The Good Liar (Infidelity #1)

by C.P. Harris

I kissed the backs of his thighs, moving closer to the place I hungered to feast from, spreading his plump mounds and inhaling him, leashing a hand around my base. He slept through it all, which only increased the level of my arousal. I drizzled lube over his hole, watching him for signs of waking, but he continued to snore softly. With one hand planted on the pillow next to his head, and the other drawing his ass cheek to one side, I entered him with restraint, knowing he had to be sore from last night. He grunted, his lower half twinged, and I paused, balls hanging in the air. Once his breathing evened out, I plunged in halfway. My thrusts were excruciatingly slow and fractional, withdrawing and re-entering, moaning softly and vibrating with the need to fill him absolutely. But the moment my pelvis tapped against his soft skin, this clandestine act of making love to him without his knowledge would end, and fucking him like this was almost as good as taking his ass while he shouted no. Jasper’s breathing quickened as his body became aware, but his eyes remained closed as if his brain hadn’t computed this wasn’t a dream. I buried my nose in his hair, barely scraping his scalp with my teeth as I savored these final few seconds. He whispered my name groggily into his pillow, and I changed my angle, adopting a sideways motion as I sank in all the way, clenching my ass and jamming up against him, shoving him higher up the bed. I wanted everything in him, and I pried his ass ap...