Liar Liar Read online Donna Alam

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Total pages in book: 177
Estimated words: 167759 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 839(@200wpm)___ 671(@250wpm)___ 559(@300wpm)
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‘I’m not the kind of girl who kisses the boss.’ Even if as his lips brush my cheek, my body cries out with the memory of his.

‘I’m not your boss.’ His words are barely a whisper yet they still make me shiver.

‘I also don’t kiss my boss several times removed.’

I feel the smile he presses against my cheek. ‘What if I promise I didn’t bring you to Monaco to fuck you?’

‘That’s not good enough. You need to tell me why I’m here.’

‘You’re here because I want to know who you are.’ His voice is suddenly rough, and I can feel the heat coming off him in waves.

I make as though to push him away—I swear those are my intentions—because I won’t be played with a second time. Instead, his eyes dip to my mouth, and I have no idea who moves first. All I know is my fingers are pulling at him, wrapped in his shirt, and not for a little leverage to knee him where it hurts. And then I’m noticing how his lips are so soft against mine, not hard like I’d imagined and not at all tentative. His touch skates up my spine, clasping the back of my neck as though to hold me in place. I’ve little intention of moving, not as his mouth plunders, his kiss deepening and coaxing mine to return the change of pace. I need no encouragement, my hands questing and greedy, my will bent to his. Tongues tangle and teeth graze, his shirt not the only item of clothing between us gripped and tortured as his big hand cups my backside, his fingers as unforgiving as his lips.

‘I’ve dreamed of your mouth.’ Oh, God. His husky admission and the feel of him hot and hard pressed against me makes me ache. ‘Tell me you’ve dreamed of me.’

‘Only in my fantasies.’

Breath catches in my throat as he twists my braid around his fist, his words growled into my neck.

‘Je veux te baiser.’

‘You know I don’t understand.’

His response is a silky chuckle as he begins to gather my dress in small increments against my thigh. ‘I said I want to fuck you.’ His words bloom and burst in my belly. Is it his lips at my ear that make me shiver, or is it the way his accent thickens, his words sounding more promise than threat?

‘Not exactly subtle.’ Hell, was that a reprimand or a compliment? I can’t be sure, not as his fingers brush lightly between my legs.

‘I want to put my mouth here. Do those words work for you?’

‘They’re a little better.’ Not to mention a little knee weakening.

‘Good. Because I also plan on fucking you with my tongue.’

Oh, my God. Where do I sign up?

‘Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?’ I manage to say instead.

‘Non.’ Remy spins, and suddenly, I’m the one resting against the desk, his mouth on mine and his hands everywhere. ‘This mouth is for kissing you. And I want to kiss you everywhere.’

12

Rose

This mouth is for kissing you.

I want to kiss you everywhere.

‘Are you okay?’

‘Yes.’ I glance across the darkened car, managing to shoot Fee a tight yet grateful smile. ‘I’m fine. I suppose it’s just been a long day. Thank you so much for picking me up. I don’t know how I’d have made it back without you.’

She waves away my thanks. ‘I don’t mind driving around town out of peak hours. It’s actually quite therapeutic.’

I could be lying across a desk right now being kissed everywhere. But that would be wrong, no matter how much I wanted it.

‘Still, thank you. You should be at home with a glass of wine, not driving across the border to pick up stupid people.’

Wine, yes. Thank God I picked up a couple of bottles over the weekend. I can’t afford to get shit-faced tonight, but I need a little something to take away the mortification.

‘You’re not stupid,’ Fee replies with a tinkling laugh. ‘You’re just new here, which is exactly why I’m surprised no one gave any thought to you getting back to the accommodation block on your first day.’ She follows her words with a disparaging click of teeth and tongue.

‘It’s not so surprising really. He didn’t even know there was a staff bus.’ The words are out of my mouth without thought. I fight to keep my eyes straight because I can’t afford for her to read my expression. In fact, there’s no way I’m ever telling anyone about the compromising situation I put myself in.

‘Who didn’t know about the bus?’

‘The man I was shadowing this afternoon. I can’t remember his name.’

I hope the same can be said for whoever interrupted us just as Remy’s hand was about to slip into my underwear. I’d stiffened at the sound of the door, Remy’s mouth rising slowly from where he’d been whispering in very explicit terms how much he wanted me. My wide eyes had shot to his, trying to convey my panic. My first day at work, and I’d been discovered under the boss—way to go, Rose.


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