The Lies We Believe

by Eden Rose

  His eyes dilate and then he watches me as I untie the belt that is holding the coat together. With both of my hands holding the edges of the coat closed, I do a little shake so he can get a taste of what’s in store for him.

  “Shit, Audrey. Fuck! Are you naked under that coat?” He moans and looks over my whole body.

  “That’s not the way you talk to your patient,” I scold and then walk closer to him.

  As I’m leaning over him, I open my coat enough for my tits to pop out for him to look at. I can tell that his eyes are trying to figure out where to look because they keep flicking from my face to my chest. “See, this is what happens when you have to wait on a patient, Dr. Alexander,” I let my words hang in the air and then grab his hand off of his chest. “I want you to feel where you will be drilling.”

  He’s panting out loud and I feel like a goddess to get him to this place. I wrap my hand around two of his fingers and then bring them to my mouth. As soon as they are there, I suck them between my lips and get them all wet.

  “Damn, baby… Fuck!” He groans.

  I smile around his fingers and then take them out of my mouth with a pop! “That’s just to make sure you can slide right into the hole I need you to fill.”

  Without further delay, I guide his hand to the apex of my thighs and through the coat towards my soaking wet center. His fingers begin to fight against my hold but I hold on tighter until the tip of his index finger brushes against my clit. It’s my turn to moan.

  His eyes are boring into me and I about wilt from the attention of it. His finger glides against my clit and now I’m shamelessly rubbing myself against him.

  “It’s,” I say as I drag his finger down my center a little more, “right,” I place his finger to the entrance of my pussy hole and then I spear myself with his finger, “here!”

  Damien takes over and begins fingering me with the type of passion that could only be identified as true lust and erotic need. I don’t even care if we have gone off of my plan, because I’m so close to coming.

  “Fuck!” I howl out as he goes harder into me. I deny myself the orgasm that I’m craving and yank his fingers out of me with a growl at myself.

  “Why did you do that?” He demands and then takes his hand back. Once he’s got it back without me holding onto him, he brings the fingers to his mouth and sucks off my juices. “You taste so sweet,” he murmurs around his fingers.

  Without further delay and abandoning my plan, I yank off my coat and throw it onto the ground. With my heels still on, I climb on top of Damien’s body on the chair and align myself in the 69 position.

  He’s got my pussy in his face and he raises the head part of the chair just enough to tongue me where I needed him. I free his dick quickly and all but rip his clothes apart. That damn zipper and I are about to fight.

  Damien’s freed and the long erection that he keeps locked away in his pants is staring at me. I wrap my left hand around the base and the right hand is cupping his balls.

  He groans a little more when I bring my mouth down to suck him into my mouth. I don’t even care about being dainty while I have his dick in my mouth and I go at him like I’m starving.

  My pussy begins to contract around his tongue and I feel my orgasm creep up. Right before I’m about to come, I yank myself off of his mouth and then suck him into the back of my throat. My throat muscles massage his head more and more.

  I slide all the way down his body until my pussy is right above his dick. I don’t even take a minute to align us up, and I do it off of raw and animalistic pleasure. I lower myself onto his dick with my ass facing him.

  Damien’s hands are gripping the cheeks of my ass as I bob onto him. With each squeeze he does of my cheeks, I bottom him out inside me. He’s so deep that I begin to feel a cramp from where he’s hitting. On my next drop of my hips, he presses his thumb against the soft pink flesh between the cheeks of my ass.

  “Fuck!” We both yell at the same time. I don’t stop until I have sweat dripping down my body and he’s groaning too loudly. Damien’s invading thumb has pressed inside the tight ring of muscle and it’s only making me grip his dick harder.

  My orgasm hits me like a wave and I feel my entire body tense up as I’m hovering over him. I force myself to hump him and fuck him through the pain and pleasure I’m feeling until my back spasms out.

  “God damn it!” I yell as I place my hands on his thighs and bring him farther into my body. “Come for me. Fill me with it!” I call over our breathing.

  “Yeah, fuck yeah. Keep fucking me just like that!” He yells out loud. And I do. I fuck him until he let’s out a guttural moan and his balls begin to tighten. Damien thrusts his dick in me and then continuously hits my g-spot over and over. This only sends me into another orgasm.

  He grabs handfuls of my ass and squeezes my cheeks to the point where I hiss in air to help soothe it. I didn’t think it were possible to cream my pussy even more. I’m completely flooded and I know he can tell.

  “Spin around. I want to suck on those nipples and watch those eyes as I fling you into another gorgeous orgasm,” Damien says as he slaps both cheeks of my ass with his open hands.

  I moan loudly and drop my hips down on him once more before I follow directions and do what was requested. My pussy contracts around his dick and I know he’s getting closer because it’s his turn to hiss out his approval. I swing my body around so I can be facing him and I place both of my hands on his chest.

  “Good girl. Now lean over here and give me those pretty nipples. I’m going to suck them nice and good and you are going to get yourself there but you won’t fucking come. Do I make myself understood?”

  My head snaps up and I squeeze my inner muscles around his cock and he grabs both of my heaving breasts into his big hands. “I can’t stop it.”

  Damien slaps me on both of the mounds of my tits and I groan. “I didn’t ask for you to give me an excuse, Mrs. Alexander. Now, I want you to hold it in and when I tell you to come again, you are going to fucking come so hard that you will flood your pussy and it will run down our legs. Do I make myself clear?”

  God damn it. I squeezed the muscles of my pussy tighter in order to control my orgasm that is warring. “Yes, god, yes.”

  I lean over his body and stick my tits in his face and he sits up so we are staring at each other. I wrap my legs around his waist and hold on to his shoulders as I shallowly fuck him and myself to oblivion.

  Damn it! My muscles contract and I begin to beg him to give me what I need. “I need to come. Please, baby. Please let me come.”

  Damien’s eyes dilate and he grunts out his approval for me to come and I do. My body tenses up as I release my orgasm and he moans with me.

  “Fuck. My lovely, you’re so beautiful. You love being my dirty girl, don’t you? You love it when I come in your body and make you mine. Fuck, tell me you love it when I own you and make you mine. You’ve always been mine.”

  He takes both of my nipples in his mouth and sucks on them tightly. “One of these days, your stomach is going to be full of my babies and you’re going to fucking love it. Why? Because you will give me exactly what I want.”

  I hiss out from the pleasure and pain of his harsh sucking and his hard fucking. Each thrust that he drives into me, hits my g-spot and I can’t help it. “I’m coming!” I yell out. I couldn’t stop my orgasm even if he wanted me to. Especially when he talks so dirty to me.

  With one last thrust, he comes and it fills me to the fullest capacity. “Damn,” he whispers.

  “Mmm?” I whisper as I collapse against his hard chest. He tightens my legs around his waist and holds onto my hips next to secure me.

  “I sometimes forget how fucking perfect you are to me.”

  Damien

  I’m closing up my practice with a big smile on my face. Audrey continues to blow my mind everytime I’m with her and she just did a freaky drive by.

  Have you ever been with someone that is willing to do whatever you wa
nt them to do and is constantly ready for your dick? Oh, you haven’t? I highly recommend you find someone that is like that.

  It’s been three hours since I’ve had my wife in my hands coming undone from the pleasure that I have provided her. And in these three hours that she’s been gone, I can’t stop thinking about her. I miss her too much when she’s gone away and it sucks that I’ve become this pussy whipped.

  I’m about to get into my car, when someone pulls into the empty parking lot. The sun is still beating down at it’s highest peak and I have to squint in order to see who it is.

  Quickly, I unlock my car and throw my jacket and bag into the backseat by the time the person in the car has stopped. Garrett comes running out of his car that is still running and he’s wearing his cop uniform.

  “Hey,” I say tentatively. I don’t know why he’s doing a driveby on me and I’m feeling like I’m not going to like whatever he has to say to me.

  He’s out of breath when he stops in front of me and he’s got his hand in the air. “Have you seen Audrey?”

  My heart stalls a little. “A few hours ago. Why?”

  “They just reported seeing her car on the side of the road fucking smashed. The police think that someone cut her fucking break lines. I need you to think about the last time that you saw her.”

  I start to blush a little and I can’t help it. Thinking of my hot ass wife gets me going every time. “Well, she was here a few hours ago and she seemed perfectly fine when she left here.”

  I decide that it's important to leave out the rest of the details regarding why she was here. “Fucking sick.”

  I shrug a little and then look up at him. He’s only an inch taller than me but when we are standing toe-to-toe, it seems like he’s more than that. “You asked. What happened to her car? Actually, fuck the damn car. What happened to Audrey? Is she okay? Please tell me she’s okay,” I demand.

  “Highway patrol was doing their rounds and came across a silver Cadillac on the side of the road and it was smashed to fucking pieces. They did a plate run and found out that it was my sister.”

  “Why didn’t they call me? I’m her husband!” I demand.

  Granted, I know that in a time like this whomever they call is not the important thing. But, I wanted to know if my wife was hurt or something.

  “That’s not important! Audrey’s missing and she’s not with her car. We have sent out a Missing Person’s request to the surrounding areas and we are hoping that we can get something from that.”

  My heart stops beating in my chest and I feel my airways start to close in on me and I’m having trouble breathing. “My wife… We have to find her!” I say out loud.

  Garrett is nodding his head and places his hand on my shoulder. “There’s more.”

  “Fuck.”

  “This is not going to be easy to tell you this, but we found Liz.”

  My head spins and I close my eyes to stop everything from spinning. “What are you fucking talking about? You promised me that if you found her, you would let me know. You promised me that!”

  Liz has been unstable for a long time and there’s no telling what she’s going to be capable of doing. The woman has been known to go off of her rocker before. The only time that I have ever told that woman no, she freaked out on me and hit me repeatedly. It was then that I knew it was time to make a change and possibly get her the help that she needed.

  “Where has she been?” I implore and place my finger against his chest. “Tell me right the fuck now!”

  Garrett shakes his head and then pushes my hand away from him. “Don’t you start with me! All of this is your fucking fault. You had to marry my sister. You had to steal my girlfriend when we were in the Army. You just had to fucking do all of that. Do you not care that you’ve ruined so many lives?”

  I cross my arms over my chest and spread my legs a little to square up against him. “What else?” I interrogate. “What else is your problem with me? You must have more since you delivered those so fast.”

  “No! I’m going to tell you what I thought all of those years that you’ve been gone. I was thinking it was great that you were gone. My sister had a chance. She had a chance of living a good life without you, a fucking monster, darkening her. She didn’t need you and she still doesn’t need you now!”

  My fist formed without me even telling it to do it and I swung it at his head. When my fist and his cheek bone met, I felt a sense of pride that I got him before he realized it. “Don’t ever say that shit. Yeah, I’m a monster but what does that make you? You were there every single second of the day. Hell, I couldn’t take a shit without you near me. Don’t ever call me a monster without calling yourself one.”

  War brings out the worst in people and we definitely did some bad things while we were out there. One time, we had a man tied to a chair and we forcefully got the information out of him. To this day, I still feel sick over what I had done.

  Even though I’ve told Garrett what I think, the panic of not knowing where Audrey is, is beginning to bubble inside of me.

  He’s holding his cheek and the weight of the fact that I’ve just punched my brother-in-law is beginning to weigh on me. It’s a conflicting thing. “We’ve got to find my wife. I don’t give a shit if you hate me or if you love me. I need my wife more than I need to stand up to you.”

  Garrett doesn’t say anything and I leave him standing in the middle of the parking lot as I walk back to my car. I half expected him to follow me over to my car to continue what I had started, but when he doesn’t, I know that I have made my point.

  “I don’t want to relive everything that I have lived and done in the Army and I expected you to understand that. I have had to live with everything that I have done and so have you. I’m sorry that Baron is dead, and I’m sorry that you don’t like me. I love Audrey and she’s my wife. You can either get on board and join in or get the fuck outta my way. But I’m going to tell you right now, that if you don’t join in on what I’m about to do, then you are against me and you better stay away from me. I won’t stop until my wife is back with me.”

  I let my words linger in the air and I jump into my car. I need away from Garrett and I need my wife back. The fact that she got into a car accident hours after she left me is not a coincidence and neither is her disappearing.

  My fingers fly over my phone keyboard as I dial her. It goes straight to voicemail.

  “Hello, you’ve reached Dr. Audrey Michaels Alexander. I’m sorry that I’ve missed your call, but please leave me a message I will get back to you.”

  “Audrey, my lovely. Please call me back. I need you to call me back as soon as you get this.”

  I hang up before I start begging her.

  A light tapping on my window has me jumping out of of my skin and I look over and see my former friend who is now my brother in law. I roll down my window and look at him with a bored glance. “What?”

  “Follow me and I will take you to where the crash is.”

  I don’t even reply to him, and he walks away from my window. I roll it back up and then start my car all of the way. We pull out in a line and after five miles, only five miles, we have stopped right in front of her car. I slide out of my car as soon as I have thrown it in park and walk over to her car.

  The front end is damaged and is crashed into a giant phone tower. There is no way that her car is salvageable, but I could care less about that. I want the woman who was in it more than the car.

  There’s cop tape all around the scene and Garrett is talking to some of the officers. “Damien!” He calls over to me but I shake my head and reach for the caution tape around her car.

  “No! You can’t tamper with evidence!” Garrett yells out at me but I flip him off.

  “My wife!” I yell and then everything has began to click.

  Audrey’s gone and there is nothing I can do about it.

  “Is she… is she?”

  Garrett must sense what I’m trying to say because he nods his head
and points to wreckage. “There is no evidence that there have been any fatalities.”

  “Oh god,” I murmur.

  There is still a chance that she’s alive and she’s okay. No matter, I’m going to have to focus on that thought as I try to calm my breathing.

  That was in vain because Garrett calls out to me and my breathing goes to shit. “Damien!”

  I go running over to the passenger side that he’s standing next to and he hands me a coat. That’s when I noticed that it was the coat that she was wearing when she left me.

  “Are you fucking kidding me?” I demand and yank the coat away from him to bring to my nose. I inhale her spicy and feminine scent in.