Deceptions: A Collection

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Authors: Shiloh Walker
she’d built around herself. Not without hurting her.
    “I’ve got guys talking to me.”
    He tensed. “What? Where are you? Are you safe?”
    “No…” A nervous giggle escaped her but he barely heard it as the rage bled through, trying to take him over again.
    “Not that. Decker, it’s the website.”
    Through the pulse of his own blood pounding in his ears, he caught those words. He’d been halfway out the door, but now he paused. “The website.”
    “Yeah. Um. On my wall. Some of them are talking to me. I’ve already had three guys ask me out.”
    Fucccckkkk…
    Dragging a hand down his face, he shut the door and slumped against it. A new kind of rage, the small and mean and petty kind twisted inside him, even as something warm settled in his heart as he understood that odd note he’d heard in her voice. Bemusement. Shocked, puzzled bemusement. “Lizzie, what did you think would happen? You’re gorgeous and you put up pictures where any guy with eyes could see it and you think nobody is going to notice?”
    “But I’m not…”
    “Stop it. I’m not going to listen to the shit you think you see in the mirror,” he snapped. “You’re beautiful and you always have been. And now somebody other than—” me “Needledick Noel is going to be able to appreciate it. Enjoy it. Just…”
    He stopped, drove his head back against the door even as he mentally slapped himself. He’d encouraged her to do this. Even if she ended up with somebody else , somebody not him, it would be better. Maybe she’d just wake up and realize she deserved better and dump Noel and he could try to make a move then . But regardless, he’d promised himself he’d see her happy…and loved.
    Granted, he’d always planned to be the one loving her, but in the end, if she was happy, and loved, that was what mattered.
    “Just promise me you’ll remember what we talked about, you, me and Selah. First few dates are in public—no going home with anybody the first few times. Okay?”
    As she promised him, he shot his computer a look.
    Maybe a snowstorm would break out in hell and somebody would give him a chance on the site. Then he could be one of the guys flirting with her. She never seemed to notice any time he’d tried in real life but…

Chapter Four
    Noel’s hands dug into her hips.
    He all but ground her into the table and Lizzie clutched at it, tried to center herself even as he drove into her. “Noel—”
    One hand left her hip to come up, press her face into the table even as she went to lift it and she closed her eyes—half to escape, half to try and find the pleasure she should feel.
    With something closer to desperation than she liked, she reached out…latched on. Pleasure …she was supposed to feel.
    Words rolled through her mind.
    Not Noel’s.
    She didn’t know who he was.
    I can’t sleep at night for thinking about touching you …
    As Noel drove into her again, she latched onto the last dirty little story he’d sent her.
    I can see you spread out in front of me. You’ll be soft, all over…inside, outside…and wet for me. If you’re not, I’ll lick you until you are.
    A soft cry escaped her. Noel made a grunt of approval, not even realizing it wasn’t anything he did.
    Do you like to touch yourself? I want to think you do. I put my hand on my cock and think about you. I want to think about you sliding your fingers down your belly, between your thighs and stroking, stroking…
    She worked her hips up, driving them back against Noel and heard his pleased mutter, something she pushed away. Eyes closed, she slid two fingers around her clit, blocking out what was happening in the real world.
    Touch yourself. Make your hand wet, slide your fingers in…and out…
    She imagined doing that and slowly started to move, finally finding some level of arousal, tightening herself around the cock thrusting inside her.
    She’d be embarrassed about it later.
    But for now all she could think about was the fact that she

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