Buried in Lies by T.L Smith

Author:T.L Smith [Smith, T.L]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: T.L Smith
Published: 2018-01-22T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Make Me Forget

He doesn’t say no, and I never expected him to. Taj is a man that takes, but more importantly, gets what he wants. If he wanted me, he could have had me. Instead, he waited because he knew I’d eventually come to him.

His hand touches my bare stomach, and he trails along it making goosebumps appear everywhere. Taj smiles at me as he leans in. At first, I think he’ll kiss my lips, but instead, he leans in, kissing my neck. His kisses are soft and deliberate as he trails them along and I bend my neck for him.

Taj’s hand is still tracing my stomach with his fingertips when he whispers, “I’m not second best to anyone, Jaya.”

I nod my head in recognition of his words. I know this, but right now I don’t care. I want every part he has to offer to help me forget and move on.

“Are you sure, Jaya?” It’s a question, but his hands and lips don’t stop to let me think about an answer.

“Yes.” It’s answered breathily and in a whisper, but he hears me anyway.

His hands stop tracing my stomach and picks me up, lifting me and walking with me to his room. At first, I think he’ll stop at his bed, but he leads me to his large double-head shower, turning it on as he holds me to him. Stepping in, he doesn’t care that he has his trousers on as the warm water runs down over both of us. He doesn’t care that I’m pulling and pleading with him to give me everything of him. I want to touch every inch, take every inch, and I do as I slide his trousers off him, exposing his large cock.

Syler’s face pops into my head.

Then the way I’m not allowed to touch him.

The way he has full control over every aspect in the bedroom.

Standing up, in this moment I have the full power. Taj is giving it to me knowing I need it, knowing I have been deprived of it for far too long. But my brain doesn’t seem to register that because my hands go to the wall, my palms lay flat as he leans down, taking a nipple into his mouth and palming the other.

“Jaya.” My name on his lips is all I need to come back to the now, the now that I’m not with him.

Syler’s words told me I’d think of him, and I’m trying to prove him wrong. But so far, he’s right in every way. He’s constantly on my mind and not leaving, even as Taj picks me up, and my nails dig into his back reminding myself I can touch, I can feel, and I have control.

Looking down, I notice he already has a condom on. I didn’t see him do that being that I was lost in my own head? Then he slides into me fully. The water runs down my face as I lay my head back on the tiles. His

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