Deceptive Desires by Lilly LaRue Read Free Book Online

clenched teeth.
     
    “You’re going to stop lying to me.” He lowered his head to nibble on her ear before he whispered, “Or are you just lying to yourself?”
     
    Molly moaned when he nudged his leg between her thighs, his knee nestling against her core. “This won’t solve anything. I want you out of my house.”
     
    “That is unfortunate, because I want to be inside you, cara .” He continued unbuttoning her shirt with one hand, his weight keeping her pinned to the bed.
     
    She glared at him. “You’re resorting to rape now?”
     
    He laughed. “We both know it won’t be rape. You want it as much as I do.” Aronne circled her mound with his knee, pressing until she moaned again. “Do you imagine it’s me when you’re with your boyfriend?”
     
    “Don’t be disgusting. I wouldn’t do that. Unlike you, I haven’t had so many lovers that it’s impossible to keep track of whom I’m with.” She trembled as he pushed her bra up over her breasts, renewing her struggles to free herself. In her heart, she knew she was trying to escape her own reaction more than his touch. “Get off me.”
     
    “I think you mean to say ‘get me off, caro mio ’,” he said with a chuckle. His tone turned smoky. “That will be my pleasure, bella moglie .”
     
    “You aren’t my dear, and I’m not your beautiful whatever.”
     
    “Wife. I disagree. You are most definitely my beautiful wife.” He trailed his forefinger across her breast, pausing to squeeze the nipple lightly. “Your breasts are bigger. Did you breastfeed?”
     
    She nodded, a little lost by the surreal turn in the conversation.
     
    “I would have liked to see that. Are you still breastfeeding?”
     
    “No.” She gasped when he squeezed her again. “Cara self-weaned at eleven months.”
     
    “Pity. I’ll look forward to witnessing it with our next child.”
     
    Molly’s mouth dropped open. “You’ve really lost it. There won’t be a second child. We’re getting divorced.”
     
    “No.” He sounded sublimely confident. “We’re going to make this marriage work.”
     
    “I don’t want to. I don’t want anything from you.”
     
    He shifted his position to straddle her with both legs and press his hard shaft into her soft folds. “There is at least one thing you want, and we will build on that.”
     
    “No.” She honestly tried to fight him, and herself, when he unsnapped her jeans to stroke her intimately, but it was a losing battle. With the same ruthless precision he had displayed on their wedding day, he brought long unused nerve endings back to life, making her moan and whimper.
     
    At some point, she realized he had released her arms, and she now clutched his shoulders as he pulled off her pants and underwear. “This is a really bad idea.”
     
    “But it feels so good.” His erection sprang free from his pants when he opened the zipper, and he didn’t bother to remove them before sinking inside her. “You feel good, Molly. I thought about this a lot.”
     
    “Now who’s lying?” She wanted to push him away, but he changed his angle enough to hit an especially sensitive spot, making her moan.
     
    He bent one of her legs to curve around his back, so he could get deeper inside her, making her gasp from the sensation. “I’ve never lied to you.”
     
    With them joined, it didn’t seem like a good time to continue the argument, but she didn’t believe he’d spared her even a thought in the past two years. An orgasm swept through her abruptly, and she dug her nails into his skin, a small part of her hoping it hurt. Suddenly, reason returned, and she pushed harder against his chest. “Pull out.”
     
    Eyes glazed with passion looked down at her with a bit of confusion. “What?”
     
    “Don’t come inside me. I’m not on birth control, and I don’t want another child.” She shuddered at the thought, remembering how difficult her pregnancy with Cara had been. A large part of it had been the