Beautiful Lies (Dark Secret Society #2) Read Online Stasia Black, Alta Hensley

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Dark, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: , Series: Dark Secret Society Series by Stasia Black
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Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 61210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 306(@200wpm)___ 245(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
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“You know the rules, Sullivan,” one of the Elders said. “The first consummation must be witnessed by all.”

“Well, fuck,” Sully said sloppily, yanking off his shirt and tossing it haphazardly on the antique settee at the foot of the bed. Several matching plush deep maroon wing-backed chairs were set artfully around the room. Many Elders sat in them, apparently settling in for a show. It only set Sully off more.

“Can’t let down the sacred handbook. The halls of the Oleander would shake on their foundations if the first fuck wasn’t witnessed by all.”

He jammed down his pants and then headed wobbily towards me where I stood hesitantly by the bed.

“Hike up them skirts, baby. I hear we’re paying by the hour. What’s your rate? How many millions you getting paid to get fucked every which way over the next three months?”

I wanted to slap him.

Any other man who spoke to me like that would have ended up with more than my handprint on his face. He would have been walking home with a shiner.

Daddy taught me how to punch before he ran off. And he passed on his temper.

I glared at Sully. “Are you even sober enough to do the job?” I hissed at him.

I didn’t care who was watching or listening. And then I leaned in, because I had a little of the devil in me, too. “Doesn’t bother me, cause I get paid either way, limp dick or no.”

Well, that got a reaction. His eyes flashed. “You don’t want to play with me, little girl.”

I climbed up on the bed and laid back, hiking up my voluminous pink dress. Next, I slid out of my underwear. Not a small feat considering how much fabric there was to the gown.

Then I laid there with my legs open, staring at Sully as if daring him.

Okay, inside I was freaking the hell out. But false bravado had gotten me through my share of shitshows in the past, and the sooner this was over, the better.

Sully hesitated a moment, looking down at me.

Behind him, Elders lined the walls, standing like sentries in front of the dark red curtains that hung ceiling to floor. Some had hands in their pants as they watched us; some touched themselves over their robes.

I blinked and refocused my attention back on Sully. The only way I was going to get through this was by concentrating on him and him alone. I arched an eyebrow. “Well, are you going to stick it in or what?”

A few guffaws of laughter came from the peanut gallery, which clearly enraged Sully. And then he walked the few steps to the bed, kicking off his tuxedo pants and boxers as he approached.

My eyes immediately widened. He was suddenly looking not as drunk, and holy hell, one glance down showed he was very ready to take care of business.

In fact, I’d never seen any cock so long or thick in my life. My mouth went dry, and it wasn’t until he laid a knee on the bed that my eyes flew back to his face.

“So, the whore likes what she sees.”

Whore? What a hypocritical son of a—

But before I could make any sort of intelligent rebuttal, he’d put his huge cock at my entrance. I felt my eyes go as wide as saucers at the same time I slickened, readying for him.

Everything I’d learned about this man in the past ten minutes made me despise him.

But my body… well my body hadn’t exactly gotten the message. All I heard was that the hottest man I’d ever laid eyes on was currently hovering over me, massaging back and forth over my clit with the most glorious cock of all time and—

I couldn’t help the full-body spasm of pleasure as I arched into Sully.

And bastard that he was, he didn’t miss it either. A big, satisfied smile stretched across his face.

That damn smile sent another rush of wetness to my center, easing the way for his cock to slide in about half an inch. Oh dear God—

I missed this feeling. Who was I kidding? I’d never felt anything like this.

Then again, I’d always dated safe boys. Boys who fucked quick in the back seat of cars and always called the next day.

Not this dangerous heat and angry intensity.

Sully moved the slightest bit, grinding into me so his shaft rubbed down against my clit, and I about lost my damn mind.

“That’s right,” he rasped. “You lie there and take what I give you.”

I wanted to argue. I should bite back with a cutting comment. But then he thrust all the way in, and all I could do was widen my legs and welcome him home.

So, he was an asshole. He was an asshole who was about to give me the best sex of my life. It was a sign of maturity to learn how to compromise, right?



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