Provocative (White Lies Duet #1) Read Online Lisa Renee Jones

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: White Lies Duet Series by Lisa Renee Jones
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Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 83912 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
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“I don’t know you, sweetheart,” I say, “and you don’t know me. But I do know that I’ve seen many a thief in virgin clothing.”

“You mean you got burned. Well, I’m not her, whoever she was, and why does this even matter? You just want to fuck me out of your system.”

“Because I do the fucking. I don’t get fucked,” I say. “A motto I live by, and I don’t intend to change that for you or anyone else.”

“Sounds to me like you have trust issues that aren’t my problem,” she accuses.

“A bit like you thinking I was trying to buy you when you already agreed to fuck me,” I say, tangling my fingers into her hair and not-so-gently tugging her gaze to mine. “I’m not him,” I add, “whoever he was, but as you said. Why does it matter? You just want to fuck me out of your system.”

“Why do I want you?” she breathes out. “You’re such an arrogant bastard.”

“The arrogant bastard who’s going to fuck you better than you’ve ever been fucked, sweetheart,” I promise, my mouth closing down over hers, and I can feel her breathe out in reaction, as if my kiss is what she’s been waiting for, and it turns me on. Fuck. She turns me on. Too fucking much, considering I sought her out to destroy her.

Angry with myself for losing focus, and at her for being that damn distracting, I tear my mouth from hers, my hands settling at her hips. Staring down at her swollen lips, I see that her lipstick is untouched, but she will not be, in every possible sense, when I am done with her. “You want one night?” I ask. “That’s your hard limit?”

“Yes,” she confirms, grabbing my lapels again and tilting her chin up to add, “that’s my hard limit. Take it or leave it.”

“Then here’s my hard limit,” I say. “We agree that I’m going to change your mind about your hard limit.”

“No,” she says in instant rejection. “That essentially makes my limit obsolete.”

“Your limit stands,” I say. “But I’m telling you up front. I’m going to change your mind. Starting now.”

“Are you asking for my agreement or demanding it?”

“Stating a fact and sparing us time, considering we have about ten more minutes before that auction starts and you’re missed.”

“Fine,” she says. “I’ll save you lost energy while you spare us lost time. You can’t change my mind.”

I react to the absoluteness in her tone, lifting her from the wall and turning her to face the sink, her hands settling on the counter, my big body caging hers from behind. Her reaction is a lift of her chin, her gaze meeting mine in the mirror with defiance in the depths of her stare. “One night,” she repeats, adding a smooth “Tiger” to the end of the sentence, as if she wants to poke the very tiger she’s just called me.

“Do you know how much I enjoy a challenge?” I demand, tugging her lace dress up to her hips, her nearly naked ass now under my palms.

“Too much,” she replies, not even sounding breathless. “In fact, some might say that indicates you’re insecure at your core.”

Amused, challenged, I give her backside a teasing smack that earns me a yelp before I turn her to face me. “Tell me if it’s too much, and I’ll stop.”

I pick her up and set her on the counter, spreading her legs, my hips settling between her knees, hands on the lace bands of her thigh highs. “Then again,” I say, my fingers sliding up her naked thigh to rest just at the edge of her silk panties, “since I’m such a bastard, if you tell me it’s not enough, I might not care. But I’ll try to be polite about it all.”

“Polite?” she asks, giving a choked laugh, her hands covering mine on her thigh. “You?”

“I’m so fucking polite,” I say, “I deserve an award for proper manners.” I stroke the silk between her legs, her spine arching as I do. “I’ll carry your bag for you,” I continue. “I’ll hold the door for you.” I lean in and press my cheek to hers, mouth at her ear. “I’ll make you wet,” I say, shoving aside her panties and stroking the slick heat of her body, my reward in the soft moan that slides from her lips. “I’ll let you come when I’m ready for you to come. I’ll even warn you right before I rip your panties off.” I grip the silk in my hand and yank it away, shoving them in my pocket before settling on one knee in front of her. “And now I’m going to lick you in the very spot you want me to lick you, but I’m not going to let you come.” I lean in and run my tongue along the exposed skin just above the lace of her hose, then caress a path to her sex, where I pull back just enough to allow my breath to trickle over her, my cock so fucking hard it hurts.



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