Fallen Men 05 - Inked in Lies by Darling Giana

Author:Darling, Giana [Darling, Giana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B08F2R8M3X
Publisher: Giana Darling Books
Published: 2020-07-30T04:00:00+00:00

NOVA

She didn’t speak to me for a week.

Dropped her off at Wet Works every mornin’, picked her up every night ’cause she’d agreed to it, but she didn’t say a fuckin’ word.

Nothin’ like the wrath of a woman wronged.

And yeah, I’d wronged her.

Not by movin’ her in without askin’.

Fuck that.

No, by textin’ Jake that Li was at my place and she needed to talk to him.

I’d heard the fight through the open kitchen window, leanin’ out the black frame to watch as they yelled at each other in the street, smokin’ a cig and enjoyin’ the show. That’s how I knew they’d broken up. That Jake was tired of comin’ second to me and the club. And I’d watched as Lila stared after his car, hand to her empty left ring finger, hair caught like a pennant in the wind. I’d seen the cast of her face, filled with mourning.

Probably not my best move, but there was somethin’ growin’ under my skin lately, somethin’ with roots that went deep and tangled with my gut. Somethin’ I was worried about sproutin’ through the surface of my skin for all to see.

Somethin’ that had to do with Lila and how I felt about her.

‘Cause there was a difference now in the feel of her arms wrapped around my waist, her breasts to my back, groin to my ass pressed up against me on my bike. It wasn’t like any other girl I’d taken for a ride. I felt responsible for her safety, stirred by the stamp of her on my body, and the whirr of her breath over my neck when we stopped at a light.

I liked wakin’ up from my restless sleep knowin’ she was there in the apartment, smellin’ her flowers, feelin’ her mellow, languid presence in the mornin’ as she went about makin’ up her pretty face and tamin’ all that dark, glossy hair.

Hadn’t lived with another bein’ since I was just eighteen at home with my family, but I found Lila in my space thrillin’, like havin’ a new TV or buyin’ a new bike. I was obsessed with bein’ in the apartment if she was gonna be there, eschewin’ the clubhouse and Eugene’s with the brothers every night to climb the steps from my shop to an apartment that suddenly felt like home after fifteen years of livin’ in it.

I felt pussy whipped without even havin’ access to the pussy.

Though, watchin’ that clip of her actin’ as a camgirl, the only one she’d posted, I thought way too much about that too.

How she’d taste if I could put my mouth on her. If I’d get addicted to the scent of her and the feel of those silken folds against my tongue.

I was a man who loved pussy in all forms, but I had a feelin’ if I ever got a shot at Lila’s, it’d rocket from love to pure obsession.

Never came harder in my life, not with threesomes or kink or any level of fuckery than I did in that week, jerkin’ off to that video while Lila herself lay asleep down the hall.

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