Filthy Beautiful Lies Book PDF Free by Kendall Ryan

She inhales sharply. “And will you fuck my ass?” Goddamn. Hearing those erotic words fall from her perfect lips causes a drop of liquid to leak from my tip. “Not yet, beautiful. Soon, but not yet. I’ll know when you’re ready for more.” “Oh.” “If I do it too soon I’ll hurt you,” I explain….

I rise to my feet, cradling her in my arms. “Come on, let’s go to bed.” “What about our clothes?” She peers down at the heap of discarded clothes and undergarments decorating my office floor. “It’ll give the housekeepers something to gossip about.” She lays her head against my shoulder, lets out a contented sigh,…

“Since what?” I ask. She shrugs. “Since Stella is the one who decorated it and I didn’t think the purple and gold décor went with Colton’s taste, I figured it was time for a makeover.” Colton slides his warm palm against my limp one, a gesture meant to calm and reassure me. I have no…

“You’ve gotta eat,” Pace says, holding up a bag of takeout from one of my favorite sushi restaurants. “And I need an update on what’s going on with sweet Sophie.” He had flown to Italy with me on a whim, so perhaps I did owe him an update. “Is there a spicy tuna roll in…

“How was your day?” I ask. “Way too fucking long. I missed you,” he says. I feel the exact same way. “Would it be rude if we skipped dinner and went straight to bed?” I think about the plates in the warming tray that Beth has left for all three of us. Apparently the household…

After I’ve finished moving my meager belongings into my new room, I’m left feeling bored and alone. But rather than going to find Colton in this monstrous house, I flop down on the bed and dial Becca on my cell. “Hey hey,” she answers, chipper as ever, as though she hasn’t battled aggressive stage-four cancer…

“You’re soft and sweet and gentle. You make me laugh.” “I hate that you have memories with her of things you and I never shared.” I’m sure he knows I’m talking about sex, and my cheeks flush slightly. He said we’re only friends, so why I’m pushing him to tell me about their sexual history,…

“Christ, Sophie.” He tucks himself back inside his pants, which is not an easy task. He’s rock hard and his engorged cock does not look happy to be stuffed into the confined space. I wince just watching him. “Don’t you fucking knock?” he barks in my direction. “The door was open,” I murmur, feeling idiotic….

“What do you want then?” “Something much more valuable…” His eyes trace a path along my exposed cleavage, making my nipples harden. I remain quiet, waiting expectantly and wondering what he has in mind. “I want to know I can trust you. I need your faith and belief in me that I’ll handle my past.”…

I begin to wrap my arms around him, but he stops me, taking my hands and holding them at my sides, linking his fingers with mine. He lifts his head from my shoulder, looking me straight in the eye. Our palms are pressed together and neither of us says a word. It feels intimate and…