When We Lied Read Online Claire Contreras

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Dark, Sports, Suspense Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 147
Estimated words: 140742 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 704(@200wpm)___ 563(@250wpm)___ 469(@300wpm)
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“Josslyn.”

I jolt a little and clear my throat. “Yeah.”

“Yeah, you fucked him?” he asks, his voice a rasp.

I don’t want to get any ideas, but I swear he looks like he’s hurt by that. Considering I haven’t heard from him in days, I doubt that’s the case. I take a breath and try to clear this confused haze.

“Are you here because you’re on your jealous caveman bullshit?” I ask.

“I’m here because I’m on my Josslyn bullshit.”

My stomach flips. “What does that mean?”

When he stays quiet, I give him another once-over. He takes another step and my eyes drop to his clenched fists. He looks like he might be shaking.

I meet his eyes again, heart in my throat. “You look crazy right now.”

His chuckle is dark. Sinful. “I feel crazy right now.”

I swallow and take a step back, keeping my eyes on his. I’m not afraid of him, but my heart feels like it’s going to leap out of my throat if I don’t put distance between us. Finn has other ideas. He lowers his gaze and gives my body a slow perusal as he closes the distance between us.

I take another step back, gasping when my back hits the door. He stands in front of me and brings a hand up, splaying it over my collarbone. I’m certain he feels the way my pulse spikes against the pads of his fingers. He looks like he’s torn between devouring me and choking me. Right now, I’ll take both.

“Why are you here, Josslyn? Did you come here to get fucked?” he asks, his voice a low growl.

My breath hitches. “Did you?”

“I’m here because of you.” He drags his hands down slowly until he reaches the zipper. His eyes drop to it and he pulls it down just a little.

“How’d you know I’d be here?” I ask, finding it harder to breathe as he pulls the zipper again. He shoots me a look that I take as confirmation that his cousin must have called him. “You know that’s illegal, right?”

“Is it?” He tilts his head. “You do know I own this place with my cousin, right?”

I watch him for a long time. “No, but I’m sure it’s still illegal.”

“I genuinely don’t give a fuck if it is,” he growls. “But if you want to discuss legality, I’m sure that creep you were with is into a plethora of illegal things.”

I scoff softly. “The creep I was with.”

“What else would you call him?”

“I’m not sure. What would you call someone who finds out you’re at a sex club and shows up uninvited?”

His eyes dance. “A concerned citizen.”

I can’t help it. I throw my head back in laughter. It’s cut short when I feel his hard body press against mine. I gasp and straighten quickly. The look in his eyes makes my breath stutter.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he says, his voice a low rumble against my skin. He kisses the side of my neck softly, and a full shiver runs through me. “So fucking hot.” He presses a kiss on my collarbone. “So fucking perfect.”

“Finn,” I breathe. A plea. His eyes shoot to mine and he stops what he’s doing. “I didn’t fuck him. Or anyone.”

The relief he shows is nearly imperceptible, but I see it. I feel it, and damn, if it doesn’t make my toes curl. I grip his biceps and try to tug him closer, but he resists, eyes searching mine.

“Were you going to?” he asks, lowering the zipper a little more. “Did you come here, hoping to find someone who could erase the memory of me? Hoping I’d find out and come show you that you can’t?” He leans in, his breath hot against my lips. “I won’t let you.”

I don’t want to take that to mean more than he intends, but my heart is about to explode, and I can’t take it anymore. I fist the front of his shirt and crash my lips against his. He growls against my mouth, the sound vibrating through me and pooling in my core. He keeps unzipping until I’m exposed from my belly button up. His tongue is exploring my mouth, warring against mine, as he brings both hands to cup my breasts, the rough pads of his thumbs flicking my nipples.

I gasp against his mouth, moving my hands to tug his hair as I push into him, trying to get rid of every bit of space between us. He keeps one hand on my right breast as he lowers the zipper as far as it can go. Long rough fingers dip into my underwear. I moan into his mouth and he breaks our kiss, breathing hard against me as he watches my reaction to his fingers running up and down my folds. My grip tightens on his hair. He pulls away and replaces the hand on my breast with his mouth, his tongue flicking as he dips a finger inside me.



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