Don't Lie

By Pauline Orr

John Spears is a killer of sorts. Since a broken heart can kill, John may just be responsible for an endless number of murders or worse. He is a heartbreaker. A reckless lover that leaves a string of broken women wherever he goes. But all that changes one day when he learns that he may have broken the heart of the wrong woman.

Charlie Craymore is many things, a psychologist, a vixen, a diva and quite possibly a killer but not of the heartbreaking kind. She may very well be the real thing. After a few wild passionate nights with Charlie, John tries to do what he always does, he tries to leave, but all he winds up with is a nasty bump on the head and right where Charlie wants him to be.

As Charlie tries to teach her reluctant patient a much needed and possibly lethal lesson, John finally faces his sketchy past.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AmorBooks.com
• Release date: Jan 22, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005165536

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Don’t Lie

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Pauline Orr

Copyright 2022 Pauline Orr

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Disclaimer: The material in this book is for mature audiences only and contains graphic sexual content and is intended for those over the age of 18 only.

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John groaned, throwing his head backwards as he buried himself deeper and deeper in the tight wet heat around his cock. The woman tonight was exquisite, purely delightful. He considered the idea of seeing her more than once; she knew too many tricks in bed to explore them all in one evening.

John thrust inside her, over and over, feeling each clench of her muscles as she squeezed around his hard shaft. She groaned low in the back of her throat with each thrust he made, grinning when John moaned louder with any particularly strong squeeze. Finally he came, groaning low and loud, viciously pounding into the woman’s pelvis once, twice, three more times until finally he was spent.

He lay back, gasping alongside the woman who promptly curled up along his side, head pillowed on one strong pectoral muscle. She began fiddling with his chest hair, swirling it in her fingers. John crossed his hands behind his head, relaxing and thought back