Page 44 of Whisper Pretty Lies (Lust & Liars #1)

EvanAnn

Damon helps me stand. I do up my pants, suddenly aware I agreed to have sex with three guys. Cam steps into me and his knuckle tips up my chin. His smile is disarming.

“You owe me a kiss, goody.” Cam’s gaze drops to my lips.

I wet them as he lowers his mouth to mine.

His arm wraps around my waist to drag me into him as he takes his kiss from me.

Sparks ignite inside me like mini-explosions.

The fire rages hotter inside me at the slide of his tongue against mine.

His kiss rocks me to my core, because I didn’t know I could be this attracted to three guys at the same time.

My fingers slide into his hair to hold on, as the weight of what I’ve agreed to begins to sink in.

I’m kissing Cam in front of Hawk and Damon. I’ve basically agreed to do anything they want. They’ll want me to do what Mia did at some point.

But how long will they want me? I have no clue. Maybe only until I break up with Chase. Maybe when they get bored of me.

Hell, maybe it will be after they figure out I’m a virgin. But I want the same thing they do, a way to explore sex without judgment. I don’t want someone to take it easy with me for my first time. I don’t need them to be tender and caring, or any of those things I’m supposed to want.

I want the stolen moment in that closet with Damon. His mouth hot on mine as he blows up my world. I want them.

“Fuck, goody.” Cam lifts his mouth from mine and lifts me against him.

When I put my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck, he smiles.

“I might need to carry you around like this all the time.” He jostles me a little and a little laugh escapes me. His dark eyes sparkle as he walks toward the stairs. “We’re going to have so much fun.”

Those butterflies erupt in my stomach. “Now?”

“Now, little devil.” Damon’s eyes capture mine over Cam’s shoulder. I look over at Hawk, who doesn’t smile. His green eyes watch me though.

I pushed him away before. But it doesn’t mean I don’t feel bad for what I thought was the right thing to do.

Cam carries me up to Damon’s bedroom and lowers me to my feet before backing up and sitting on the edge of the bed. The others join him, leaving me standing awkwardly in front of them.

Damon smirks and there’s a fire in his eyes that makes me want to run, even though I desperately want to stay.

“Take off your clothes, little devil.”

“What?” My fingers twitch next to my jeans.

“Hmm. One more rule. You do what we say,” he says. “You agreed to be ours.”

I swallow. It sounds like you’re ours encompassed everything he wants from me. He did say he wanted everything. Do I really want to be under their control? To let them decide how and when to fuck me?

What’s the worst that would happen if I broke up with Chase’s lying ass? He wouldn’t quit the production, and he wouldn’t sabotage it if he wants it to boost his career.

But every time one of the trio fucks me, it’s my decision. And it’s like I’m giving Chase the middle finger for fucking around on me. I can’t believe I tried to be loyal to that asshole.

Of course, I didn’t know I had options, since he was the only one who was interested at the time.

But if I offered sex to anyone willing, I might have a few more options.

But none of them would have been like the guys in front of me.

Their offer is hard to refuse and not just because of the blackmail.

There’s only one problem. They want Chase to find out and he’s going to be angry. When things blow up with Chase, it could affect my play.

“If Chase tries to fuck with my play, you’ll help me stop him.

” Knowing they want to fuck me gives me courage.

Even if I’m convenient, it’s me they want.

They could ask any other girl, and most would take them up on their offer.

Honestly, they probably could have found a girl to fuck around with Chase and find out all his secrets if that’s what they wanted.

But they’re willing to give up other girls to have me. Knowing that feeds my ego. A lot.

“Deal.” Hawk gestures to my clothes. “Do what you’re told, Annie.”

I guess this means I’m open for business. My mouth. Fuck. Why does this turn me on?

It’s not like they haven’t seen everything I have before on video, but it’s still difficult to get over the shyness. I take a deep breath and grab the hem of my shirt. After I draw it over my head, I drop it to the floor.

The room is so fucking quiet, but I’m not about to ask for music.

I hope they aren’t hoping for a sexy striptease as I toe off my socks and undo my jeans at the same time. I slide my jeans down and step out of them, leaving me in my bra and panties.

A shiver rolls over me as their eyes drink me in.

I have slender curves. I don’t think I have a great body. The girls surrounding me at school are the cream of the crop, so it’s hard not to feel a little inferior. I accepted long ago that my mind is what’s going to take me places, not my body.

“All of it.” Damon leans back and strokes his palm over his cock in his jeans. My pussy clenches, remembering those fingers inside me. Will he do it again? Will he make me come while the others watch? Fuck, I get even wetter at that thought.

I try not to question what’s happening to me or who I am right now, because maybe this is exactly what I want. Someone to take the decision away from me. Someone to tell me exactly what to do and when. To finally give up the tight control I’ve had to maintain for years to get to where I am now.

I can’t fall in love with one of them if I’m fucking all of them.

My bra has a touch of lace on it, but it’s not anything particularly special.

I wasn’t expecting to get undressed for anyone today or any day really.

I take it off and drop it on my pile of clothes.

If I focus on them, I’ll lose my nerve. My panties aren’t fancy, just plain cotton bikini briefs.

I don’t even own a thong or anything remotely sexy.

I slide them off over my hips and let them flutter to my feet. Stepping out of them, I shiver, feeling totally exposed. Our rules are the only guarantee they won’t fuck me today, and I’m not sure how strongly I’ll enforce them.

Damon stands and walks over to me. I hold my breath. He doesn’t touch me, but his eyes take in every inch of me as he walks around me.

“Are you willing to shave your pussy?” He stops in front of me. When his fingers brush my pubic hair, my breath releases on a shudder.

“I don’t know how.” I meet his eyes. I’m naked and he’s still fully clothed. I guess I’ll get used to it. Wetness trickles from my pussy.

“I’ll help you,” he says.

Fuck. Thinking of him working on trimming my pussy hair makes me want to squirm. I don’t know what’s happening to me, but I’m ready to shed the parts of me that made Chase Chadwick think I was an easy target.

Damon glances at the bed and then at Hawk and Cam. His blue eyes lock with mine as he reaches behind his head and tugs his t-shirt off with one hand.

Fuck, he’s ripped. Every inch molded. I want to explore him with my hands, my mouth. I want to kiss every inch of him.

“Time to get the first hurdle out of the way. Lay down on the bed.”

The others stand, making room for me. Their jeans bulge in the front.

“What does that mean?” I ask softly.

“Oral only, little devil, as promised. Now do as you’re told.” Damon puts his hand on my bare hip, sending sparks throughout me. He guides me toward the bed.

“What if I’m not good?” I look up into Damon’s eyes. The worry is real. What if they try me and find out I’m not good at all, and this is over before it begins? They must have considered that, since Chase is off fucking everything that moves.

Damon slides his hand into my hair and grabs it, yanking my head back. I gasp at the sizzle of anticipation that heats my blood. He closes in until my breasts touch his chest. His mouth hovers over mine. My hard nipples ache. I suck in my breath.

“Then we’ll work with you until you’re perfect for us. Which you will be, little devil. Perfect for us.” His lips claim mine and he pulls me in close. My bare skin collides with his. A jolt of electricity chases through my veins and lights up everything inside me.

He kisses me like he has all the time in the world. His hand stays in my hair, holding me how he wants me. His other hand slides between my thighs and teases my clit before he pushes a finger inside me. I gasp. It stretches me, making me full.

I moan into his mouth.

“So fucking wet.” He fucks his finger in and out of my pussy, pushing me higher and higher as he presses his body against mine and fucks my mouth with his tongue.

I was already so keyed up, it doesn’t take much to shove me over the edge.

Crying out, I come all over his hand. “That’s it, little devil. ”

He pulls his fingers out of me and shows me my wetness. “Open.”

I part my lips, still buzzing in the afterglow. He slides his fingers inside my mouth, and I taste my musky cum.

“Suck them.”

I close my lips around his fingers and he fucks them in and out of my mouth, building the need inside me all over again.

“Use your tongue. And mind your teeth. I doubt this is your first rodeo, but you’re not here to do the work, little devil. We’ll take what we need from your body.” His eyes darken as he watches his fingers. My insides are a twisted web of desire.

When he draws his fingers out, he rubs my saliva around my nipple, making it tighten almost painfully. No one’s touched my bare breast before. Heat seeps through every inch of me.

“Bed. Now.” He lowers his zipper, frees his hard cock, and strokes it.

I wet my lips nervously. Only his word means he won’t fuck me. But this whole agreement between us relies on trust. If I can’t trust them, this won’t work. So, if they fuck me over, I’m out.