Tell Me No Lies

by C. Morgan/Chloe Morgan

  She began to stroke me and took it back into her mouth, making love to it, worshiping it. As my head began to spin, I doubted I could ever get enough of her.

  I was falling for her way harder than I’d expected.

  Chapter 24

  Tara

  Zane was in a rare mood, and I was going to take advantage of it. I could tell he was surprised when I did exactly what he’d said and took his cock in my mouth.

  Even though I was sure he had just wanted me to undress him, I was going to take the opportunity to make sure the tables were turned. He had insisted that he wasn’t going to let me go, but we’d see how things went in the morning. Until then, I wasn’t going to get my hopes up. Or at least, I was going to try not to.

  Each time I was with him, I was only hurting myself more and more by falling harder, but the pain was something that was put aside while I was in the moment with him. Eventually, it was going to come crashing down, and when that happened, I wasn’t sure my heart would survive it.

  I focused on my actions, trying to push the thoughts from my mind, and apparently, I was doing a good job because Zane had really gotten into it. He moaned and rocked his hips, and his hand rested on my head.

  “That’s so good,” he said, taking my arm. “Come up here.” He encouraged me to my feet. “I need to be inside of you.” He stepped closer, kissing me full on the mouth, and removed my panties before he lifted me up against him, scooping me up from where I stood.

  He carried me to the bed, and after he planted me on my back, he quickly dropped his pants and kicked off his shoes, leaving them at the end of the bed. “Scoot to me,” he said. “I want you right here.” He pointed to the bed in front of him.

  I moved closer, letting my ass touch the edge of the bed. My feet landed on the floor, or at least, my toes did. But they didn’t stay on the floor long. Zane lifted my legs by the ankles and parted them wide, stepping between them and rubbing his cock up my middle.

  The anticipation of him sliding inside of me was enough to nearly push me over the edge, and he hadn’t even put it inside me.

  Zane’s eyes burned into mine, and it was as if he had something to say, but instead, he said it with his actions. He pushed the tip inside, and while it wasn’t the widest part of him, it made me whimper.

  All was well when he pushed farther, burying his cock deep inside of me, so deep his heavy sac pressed against my ass.

  “Does it feel okay?”

  “No.” I shook my head, wrapping my legs around him to keep him close. “It feels wonderful.”

  He chuckled. “Good. I want to make you feel wonderful. Always.”

  I relaxed and let him thrust into me, pounding me harder, his hips working like a machine, hammering away at my core. He had me filled so full that I thought I’d come apart at the seams, and when I found my release, it was after such a buildup that I lost all inhibitions.

  I raised up on my elbow and turned on my side, bringing one leg forward. Zane growled out in pleasure, gripping my hips. He spanked my ass, giving it a little slap, and the heat sent a lick of sweet pleasure through me as he rubbed it.

  “What was that for?” I asked, wondering if he wanted to get kinky.

  But he smiled. “Did it feel good?”

  “Yes,” I said.

  “That’s why. You’ve got the sexiest ass. I couldn’t help myself.”

  As if he was dropping hints, I moved again, rolling from my side to my stomach, and he moved forward as I got on my knees and backed into him.

  “Mmm,” he said. “You are going to spoil me when you start giving me what I want, Tara. I didn’t mean you had to turn over for me.”

  “It feels good like this.” He hit my most sensitive spot, and that only made my pleasure more intense.

  “Even better,” he said, leaning over me to cup my breasts, which were slapping together from the motion.

  “I get a better view of your ass, but I have to say, I miss your eyes.” He whispered in my ear. “Look back at me, Tara.”

  I turned my head and met his eyes, and his look was intense, like he could reach his climax at any moment.

  I wanted it too. I wanted him to give it all to me, as if by doing so, I’d keep a part of him with me. Careful, a voice told me. You don’t want to end up with a kid.

  Thank goodness I was on birth control. I pushed the voice from my head and tried to throw caution to the wind. I was more concerned with my heart getting broken.

  As he worked me steadily, the pressure got more and more intense, and it wasn’t but a minute later that I orgasmed. Zane kept riding me. “Fuck,” he said. “You’re milking my cock. Don’t stop.”

  His breath hit my ear, and I rode the wave of pleasure until I found myself falling into the pillow, but Zane didn’t stop. He kept pounding and pounding as if he were punishing my little pussy. It was bliss.

  “I’m going to come, Tara.”

  “Don’t stop, Zane. Come inside of me.” I closed my eyes, and he quickened his pace even more. And as my next orgasm found me, he gave me one more hard thrust and stilled, holding me against him, pumping his sweet nectar inside of me as I milked him for every drop.

  He leaned forward and kissed my shoulder as he slipped out of me. “That was amazing, Tara. And the next round is going to be even better.”

  I was spent, or so I thought. I rolled over to my back and saw him pumping his cock in his fist. I saw how he was still hard and ready to go, and I was instantly turned on, my need for pleasure amped up even more than before.

  “Do you need a moment?” he asked.

  I couldn’t believe he didn’t need a moment. “Nothing but you inside of me again.”

  “I’m going to have that little pussy sore by the time we’re done. If you want a rest, it’s fine. I understand. I’ll be okay.”

  “I’m serious,” I said. “I’m ready for more.” I wanted him to stop treating me like I was so delicate. “Do your best to break me. Just not my heart.” I gave a little giggle to play it off.

  Zane chuckled as he moved between my legs, centering his cock. “We have all night, remember?” His warning glace was giving me the chance to back out and take a break. “Because I’m not letting you go. And once this gets started, it’s going to go on for a while, and I’m primed for round two, baby. Are you sure?”

  “Are you trying to talk me out of it?” I asked, not at all missing the fact that he’d called me baby.

  “No, but just giving you a chance now. Once I’m back inside of you, I’m not leaving there for hours.”

  “Promise?” I moved my hips, rubbing against his thick head.

  He chuckled. “I guarantee it.”

  I met his eyes. “Good, because I don’t ever want it to end, Zane.” I wondered if he could catch what that meant.

  When he met my eyes and gave a little nod, I knew he did. It was his next words that had my heart burning inside my chest. “I don’t want it to end either, baby.”

  With that, he slowly entered me, and I felt all of the feelings I had been too afraid to feel. Not only was it pure ecstasy, but there was no doubt in my heart that I was in love with him.

  I felt as though I had a dangerous secret, something that I couldn’t ever speak of for fear it would all go away.

  But then, it was going away. He’d leave, like it or not, back to his life in North Dakota.

  As I shuddered, he slowed his thrusts and looked at me. “Are you okay? I can stop if you need me to.”

  “No. I’m good. It feels so good, I’m drifting.”

  He chuckled. “Stay here with me.” He pointed to his eyes. “Look at us, Tara.” He turned his eyes down to get a look at us, at what we were doing. He slowed his hips. “Does that feel good?”

  I nodded quickly in response. “Yes,” I said breathlessly. “You’re amazing.”

  “No, we are. We’re amazing together.”

  Us? Together? Those words could sure fool a girl into thinking this was more, but I couldn’t let that happ
en.

  It was hours and multiple orgasms later, and we were both worn out, having slowed down to rest and kiss after many positions.

  He laced his fingers into mine up over my head and whispered in my ear. “Are you ready for this?”

  I felt his cock twitch as if it were waiting for my go ahead.

  I nodded, and he worked his hips steadily, clapping against my body until he found his release, and as he pumped inside of me, he leaned down and kissed me hard.

  After, he gathered me close, planting kisses all over me. “You were amazing,” he said. “I didn’t want to stop, but you look like you’re about to pass out.”

  He rolled over onto his back, and I made a move to get up and go to the bathroom, but he caught my hand. “Where are you going?”

  “To the bathroom,” I said, giving him a smile as he seemed to relax. “I’ll stay if you really want me to.”

  “I don’t say things I don’t mean, Tara.”

  “Good to know,” I said. “I’ll be right back.” I headed into the bathroom, and when I came back, he had straightened the covers and was lying in bed with his arms up over his head.

  “Come here.” He curled his finger at me, and I went over to get under the covers.

  He pulled me closer and snuggled me up against his body. I felt so safe in his strong arms, secure in his warmth.

  It was nice for a change, and I fell asleep, hoping that he wouldn’t put me out early in the morning. There was always that chance.

  Things had a way of coming to light the morning after.

  Chapter 25

  Zane

  The morning light shone in from the balcony window, casting its glow across the angel in my arms. I kissed her forehead and held her closer. I didn’t want to disturb her, and yet, I couldn’t wait for her to wake up in my arms and kiss me good morning.

  The night before had been so good, I was still basking in the afterglow. It had been so long since I’d gone for hours like that, and I was impressed I still had it in me. But then she made it easy and brought it out of me. I wanted to please her, and I hadn’t wanted to please anyone that way in a long time. Hell, not even Heather, back when it was still good.

  Tara made a little moan, and I smiled, thinking of how she’d panted the night before. I’d had her squealing at one point, wiggling on my cock like she didn’t know which end was up. It was hot as fuck, and my cock was getting hard just remembering.

  She was special. That was for sure. I wasn’t going to leave Las Vegas without telling her how I felt about her. It had happened all of a sudden. One minute, I was just seeking some company, and the other, I couldn’t imagine my life without her in it.

  I only hoped that she was willing to work something out.

  She stirred beside me and opened her eyes. She blinked a few times at the ceiling, so I leaned in and kissed her neck. “Good morning, sexy.”

  She rolled over and snuggled closer, pulling the covers over her head. “I look horrible.”

  “Are you kidding? You could never look horrible.” She was not only the sexiest woman I’d ever laid eyes on but the prettiest. “I like you with sleepy eyes.”

  “Ugh, I don’t have a toothbrush,” she said.

  “I do. There’s an extra one in the bathroom.”

  She made a move to escape, but I put my leg across her hips. “Not so fast, sweetheart,” I said, keeping her with me.

  Tara giggled. “Stop it. I have morning breath.”

  “So what? We both do. I want to hold you.”

  That seemed to get her attention. “I figured you’d be ready to get rid of me,” she said.

  “Oh no, you don’t get away that easily. We’re going to go and have breakfast together today. Anywhere you want.”

  “No buffet. I’m not going there on my day off.”

  I could relate to that. I didn’t want to go anywhere near the man camps when I was on furlough. “I don’t blame you. We could go anywhere you want.”

  “I’m starving.”

  “Me too.” I could use a bite, considering we’d gone straight back to the hotel room instead of having dinner.

  “There’s a little grill up on the other side of town, and they have the best steak and eggs you’d ever have anywhere in your life. If you want, we can go there. My car is here.”

  “Okay.” I kissed her shoulder and let out a sigh. “But I wanted to stay like this.”

  She giggled and pushed my leg off of her.

  “Run while you can,” I said as she got up from the bed and walked naked across the room. “Fuck, she’s hot.”

  I had a lot on my mind, and getting back inside of her was part of it. I tried to refrain from being a Neanderthal and settled for breakfast instead of sex.

  A half an hour later, we were sitting at a small table in the little grille, holding hands and laughing like a couple.

  “This is fun. I’m usually just sitting at home and listening to the radio at this point on my usual days off.”

  “Well, I’m glad that you had some time off. I haven’t spent this much time with anyone in a long time, and it’s kind of nice.” It was amazingly nice, but I was trying to keep my excitement to a minimum.

  She shifted in her chair as she giggled. “I’ve never done this morning after before, so it’s all new to me.”

  “And I like that too. I am glad you haven’t been with anyone but me. You’re a good girl, Tara. I’m used to the bad ones. So, it’s really inspiring.”

  She glanced around the room as if everyone had heard me. “It doesn’t bother you? That I don’t have the kind of experience some women do?”

  How could she think there was anything wrong with being a little inexperienced? “No, I want all of your experiences to be with me,” I said. “Look, Tara. It’s been a great week with you. And I’m enjoying this so much that I don’t want it to end. But I want to talk to you about something really important. I haven’t exactly told you everything about me.” I had been contemplating how to bring up my daughter, but it always seemed like a terrible time.

  Her face fell. “You’re married.” She held her stomach and backed up her chair.

  “No, I’m not. I haven’t lied to you. Look. Let’s just finish eating, and we’ll talk.”

  She agreed, but I could tell she was nervous. Maybe I shouldn’t have brought it up at breakfast. I was about to go ahead and tell her when my phone rang.

  “Hey, it’s my parents. I really should take this.” I got up and stepped away from the table before she had time to protest.

  I stepped around the corner near the men’s room and answered. “Hey,” I said.

  “Zane, darling, it’s Mom. I’m sorry to call you so early, but you should know that the Jenkinses called us. They said that there was someone at your house and that they were pretty sure it was Heather. Sarah Beth couldn’t find your number, but she said that she and her husband both heard things being broken, so they called the cops.”

  “Jesus,” I said under my breath.

  “We’re on our way home now, and—”

  “You’re what?”

  “Well, we had already left, and we didn’t want to upset you or make you feel like you had to leave your trip early, but Mila was ready to get back home, and your father has never liked traveling away for more than a few days.”

  “Do not go home, Mom! She might be there, and I don’t think you or Dad could stop her if she wanted to take Mila from you. She’s dangerous.” I couldn’t believe this was happening. “I only stayed here because I thought you were out of town too!”

  I looked up to find Tara standing just feet away. I wasn’t sure what she’d heard, but she could tell I was upset. “I have to go. Go to Elaine and Mark’s house. I’m on my way. First flight out.”

  “Oh, honey. Be safe. I didn’t want you to cut anything short.”

  “I have to go.” I hung up the phone, and Tara walked over.

  “I paid the tab,” she said.

  “What? No, I have it.”
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  “It’s done. Don’t worry about it.”

  “I’ll give you the money back,” I said, taking out my wallet. I pulled out a couple of twenties and offered them.

  “No, thanks. I’m going to go.”

  “Tara, wait. I want to talk to you.”

  She seemed really upset. “Look. It’s been a lot of fun, Zane, but you’re going home now, and I don’t know what you have to rush home to, and frankly, I don’t really care. I had a blast, but I think we should just leave things on a good note and say our goodbyes here.”

  “What? Why?”

  “Look, I don’t want to get hurt, okay? You have your life, and I have mine. And I just think that you and I want different things. That’s all. You’re a good guy from what I know of you, and last night, well, it was amazing, but I’m afraid that’s all I can take.”

  She sounded so final, and all I could think about was my psychopath ex trashing my house and coming after my child. And that stupid security system that was supposed to alert me. I went into the app and found where it had cut itself off pending an update as she stood there ending things.

  “I still think we should talk, Tara. There are a lot of things that I need to say, and it’s just a bad time.”

  “I think parting ways here is best.”

  She couldn’t mean it. Things were going so well. “I’ll call you,” I said.

  She shook her head. “No, you don’t have to do that. Let’s just leave things as they are.”

  She turned and walked away from me, leaving me standing in the middle of the diner.

  So that was it? She just dumped me and walked out on me. And I was so wrapped up in my ex’s bullshit that I couldn’t deal with it. I wanted to punch a fucking wall. I swore to myself that Heather would never lay eyes on my girl, and here she was, trying to steal her.

  And as if it wasn’t bad enough, she had ruined things with Tara and me as well. I wasn’t sure I could repair them.

  I hurried back to my hotel room and packed my shit, throwing it in the suitcase as if there wasn’t a moment to spare. I called the airport, and after a thirty-minute game of phone tag, I had booked my flight.