5 - I Hate Liars
Aiden
I was expecting to see Ivy sleeping between my pillows and blankets, her pouty lips parted, looking like a sweet angel.
What I was not expecting was her soft voice, whispering my name over and over again with a gasp between them. As soon as I walked upstairs, ready to wake her up after my early workout in the gym, I heard her moans.
Her sinful whimpers drew me closer to the unlocked door, my eyes squeezing shut.
“Aiden,” I heard her breathy voice. “Please…”
My skin tightened, and blood rushed down to my crotch. I clenched my jaw, controlling myself with pure will when my dick pressed against the boxers, urging me to use my hand. Or barge inside and order her to beg more. Hear her little whines of desperation. Tell me what she wanted.
My naughty little Petal.
I heard the wet sounds of her cunt, soaked with her arousal. My breathing turned harsh, and I wanted nothing more than to wrap my hand around her throat and use my hands on her. Plunge my fingers inside her dripping sex, choking her until she begged me to come.
But I wouldn’t allow her to come until she begged prettily, used her pouty lips on me. Fuck. What I wouldn’t do to feel her warm mouth around me, her blue eyes tearing up when I feed her my cock.
“Please fuck me.”
I exhaled sharply, hearing her muffled moans. I knew she came, climaxed in my bed with her fingers covered in her cum, trying so badly to stifle her whimpers. I counted to ten, controlling my breathing and forcing my boner down.
If I acted on my urges, I would take her pretty ass over my lap, spank her and have her throat fucked before she would beg me to fuck her. I wouldn’t be gentle, I would be rough. I didn’t want that for Ivy. If it had been someone else moaning my name, I would have fucked them by now and told them to leave. But I couldn’t do that to Ivy.
Never with my Petal. She deserved more.
I would need a lot of hours to worship her body, memorize the curves of her skin on my tongue and lips before edging and denying her orgasms. Until she was nothing but a desperate, wet, needy Petal. Then I would slide inside her, holding her neck to see her eyes pinned on me, reminding her I was making her feel all the pain and pleasure.
Hearing the soft rustling sound of my bedsheets, I straightened up. A moment later, the door opened.
I gazed at the wide blue eyes of Ivy. Wearing nothing but a long tee shirt that reached her thighs. I wanted to turn her around and pin her to the wall. Yank that tee shirt over her ass and give it a good spanking before checking how wet she was from her orgasm.
Would she enjoy my hands on her body? Manhandling her, holding her, ordering her to stay still? Would that make her pretty pussy wet?
“Aiden…”
“Little Petal,” I drawled, my eyes dipping to her chest. Her nipples pebbled underneath my scorching stare. Naughty mixen. I raised my eyes and asked, innocence lacing my voice, “Did you just wake up?”
Her cheeks flushed, and she tried to cover her breasts with her hair, crossing her arms. “I did,” she lied, faking a yawn. “I might sleep in today before our session.”
I let her walk past me, the scent of feminine arousal and the musky scent of sex clinging to her. I let her because I didn’t trust myself to be gentle with her when she had just lied to me.
“Ivy.”
She stopped, turning towards me with wide eyes, knowing I rarely called her by her first name. “One thing you should remember is that I hate liars.”
Her body shuddered, her eyes tracking over my clothes, my skin, covered in a thin sheet of sweat from strength training.
She licked her lips. “You do?”
“Yes. I prefer bitter truth than sweet lies, Ivy. Even if the truth seems daunting.”
She knew that I knew.
“What do you do when you catch a liar?” She asked, her eyes dancing with curiosity. It was no doubt that she found it thrilling. Wanting to know what I would do next.
“I make them confess the truth.” Leaning closer to her face, I whispered in her ear, “And if a liar is as pretty as you, I punish them.”
I pulled away, watching her breasts heave, a red flush creeping up her neck. “P-punish them?”
I hummed.
“How?”
Smiling darkly, I tapped her nose. “Let’s hope you won’t have to find that out, Petal.” I turned, walking into my room. Pausing, I said, “Don’t be late like yesterday. I don’t like tardiness.”
Before I could close the door, Ivy said, “Or what? You’ll punish me too?”
I gazed at her through my lashes, her curvy frame and the teasing smile on her lips. She didn’t know how dark my desires went, how she fueled them since the day I had the urge to protect her.
Keep her safe and ruin her for me.
“I will if I have to, little Petal.”
***
“And this is the third guest room,” the pretty redhead waved her arm around the empty room as I glanced around the walls. I walked past her, towards the window that was directly against the house across from the one I was standing in. And a kid, no—a girl was playing with her gaming controller as a man joined her in the living room, ruffling her hair and picking up another controller.
I clenched my jaw and glared at the redhead, my real estate agent. Her eyes turned wide, seeing my face, and she looked away.
“You didn’t tell me this house had neighbors.”
“W-well, Mister Aiden, this is the only house that fits all your needs from two garages to more rooms and security. I’m sure you can overlook neighbors living in such a cozy home. And those are the Millers, I can introduce to them when we—”
“No need.” I left the room. I wasn’t here to make neighbors, just to see another house from the few that had disappointed me. Miss Poppy, the real estate agent, was right. The house suited me perfectly, with tall ceilings, beige walls, a fireplace, and more rooms than I’d ever need.
It would have been perfect for a family if—
I wasn’t going there. Addison had shown her true colors, and that was it. I was moving on. I had already moved from Denver and the house could be another step.
“Do you want to check the pool?”
“No, thank you.” I tilted my head and said, “Where can I sign the papers?”
Forty-five minutes later, I walked out of the agency building with a set of keys in my pocket and a bottle of Champagne gifted from a very flushed Poppy. I hope her boss paid her well. She was sweet and professional.
Checking my watch, I sat in the driver’s seat in my car. Thirty minutes to start my session with Ivy. She didn’t know I was looking at houses. I could take her to dinner—no, that’s too romantic. I could order Chinese takeout to celebrate and we could watch another movie together.
6 - Why Are You Lying to Me?Ivy“No, tell me, did he do that thing with his tongue?” I giggled, seeing her scrunched face, and shook my head. Her English accent was stronger as she lived in Azmia, in the Golden Palace, and it made me happy seeing her glowing, warm face. “Why are you laughing? I’m serious, I want to know.”“No, Zara, he didn’t… he didn’t do anything with his tongue.”She said nothing for a moment, straightening her phone, the background of one of the gardens in the palace as she walked slowly, guards following her as she finally said, “What an asshole.”I chuckled, playing with the hem of my dress. “I still can’t believe you are a Princess.”Her smile softened, her short dark hair framing her elfin face with sharp cheekbones and hazel eyes that glinted in the sunlight. “I apologize for not telling you sooner about… everything, Ivy.”I knew. She had apologized and accepted my brother’s proposal, the same man whom she was pining over for years until she stumbled into
7 - You Filthy Little GirlIvy“W-what?” Aiden placed the diary on the coffee table between us, including the ruffled pages all straightened out. I looked at the leather-bound diary and those pages with wide eyes. He knows. He read it. He read how I fantasize about him. “Look at me,” he commanded, his voice deep. I shook my head, closing my eyes and wanting to run away. I felt embarrassed. I didn’t want him to look at me. I didn’t want Aiden to know how I felt about him like that. Zara was right. Only if I had confessed my feelings before, none of this would have happened. Aiden repeated himself, but it was a warning. “I said look at me, Petal.”I didn’t move an inch, hoping, praying that it was all an embarrassing dream and I would wake up soon. “I won’t repeat again, Petal.” He said, his low voice making me shiver. “Look. At. Me.”Too scared and embarrassed to do something else, I raised my eyes and saw the swirls of emotions in his onyx eyes. With his jaw clenched, he nodded
8 - I Don’t Tolerate LiesAidenI caressed the soft skin of her arms, her bare thighs straddling my lap. Mussed waves of her dark hair. I could feel her body trembling over me, the way her hand curled over my shirt, her face hidden in my chest. If I couldn’t believe that Ivy, my little Petal, gave me one of the best blowjobs I have ever had moments ago, then it must be hard for her to believe it too. Or she didn’t expect me to spank her. Or fuck her mouth like that. Or order her to crawl for me…My large hands glided over her back, under her dress, and squeezed the burning skin of her ass. Ivy whimpered, brushing herself on top of me. Fuck. I controlled myself to take it slow, but I didn’t expect her to have such dirty and hot fantasies regarding me. I thought I was her silly crush, but not anymore. I pulled her closer to me, leaving no space between our bodies, and tipped her jaw to look at me. Her soft breasts pressed against my muscular chest. Her blue eyes were shimmering wit
9 - Spread Your LegsIvyHe chuckled, the sound of his low smoky laugh spreading over my body and nestling between my legs. Fuck, I really want him. Especially the way his grin lit up his handsome face, the corners of his eyes crinkling, and the way his dark eyes gleamed with pure lust.Holding my jaw, Aiden brought me close and pressed his lips over mine. He growled, nipping at my bottom lip, “Such a greedy little Petal.”I smiled and pressed myself closer to him, inhaling his spicy male scent and tugging at the curls of his hair. He groaned and pulled me closer, if it was possible, his hands holding my hips and sliding down to cup my ass.A whimper made its way out of my lips when I felt him grow hard underneath me. I was soaking wet after the spanking, and even after that mind-blowing orgasm, I wanted more. More of Aiden. I pulled away when he took us to his table, my legs firmly wrapped around his strong hips. But then I got distracted by his neck. I kissed the soft skin below h
10 - Can I Join You?Aiden“Guess what I found on my way back here, Petal.” I had a small smile on my lips as I closed the main door behind me and looked at the box of macaroons that were Ivy’s favorite. After my call, I knew she was uneasy. I had to make sure she knew we were on the same page about what we had done. I still smelt like sex and her and fuck, it was the best feeling ever. I wanted to fuck her again. “Aiden.” My smile slipped off hearing that voice. I stayed frozen in the hallway as I looked at her golden hair in perfectly coiled waves, her face sharp and eyes cold as she titled her head at me and the box in my hands. “What the fuck are you doing here?” My voice was harsh enough to make anyone flinch, but it didn’t work on Addison. It never did. She would need a heart and emotions to know that I left her because I was angry at her, disappointed and miserable in our so-called relationship. “Addison said she wanted to talk to you.” My eyes flickered to Ivy. Her wide b
11 - Good GirlIvy“I prefer the lilac color.”“Of course, you do.” I pouted and batted my lashes at him, but he booped my nose and said, “Be good.” Aiden walked over to see another curtain. We were in IKEA, shopping for furniture and the necessary stuff for Aiden’s new home. After joining me in the shower, completely naked, he had conditioned my hair when I told him I already shampooed it and asked—no, ordered me, to stay steady and keep my back arched when he knelt on the bathroom floor to eat me out. I would have slipped and gotten concussion when I climaxed in a couple of minutes if his arm hadn’t held me. When we had finally walked out of the shower and got dressed, he told me he wanted to celebrate with me for getting a new home. “You bought a house?” I was excited. Very excited. So much. But it meant not having him at Hayden’s house more often. It meant no sharing breakfasts or dinners or showering together or sleeping with him on the bed after watching a scary movie togeth
12 - What IfIvy“Hi!” “Uh, hello.” I stood beside Aiden and waved at the girl who was holding a box of—“These are cupcakes.” She shoved them in Aiden’s hands and smiled at both of us. “I’m your neighbor, Mia Miller. Nice to meet you.”“Aiden Stone,” he said firmly. “This is Ivy and—” His phone rang in the kitchen and he offered an apology to both of us, “Sorry, I’ve got to take that.”As soon as he was out of the earshot, Mia looked at me and said, “Your husband is so hot!”I shook my head, heat creeping up my neck. “Aiden is not my husband.”She raised her brow and looked at the man on the phone in the hallway and back at me. “He wants to be, by the way he was looking at you.”I turned redder. She looked a few years younger than me, with shoulder length dark hair and bright green eyes that twinkled with mischief. “Mia!” Someone yelled her name, and it was amusing to see Mia turn red when she turned around to see a man near an expensive, sleek car. “I brought your favorite puddin
13 - Can I join in the hug?Aiden“Why are you so late—oh.” I watched Ivy’s blue eyes widen when she glanced beside me.“Hey, Bug,” Hayden grinned, looking at his little sister who stood at the doorway. Zara, the Princess of Azmia and fiancée of my best-friend waved at Ivy. Ivy didn’t miss a beat and lunged in her arms and hugged her as much as she could with a huge bump between them. I had asked Hayden in the car if they were having twins, and by the look of horror between the couple, I knew my answer. Hayden had called me when I had left the hospital. I had pressed down the guilt that surged when I saw his name and his annoying selfie on my phone. He and Zara were arriving early and wanted me to pick them up from the airport. I wondered how he would react if I told him that I like Ivy. More than like her. He would be stupid not to notice my attraction towards her for all these years. He had warned me and his friend groups that she was off-limits to us, always glaring at any male