Cruel Hearts by Sofia Daniel

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Without meaning to, my hands rose, and I pressed my palms against Orlando’s chest. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to push him away or give his hard pecs a grope. “Why?”

“Why what?” Orlando edged forward, giving me a better handful. His heart beat as rapidly as mine.

“Why should I let you anywhere near me?” The hypocrisy in my words slapped me upside the head like a wet fish, but I wanted him to sweat before I gave in to his advances.

“Because you’re the most exciting girl I’ve ever met.” He pressed a kiss on the tip of my nose. “Because you drive me crazy. Because I want to prove to you that we’re not a bunch of bastards.”

My brows rose. “I had no idea kisses were admissible in the court of Lilah.”

“I could plead my case to the judge’s pussy?”

Arousal surged between my legs. “I’m not fucking you.”

Orlando shook his head. “Just my tongue. Nothing more.”

“Why should I believe you?”

“I’ve never pushed for more in the past, and I won’t this time.” His lips landed on mine in a kiss that sent sparks of pleasure racing to my clit. “Let me worship at the altar of Lilah until you cum all over my face.”

At those words, the muscles of my core clenched. Hard. I’d suffered an outrageous amount of dry spells since breaking up with Sammy, and my lady garden was parched for attention. “If this is a trick—”

“It isn’t.” He grabbed my hand and placed it on his hard, pulsing dick. “See how much I want you.”

I gave it a gentle whack. “Don’t act like you’re incapable of having an erection while plotting a girl’s downfall. I still haven’t forgotten about the hidden cameras.”

“Lilah.” His groan was deep enough to give me a low-down tingle.

“What?”

“Every time one of us has screwed you over, it’s backfired.” He pressed a kiss on my forehead. I was about to tell him that Maxwell had succeeded, but he spoke first. “Max got the furthest with you, and now look at him. He got beaten up by your ex and now you occupy his every thought.”

I rolled my eyes. “Really.”

Orlando cupped the side of my face. “He’s fallen hard. You’re addictive.”
I glanced away. That was the second time someone had mentioned his feelings for me. The third if Maxwell himself was to be believed.

“So, I’m like crack, then?”

Orlando smirked. “Worshipping at the crack of Lilah?”

“Don’t be a dick.”

“Are you going to let me finish what we started at Christmas or not?”

“If you so much as film this or—”

His firm lips descended on mine in a kiss that curled my toes. “I won’t venture anywhere you don’t invite me, and I’ll let you check me for hidden cameras.”

The cogs in my head turned. This was my chance for revenge. I could set up a smartphone and record him doing something lewd, but the thought of his tongue between my legs set my pulse racing.

“Alright,” I said.

Orlando’s expression dropped. “What?”

I grabbed his hand. “Come upstairs.”

In the blink of an eye, he had my feet off the ground and my legs around his waist. Excitement made my heart lurch, and I wrapped my arms around his neck.

I stared into his mischievous, hazel eyes. “What’s this?”

Orlando grinned. “Taking you upstairs before you change your mind.”