Page 80 of Liar

My head falls into the crook of her neck. I breathe hard, my cock still jerking with the remnants of cum.

Pressure hits at my chest, and I realize Ember’s pushing me off her.

“So you believe me, then,” she says in a flat voice. “About where Savannah was and who she was with.”

I let her push me. “Yes.”

In truth, the lengths my father is willing to go to dominate both his family and the world shouldn’t surprise me.

“What are you going to do?”

I shove my still-hard dick into my briefs and button my pants. That traitorous appendage of mine always wants more of her. “The same thing we were planning to do before you let me rage-fuck you against my house. Track down my father and bring yours home.”

“Are you going to confront Damion with what you know?” Ember follows suit and straightens her clothing. We both need showers. Sadly, there’s no time to soap her up and bend her over for a third round. “Savannah threatened if I told anyone, she would send the police evidence of what I … what I did to Zeke.”

“Oh, she was, was she? I very much doubt that.”

Ember takes a long look at me. “What are you saying?”

“Why give your weapon to somebody else? Or the RBPD, for that matter. They’re small-town cops a step above mall rats. Don’t let that threat stop you from your plans.”

“My plans?”

“Cute, how you’re playing dumb as if I haven’t figured out your little investigator skills.”

She frowns and folds her arms. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Amusement bubbles in my throat, but I shove it down. “If you’re going to narc on my father to the FBI, you need to do a lot better than recruit Aiko and Zeke.”

Her frown falters. “And what do you suggest, other than taking out my frustration by sticking my dick in you?”

I don’t swallow back the amusement this time. What a nice picture. “You need me.”

That startles her. “But you—you’re a Briar. Damion’s heir. You would never go against him.”

“Have more faith.” I tsk. “And try to believe I’ve been waiting a long time for my chance to usurp my father.”

Ember pushes off the wall, peering closer at me. “Say I do believe you. What are you suggesting?”

“Stealing all his cryptocurrency.”

Ember’s mouth falls open. Then shuts. She squints suspiciously. “Why are you telling me this?”

“For the same reasons you told me about Sav and my father, I suppose. We need each other.”

“I didn’t clue you in because I need you, Thorne. I just didn’t feel right holding on to that information, considering that we…”

“We what?”

She seems to second-guess what she was about to say, choosing instead to mutter, “Considering that we fool around.”

“Is that what you’re calling it?”

Ember changes the subject. “Tell me more about the cryptocurrency.”

I shrug, then motion to my car, hunched in the snow. I press the fob, and the headlights flash. “These days, you don’t traffic drugs on foot. You use the internet.”

“I know that much.”