Page 10 of Lie with Me
“Next time, I’ll try harder to break you completely in two,” I assure her.
“Good. I like overachievers.”
“West Point graduate with honors. Hang on.” I remove the condom and drop it in the trash. I then pull her back and haul her into my arms. She sags dramatically, and I laugh.
“Here we go, sleeping beauty.” I place her on the bed, and she giggles. “I pricked my pussy on your cock, and now, I’m dead.”
I laugh harder. “Poor Disney princess. She got the short end of the stick with the spindle.”
“She sure did,” Tara agrees, looking up at me adorably from the pillow.
Before lying down, I grab a towel from the bathroom and wipe us both clean. Then I have a field day removing Tara’s boots. Just looking at them gets me hard. I unzip each one ridiculously slow, then tickle her feet once removed. Her laughter echoes around the room.
“CJ!” she squeals, rolling around on the bed. I’m relentless, holding both ankles together with one hand.
“Uncle! Uncle!” She can barely breathe.
I finally let up. “I told you I would make you laugh as much as I made you come.”
“Good to know you keep your promises.” She pulls at my arm, coaxing me to lie down beside her.
“That’s one thing I can say I do.” I nestle up to her, trailing my fingers along her naked body, reacquainting myself with her curves. “This is new.” I stop at the tattoo on the top of her thigh.
“I got it a few months ago.”
“What is it?”
“A few lines of the sheet music to one of my favorite songs.”
“Which is?”
““Stars”by Grace Potter.”
“Never heard of her.” I press my fingertips into the music notes dancing on her skin.
“She’s amazing.” Tara’s eyes sparkle. “Her voice is so soulful. It actually makes my spine tingle.”
“She sounds very talented.”
“She’s unreal,” Tara says star struck.
“You’ll have to play the song for me sometime.”
“I will.” She smiles, and it makes me melt. Sucker.
“What does this one mean?” She takes my forearm and flips it over.
“Airborne.” I explain what the saying ‘Death from Above’ and the skull wearing a beret means.
“Like Army stuff?”
“Yes, I was a paratrooper for the 82nd airborne division.”
“You jumped out of airplanes?”
“Yup, and I flew them.”
“Huh, I always wondered what that tattoo meant.”
