Page 56 of Whisper Pretty Lies (Lust & Liars #1)

The house is quiet downstairs. I haven’t received any texts from Mom today. She’s disappearing into this house and this life, and I don’t know if I like it. Usually we have a night where both of us are home and don’t have anything better to do than sit and talk and watch a movie.

But I haven’t really had a chance to talk to her since school began. Even this summer, she was gone a lot. Maybe Adam is the real deal for her.

I climb the stairs to my bedroom and the bed I’ve slept in once so far. I glance toward the open door to the bathroom, but there’s no light coming from the other room.

It’s not like we have anything scheduled for tonight. The guys might not be here yet. I drop my backpack next to my desk and go to my closet to grab some leggings to change into. When I open my closet, I have to blink to make sure I’m not imagining things.

Mom went crazy. There’s more than twice as many clothes in here. New uniforms that look the proper length. Dresses I have no place to wear. Jeans, and sweaters, and t-shirts.

“Your mother went shopping.”

My heart skips at Damon’s voice. I spin to face him.

Sweat drips off him, and he’s only wearing a pair of shorts.

“Guys should be here in twenty.” He steps into the closet with me.

I breathe him in. That earthy scent of his is richer when he’s sweaty. It’s not like when Chase sweats, I can’t stand to be near him. But Damon smells fucking good. I swallow as he closes in on me.

I take a step back and he smirks as he pulls open my underwear drawer. “I got you something too, little devil.”

He pulls out a pair of delicate lace panties and hands them to me.

“You bought me panties?” I arch an eyebrow at him.

“Packaging matters, little devil.” He dangles the panties in front of me. When I take them, they’re soft between my fingers. He takes hold of my arm and pulls me into the bathroom.

I set the panties on the counter and drag in a breath as he leans in to start the shower.

“Take a shower with me.” He kicks off his shoes and takes off his socks. There’s a lot of skin already showing, but then he takes off his shorts.

My mouth waters at his hard cock. Fucking Pavlovian response. He already has me trained to want it.

He closes in on me, trapping me against the counter, and undoes my tie. I try to ignore the pulsing inside. The need growing and expanding.

“I need to do homework.” My words are quiet. My fingers clutch the counter as I watch him. My breathing is erratic.

“You’ll have time.” He tosses my tie into the hamper and works on the buttons on my top. “This would go quicker if you’d help.”

His blue eyes flick up to mine. I swallow down the lust that floods my body. It’s a command. It’s a rule. I unhook my skirt and pull down the zipper to let it fall to the floor. My panties follow. He takes off my shirt and I undo my bra as he tosses the shirt in the hamper.

“You have great tits, Evan.” He takes them into his hands and slides his thumbs over the tips.

I suck in a breath as my bra falls to the floor. Being naked with Damon is becoming normal and addictive. He tips my chin up and his mouth crashes down on mine. When he lifts me against him, I put my arms around his neck and legs around his waist to steady myself. His sweaty, hot skin brands mine.

His cock presses lengthwise against my clit. I gasp at the heat of him against me.

“Hmm, I like the way you feel against me.” Damon steps into the shower and under the warm water. “I want to bury my cock in your pussy, little devil.”

“No.” I’m pressed tight against him. Every inch of me touched by him.

“Shame. Good thing I love this mouth.”

My back hits the tile as his fingers dig into my ass and his mouth captures mine. His cock throbs hot and hard against my clit. It would be so easy to just give in. Let him fuck me. My fingers tangle into his hair. The kiss seems to go on forever, and not nearly long enough at the same time.

“You want to pretend to be the good girl?” He slides his fingers between my legs and thrusts one into my pussy.

I bite out a cry at the sudden fullness.

“Tell me what good girls like, little devil,” he whispers in my ear. “Do they like watching their friend have sex with two guys?”

I whimper as he fucks me with his finger, sliding his cock against my clit, winding me so fucking tight as he surrounds me in his scent and heat.

“I already know you like that. Do good girls like my finger in their aching, tight cunt?” Damon scrapes his teeth along my jaw, making a shiver course through me at the sparks igniting everywhere. “Answer me, Evan.”

“Yes, Damon.” I can feel him smile against my jaw.

“Do good girls like my mouth on their pussy?” He kisses his way to my mouth again, but hovers there not kissing me, teasing his lips against mine.

“Yes,” I whisper, trying to close the distance between our lips as he pushes me closer and closer to the edge.

“Do good girls like to come?” He licks my lips.

I gasp in a breath as my insides tighten to the breaking point. “Fuck.”

My release cascades over me, pulsing around his finger.

“Sounds like they do.” He chuckles. “Good girls like to suck cock, don’t they, little devil?”

I lean my head back against the tile as I catch my breath. He pulls his finger from me and releases my legs. I lower them until they touch the wet tile, then I sink to the floor on my knees before him.

My eyes lock on his as he strokes his cock. I open my mouth for him.

“Such a good girl.” He thrusts his cock into my mouth. “Touch your pussy for me while I fuck your face. Be my good girl.”

I don’t think about it. Every time he calls me that, it lights something up inside me. His touch, his scent, his warmth, all ignite me into flames I don’t want to resist.

I get what Mia was saying. Yes, I want to suck Damon’s cock. I want him to sink into me and claim me as his. All the way. But what happens when he gets what he wants? Does it mean he’ll be fucking me all the time? Or will he grow tired of me?

I slide my finger over my clit and all those thoughts buzz away. He’s not gentle with me. He doesn’t take his time, but uses my mouth as I strum my clit, feeling little aftershocks ripple through me.

His groan is the only warning I have as he pushes in deep and his warm cum floods my throat. I swallow as best as I can. His blue eyes lock with mine. My mouth is wrapped around his still hard cock. His hands rest on the wall above my head.

“Get off for me, good girl. Make yourself come. I want to watch you shatter.” His words make me moan, but I don’t pull off his cock. He didn’t tell me I could.

I slide two fingers into my pussy, wishing they were his, before using my other hand to stroke my clit. I suck on his cock as I work myself.

“Imagine it’s my cock in that pussy stretching you out. My body pressed against yours as I slam into you over and over again. Your pretty little cunt milking my cock for everything I have. It’s yours, little devil. For now, this cock is all yours.”

For now . I try not to focus on those words as my release washes over me. It’s not as strong as when he had his finger in me, but it’s still good.

He pulls his cock from my mouth and lifts me to stand. My knees are shaking. He takes my hand from my pussy and sucks my fingers in his mouth. Our eyes lock and hold. His blue eyes are darker with lust.

My eyes are drawn to his mouth. What it can do to me.

But it’s hard to focus on anything but Damon when he’s naked in front of me.

He takes my fingers out of his mouth and grabs the back of my neck.

His mouth claims mine as our bodies press together.

Our tongues slide against each other. I can taste both of us.

“Tell me, little devil,” he says softly against my lips. “Did you kiss your boyfriend today?”

I shake my head, opening my eyes to meet his. “I told him I had a cold.”

“Good girl.” He pulls me back under the shower and hands me the bottle of soap. He leans his head back in the water and slides his hands into his hair. Every muscle ripples in his body, and fuck, there are a lot of muscles.

I squirt some soap into my hand and slide it over his hard chest.

He chuckles and looks down at me. “I’ve got something for you.”

I lift my eyes to his but I continue to wash his body. His muscles twitch beneath my fingertips.

“Let’s finish in here and I’ll show you before the others get here.”

Tingles chase down my spine as he puts soap in his hand and begins to wash my body. By the time we leave the shower, I’m ready for more. I pull on my new panties. I need to grab some clothes. When I step toward my bedroom, Damon blocks my path.

“I need clothes.”

He backs me into his room and reaches into a drawer, pulling out a t-shirt. He puts it on over me. “I prefer you naked, little devil, but my clothes will do.”

My cheeks flush red. After he grabs a pair of sweatpants and pulls them on, he walks to his nightstand. My heart clatters as he opens the second drawer full of sex toys. I squeeze my thighs together.

He grabs something and then opens the top drawer to retrieve the bottle of lube.

“You’ve never had anal sex, so we need to do some prep.” He sits on the bed and pats the spot beside him. “Don’t worry. I won’t bite.”

His blue eyes capture mine and I don’t resist. I join him on the bed I’ve slept in for two nights. His intentions definitely aren’t pure, but he’s building my trust. Or maybe he’s only being kind to get me to end the restrictions.

“We’ll wait until the others get here to play with it.” He holds out a blue rubber plug about the size of his finger. “Take it.”

I take it and study it before offering it back. “Has that been in some?—”

“No. It’s new. It will help get you ready for anal play.”

My cheeks are hot as I lift my eyes to his. He seems to be in a good mood tonight. The toy is new? Did he plan for this or does he just have an unlimited supply of new butt plugs for each girl? Maybe he labels them.

“There’s a base, so it won’t get lost in there.”

I wrinkle my nose. I definitely don’t want to end up in the hospital with something wedged inside me.

“Did you eat dinner?” he asks.

He’s all over the place tonight. I give him a curious look. Why does he care? I’m just his toy.

“I had a pastry with my coffee after rehearsal, but I ate the lunch you bought me after school.” It’s more than I usually eat.

“I’ll go get you something.”

“I don’t need anything, Damon.”

He grabs my waist with his hand. “You barely weigh a thing, Evan. You’re going to be burning more calories with us, so you’ll need to eat more.”

My mouth is still open when he closes the door and leaves me alone. I don’t understand what’s going on. He left the lube and the plug on the bed. I give a little shiver and stand.

I walk into my room and glance at my closet. Leggings would be okay to put on, right? It’s not like he told me not to wear them. But I decide not to bother as I head to my desk and pull out my laptop and books.

I’m just getting into my homework for tomorrow when there’s a knock on my door. It’s probably the other guys. Damon definitely wouldn’t knock. I open the door a crack and my mom smiles at me.

My heart skips a little. She’s still checking on me. That’s good.

“Hi, honey. I just wanted to make sure you got the clothes.” Mom glances down at what I’m wearing. Damon’s t-shirt is huge on me, but I’m not wearing anything but panties under it. Did she see the panties he bought me in the drawers?

“I was getting ready for bed.” I gesture to my perfectly made bed.

“Of course.” She doesn’t really know what I wear to sleep, so this could be one of them. “Well, if you need anything different or want more options, let me know.”

“Thank you. It’s more than enough, Mom. I’m fine. I really don’t need anything. Just the skirt would have been enough.”

Damon saw all the things my mother bought me. It’s too much. It cost more than she was paying in rent. She should be saving money in case we need to move again. Would it be mean to tell her I don’t think we’ll be here long? I could see us moving again in a few months?

Damon passes behind my mother, heading to his room. “Good night.”

“Night.” Mom beams at him. She notices he carries a plate of food. “Did you not get enough for dinner?”

“I worked out.” He glances at me.

She turns back to me and shakes her head. “I honestly don’t know where he puts it all. You never ate that much.”

I shrug. We didn’t have much to eat. I made do with what we had.

“You let me know if you need anything. Okay? I want this to be a fresh start for both of us. You’re such a pretty girl.” Mom touches my damp hair.

“I’m good. I have everything I could possibly need. Thank you for the clothes.”

“Anything for you, honey. Good night.”

“Good night.” I close the door and flick the lock. My head thumps against the door. She wants to believe this is her fairy tale ending, but it’s kind of a nightmare for me.

“Little devil.”

Is it a nightmare? Mia’s words come back to me about how any girl would be crazy to not go after Damon Storm. I’m definitely winning the breakup. If I was allowed to tell my boyfriend we’re broken up.

Hands sweep up my thighs as Damon’s heat closes in on me. My insides soften and my panties grow wet. What is he doing to me? Who will I be when this is over?

“Come eat.”