancing and his mind

started spinning. He couldn’t fuck this up again.

“Hi.”

“Hi.”

Then they just stared at each other. She nibbled on her lip while he gripped the doorframe. He stood back but said nothing. When she

passed him, her eyes flashed sideways. He reached for her arm and stilled her.

Her chest heaved and she couldn’t seem to look at him. She was as nervous as he was but the moment he closed the door behind her, he kissed her. She was stunned for half a second until her body melted into

his, her arms wrapped around him and her tongue pushed gently past his lips.

He moaned at the feel of her tongue in his mouth and his hands

gripped and dug into the sides of her waist. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have

walked away like that.” He was talking between kisses.

“No. I shouldn’t have questioned you. I need you. I need you here.”

Her fingernails curled against his skin under the back of his shirt and he

pushed her toward the stairs.

“I like it the first way you said it.”

“I need you.”

“I need you too.” He was pushing her body back and she’d taken the

first step upstairs. He couldn’t stop kissing her and her mouth was just as

eager. The first step up put her just below his eye level and he stripped

her shirt off over her head quickly before he attacked her lips again. She

was already pushing his t-shirt up over his head too and she dropped it

to the floor behind him as he pushed her up another step.

She was wearing a pair of yoga capris and he peeled them down her

hips, leaving her underwear in place. It wasn’t as if he didn’t want her out of those as well but he wasn’t in any hurry. He pushed her up another step once her pants were around her ankles and he removed her

slip-on hiking shoes from her feet as she stepped out of her pants and moved up another step.

He unclasped her bra and pulled it from her arms. He dropped his mouth to her uninjured breast and sucked her nipple into his mouth as

she moaned and ran her fingers through his hair. “Sit.” He spoke with her skin in his mouth but he released his hold on her nipple as she sank

down to sit on the step two levels up from her. He’d gotten her halfway

up the stairs already and he intended to keep her here for a while.

Her underwear was sheer and white and he could see everything

under the fabric easily. He slipped his middle finger under the leg opening and ran the back of his finger down over her sex. She

whimpered and he met her gaze, daring her to hold his eyes. Her brow

flinched and her lips parted as she quietly panted but she didn’t look away. When he slipped his finger between the lips of her sex, he felt the

silken moisture of her arousal coating his finger and she cried out at the

first contact he made with her clit.

She whimpered when he abruptly pulled away and stood. He stood

below her on the steps and as he reached for the waist of his jeans, he let

his gaze travel every inch of her. She was seated with her legs open but

as his eyes invaded her, she started to close her legs.

“Don’t you dare.” He uttered it as his fingers deftly undid his jeans and slid the zipper down. She paused, met his gaze for a moment and then dropped her knees out wide again. She studied his hands as he slid

his jeans and underwear down his legs and then stepped out of them, abandoning them on the step below him. When he was undressed in

front of her, she zoned in on his cock and he stepped up between her legs

as she reached for his erection.

She leaned forward and he held his breath as he watched her lips part

to take him in her mouth. He wanted to watch every last move she made

but his eyes fluttered closed as the warm heat of her mouth enveloped him.

The deep groan coming from his throat was out of his control and the

slow thrusting of his hips was manipulated completely by the sucking of

her mouth. She pulled him, taking him as far as she could before releasing him. He watched when she licked around the throbbing and engorged head of his cock. She licked away the precum as it appeared

and then kissed gently down the length of his erection.

She pushed her hips forward on the step to sink her body lower and

she gripped his buttocks, pulling and holding him tight to her as she sucked first one testicle and then the other. She cupped them, licked them, taunted them until his dick was ready to beg for more attention.

But she seemed to sense his threshold and just as soon as he thought he

couldn’t take any more of her exquisite torture, her palm squeezed around the shaft of his cock and her mouth slowly made its way back up

to the head.

Her eyes peered up to him. “Lie back.” She let the cock head fall from

her lips as she leaned back against the steps behind and above her. He climbed up her body, planting a knee on the step that supported her back. His other foot was on the other side of her body on the same step

and as he used his hand to guide himself to her mouth, her hands reached up and gripped his bottom.

He humped her mouth with a slow and even stroke, supporting his

body with a hand on the stair above her head and the other hand gripping the spindle beside them. He thrust, watching his dick sink into

her mouth as he kept his eyes trained between their bodies. He was already dreaming of tasting her pussy. Every time he remembered that sweet flavor she had his balls tightened and his cock pulsed.

He was moaning. He was trying to stop but he couldn’t. When he

started saying her name over and over, it was in a desperate attempt to

get her to stop because he was beyond ending this. He wanted to come in

her mouth so bad he had visions of it in his mind, but as the sound of her

name rolling off his tongue became more desperate, her eyes flashed to

his and she stilled. He stayed panting over her body as she released him

from her mouth and when he could move again he slowly descended

back down along her body and kneeled between her legs.

Her lips were glistening and they were parted as she waited for his touch. He pulled the fabric between her legs to the side and just stared.

Her legs were wide open and she was wet. He used his other hand to stroke one very gentle glide from her clit to her entry. She shuddered and

when he reached her opening, he pressed his middle finger slowly into

her as her muscles contracted around him.

He pushed all the way to his knuckle and when he withdrew he

pushed in again with his index finger alongside his middle. He pushed as far as he could and then curled his fingers as his knuckles grinded against the soft wet skin surrounding her sex.

She cried out and he continued the back-and-forth movement. When

he started thrusting in and out as he twisted, her cries turned loud and

she gripped the edge of the stair at either hip. Her pussy was clenched and tightened around his fingers and she pushed her hips down toward

him. When he leaned his mouth to her clit and sucked it harshly between

his lips, her hips bucked and she swore.

She instantly looked embarrassed but as he sucked her harder she got

over it. She started pushing and grinding against his mouth as her hips

moved and writhed against him. He watched her fall apart and she was

moaning his name when she came, gripping his hair with her fingers.

She collapsed back on to the stairs with her legs splayed wide—one braced against a spindle and the other bent and dropped open. She was

breathing deeply as he moved up, letting his dick tease the wet lips of her sex. She instantly tried to move her hips to line up with the head of

his cock but he stilled her hips with a firm hand to her belly that held her in place.

He licked her lips, waiting for her mouth to open and when it did he

slipped his tongue in. He wanted her to taste what he enjoyed so much

and he explored her mouth for a while as her hips wriggled. It was useless with his palm holding her in place and when she became

Chapter Twenty

frustrated enough she spoke. “Please.” There was little more needed than

that.

“Turn around.”

She was nervous as hell now. Who wouldn’t be? If the bright daylight

sun filling the house weren’t enough, the large hanging light that lit up

the open entryway was enough to make anyone blush. She nodded and

he released the pressure on her tummy as she pulled herself up, turned

around and climbed up a stair. She was on her knees but her legs were

closed and she was upright. She knew that wasn’t going to get her anywhere but she was terrified to move.

“Bend over and spread your legs.” Could she do this? Here, now,

with this gorgeous man watching her? As he watched from his place

below her body, she opened her legs to his view and bent over the stair in front of her and he inhaled a deep breath and hummed his satisfaction.

She could feel her legs trembling and he climbed up behind her and

held her waist in his strong hands. He shushed her as she shook and then

he dropped a hand to his dick and used it to prod and nudge at her sex.

Katrina was touching herself again, waiting to feel that incredible sensation she liked so much. But what she didn’t expect was to be called

out on it.

“Why do you like to touch?” He was leaning over her body, speaking

in her ear. His free hand was on the top landing, gripping the edge as he

pushed so slow into her body it was torturing her.

“I don’t know.” She grunted quietly as she spoke and he nudged

slightly deeper.

“Yes you do. Tell me.” His breath was warm against her earlobe and

she shuddered.

“I like to feel it.” He wanted honesty? He was getting it. She was powerless to deny him.

“You need your fingers to feel this?” He thrust deep and hard to her

core in one smooth invasive move that left her groaning.

“No! I like the way our skin feels.” She was whimpering as she said it.

“My skin? Yours?” He was moving his hips with every word he

spoke and she was falling apart with every movement.

“Yes!” She cried it out this time. He was deep, painfully deep inside

her.

“What does your pussy feel like?” He stayed still inside her body. He

was refusing to move until she talked.

“Soft.”

“Definitely.”

“Wet.” He could tell she was trying not to pant as she spoke now.

“Most definitely. What do I feel like?”

“Hard. But smooth.” He ground into her. “So fucking hard.”

“You like to feel it go in, don’t you?” He pulled gently from her entirely, leaving her empty and trembling.

She seemed to be barely holding it together when she spoke again.

“Yes.”

“What do you like the most?” He held perfectly still for a moment before inching past her entry slowly. “Do you like to feel my cock head

push past your pussy lips?”

She felt the pop as he inched forward with a quiet moan and she cried

out. “Or do you like the long stroke of my shaft as I push deep into you?”

He moved equally slow as he pushed toward her center and she moaned

at the tormenting pleasure.

“Or do you like that last impossible inch of depth as I push farther than I have any business going?” He practically nudged her guts as he sank deep, grinding his hips between her legs. He moaned through

gritted teeth.

“Yes.” Her body was shaking and her insides were clenching tight

around him as she spoke.

“You’re going to have to share that experience with me next time.

Right now I’m going to fuck you hard and fast and you better brace yourself or you’re going to get thrown into the step in front of you.”

He started pumping into her body, thrusting and retreating harshly as

she gripped a spindle in one hand and the step at her shoulder in another. She didn’t need her fingers to feel the swift and deep

penetrations. He scorched her channel with every stroke, doing his best

to bring her close to orgasm before pulling her back from the brink over

and over and over.

He was pounding so hard he was nearly lifting her knees to the step

above her. When he wrapped his arms around her waist, it was to lift her

body up the last couple steps and sink into her as he planted her on the

landing. Her chest was to the floor and she looked back to his foot braced

against the last spindle as he pistoned into her from behind at a violent

pace.

She’d thought he was deep the first time they’d made love. But this time he was so deep it felt as if he were crawling inside her body to consume her from the inside out. She was damn aroused, she was still dripping with need and his every swift and powerful invasion sent her just that much closer to losing control.

“Oh fuck, Kat!” She moved her fingers back down between her legs and let them touch his length as he passed into her body over and over

and over again and when she finally fell apart he did too.

He held still and deep as he came and she trembled and whimpered

as her knees threatened to give out. She eventually crumpled to the floor

as he did too. Lying on the man’s upstairs hallway floor wasn’t exactly how she saw