Deceptions: A Collection by Shiloh Walker Read Free Book Online Page B

felt wanted —just not by the man fucking her.
    Now imagine it’s not your fingers fucking you. But my cock. I want to be the one moving in you. Tasting you. Touching. Feeling you come—
    She cried out just as Noel stiffened.
    And when he pulled away, she remained where she was for a long moment, still shaking through the orgasm.
    It was probably the best one she’d ever had. And she really wished Noel hadn’t been involved at all.
     
    Noel came into the bathroom while she was cleaning up.
    She ducked her head, not wanting to look at him.
    That didn’t stop him from sliding his hands around her to cup her breasts. “I can’t decide if it’s the fact that I haven’t seen you in over a week that made it so good, or the fact that it seemed like it took you a while to warm up,” he murmured, scraping his teeth down her neck. “Which one was it? Because I definitely want to feel you come like that again.”
    Neither. I was thinking about another guy , she thought sourly.
    It had been a month since they’d begun this mockery of a relationship—this so-called open relationship. And while she was talking casually to a number of guys, she’d only had private conversations with a few of them—and one of them was becoming a nightly star in her dreams.
    He was coming into her dreams far more than Noel ever had, a fact that unsettled her even more as Noel went to kiss her again. There was a sharp twist in her belly as he acknowledged he was aware that she hadn’t really wanted to have sex. Even though she hadn’t said no.
    Of course, none of this would have happened if Elizabeth hadn’t let Noel inside when he’d knocked. She hadn’t really wanted to see him—and wasn’t that bizarre? She hadn’t wanted to see him, but when he called out her name, she hadn’t been able to ignore him.
    No wasn’t her strong suit, especially with him, because he made her feel so bad after. She couldn’t ignore him at the door. And when he’d started to slide his hands under her skirt, she hadn’t told him no then, either. Even though she’d turned away from his kisses, even though she’d tugged his hands away from her clothes.
    But he’d known—
    Stop it . She didn’t let herself finish the thought and she wouldn’t because it put her in a bad place, where there were bloody things, and screams, and she lost what mattered most.
    Thoughts of that had her reaching up to catch Noel’s wrist as he sought out her nipple, tweaking it with more force than she liked. “Noel, I need to clean up and get dressed,” she said, her voice stiff. And she was braced, she realized, already braced for him to be angry.
    Why…
    Because she’d said no.
    As she shot him a look, she saw that she was right.
    Oh, he didn’t show it. He kept his face relaxed, a smile on his mouth. But it glinted, right there in his sharp green eyes. “Was I a little too rough with you?”
    Yes . She didn’t let herself say it, though. She was sore, but she’d get over it. It wasn’t the first time he’d been careless. Instead of answering his question, she just shrugged. “It’s not that. I’ve got plans tonight and I have to get ready. You should probably leave. I don’t want to be late.”
    “Plans.” He reached up, rubbed and stroked a finger down his sideburns. “Are you going out with Selah?”
    “No. I’ve got a date.”
    She glanced up into the mirror as she said it, checking her hair. Did she need to wash it—
    In the mirror, she caught sight of his face. The flash of disbelief, followed by an anger that rolled across his face had a chill racing down her spine. Caution, caution, caution —
    She eased to the side, turning to give him a smile as she cut around him. A hundred little warnings started to blare in her head. Don’t let yourself get trapped. Don’t make him angry —
    She silenced them with a mental shake of her head. This was a different time, a different place. A different man.
    “A date…so this is through the site,