Liar Read online Fiona Cole

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Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 74004 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 370(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
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“I beg to differ,” he said, stalking toward me. “Just because I enjoy the lighter side of life doesn’t mean I’m not very serious when it comes to burying my cock in your ass.”

He was less than a foot away, and I was ready to let it all go and play. I didn’t get many nights with Kent, and I didn’t want to spend it arguing. I hadn’t sent him running with my confession of caring and freaking out. And somehow, I hadn’t sent myself running either. I was ready to let go of the anxiety flooding my veins and have it replaced with something only Kent could give me. I could dig through the now open box tomorrow.

I gripped the sides of my skirt and fisted my hands, tugging the material up higher and higher. “Show me.”

His smirk became a full smile. “Gladly.”

17 Kent

“So, tell me about your family,” Olivia asked without looking up from her phone.

I’d just stepped out of the bathroom after my shower and stopped dead in my tracks.

She sat with her knees bent and feet off to the side in a pile of fluffy, white down comforter in a white, silk and lace concoction that made up her bra and underwear.

And a large hotel towel wrapped around her head.

It was the epitome of Olivia. Sexy while being unapologetically her. No pretending to be something she wasn’t to lure a man in. She laid it all out there, and I loved it.

“Well?”

Pulling my gaze up from her breasts, I found her still holding her phone, but all her attention was on me.

“What was the question?”

Rolling her eyes and groaning, she dropped her phone and moved to the edge of the bed, holding her arms out for me to come closer. I happily obliged, already growing hard when she spread her legs on either side of mine and rested her hands above the towel hanging on my hips. Her thumbs stroked methodically along the ridge of my muscles, looking up at me with innocent eyes, and all I could think was how much I wanted to ruin her in the best way.

“Your family,” she said, bringing me out of my fantasy. “Tell me about them. We established you have them, but not much beyond that.”

Yeah. Once we began fucking, we hadn’t stopped. At least, not to talk. We’d eaten, rested, and woke up to do it all again.

Last night she’d stormed in, a ball of anger and demands. Demands she had a right to know. Demands I wanted to give into. I wanted to share my life with her, and that wasn’t a feeling I’d ever had before.

“What do you want to know?”

“Everything.”

“I can do that. But first, let’s replenish while we talk. I’m not done with you.”

I stepped out of her grip and tugged her out into the living room. Junk food, chips, drinks, and board games littered the room from our earlier activities. She’d talked me into a game of Clue and pouted when I kicked her ass, only to turn around and beat me in Ticket to Ride. I’d spanked her as punishment.

I took in her barely covered body when I noticed the bags of food on the table, I’d ordered before my shower. “Did you answer the door like that?”

“Pshh, he wishes. I put on a robe.”

“The silk one?”

She shrugged. “Yeah.”

“Jesus, Olivia. Let me answer the door from now on.”

Her teeth dug into her bottom lip, no doubt holding back her laugh as she stalked toward me. Resting her hands on my waist again, she pushed to her toes and nipped at my chin. “I like you jealous. It turns me on.”

Before her hand could undo the knot of my towel, I stepped out of her reach. “Jesus, woman. Give a man some reprieve to recover.”

She rolled her eyes and distributed the food.

Perched on a chair, her mouth full of cheeseburger, she went back to her demands. “Talk.”

“So, I have a brother, Jacob. He’s five years younger and married with a baby.”

“What’s his wife’s name?”

“Lily and their daughter’s name is Ava. My parents were high school sweethearts and have been married for forty years. My dad is the CEO of a PR company he started in his basement as a teen. Or that’s how he likes to tell it. It was more of an idea in the basement and didn’t take off until after college.”

“I can see where you get your confidence from,” she laughed.

“You could say it runs in the family. Now, my mom. She’s the CFO—a fucking genius with numbers.”

“It sounds like you have a good relationship with them.”

“The best.”

“And how is your relationship with your brother?”

“Well, Dr. Phil—”

“Shut up,” she said, throwing a fry at me. “Just moving the conversation along.”

Laughing, I ate the fry and threw a tater tot back, which she somehow caught in her mouth. Shaking my head, I continued. “Our relationship is okay. Nothing profound, but nothing bad either. I’m closer to Daniel, but I make a point to see Jacob as much as I can. Especially since they had Ava.”


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