Saint (A Dark Mafia Romance)(53)

“Was that what I was? The dirt to sweep under the rug?”

“No,” I growl, pulling her close and feeling something blaze inside of me.

“I don’t know what you were, but you fell into me the other night and I-”

The fuck am I saying?

What the actual hell am I saying?

“I like that you fell into me,” I say quietly.

“Me too,” she whispers.

“I’m sorry you’re in this, and I’m sorry Marlow freaked you out, but I need you to answer this right now and right here.”

Her eyes meet mine.

“Two questions, sweetheart. Are you scared of me?”

She hesitates. For a second, she drags her teeth over her lip, her eyes studying my face.

Hesitating is good. Thinking hard on that first is good. I should sort of scare her, even now.

“No,” she finally says.

That’s better than good.

“Do you trust me?”

There’s another beat, but this time, it’s shorter.

She nods.

“I do.”

“Then that’s all I need right now.”

And I kiss her.

I wonder if I’m going to find hesitance. I wonder if this thing with fucking Marlow freaking her out about me shatters whatever this is.

That worry goes right out the window when she grabs my neck and yanks me against her. She whimpers hungrily as her lips part and her tongue finds mine, and when she presses her small body tight against mine and holds me like she’s afraid she might blow away, that’s the last of the wondering I need to do.





Chapter Twenty-Eight





Connor




I carry her in my arms back up the stairs to the bedroom, tossing her down on the bed with a shriek that gets my cock throbbing hard. I crawl over her, flipping her onto her stomach and tracing a hand down her bare back. Sierra purrs, arching her body and scrunching the sheets in her hands.

My hand moves lower as I hover over her, until I cup her sweet little ass in my palm and squeeze.

“I want more of this,” I growl into her ear.

She gasps a shuddered breath, her head turning as her eyes slide to mine. Even in the semi-darkness of the room, I can see the blush that spreads over her face.

“Why?” she says breathlessly.

“Because I think I like you, but I know I like this ass.”

She laughs and then bites her lip, dragging her teeth over the skin as I grab her ass possessively. I give it a small swat, watching her flesh move and groaning at the way she catches her breath.

“No one’s ever done that,” she says over her shoulder at me, her eyes hooded. “What you did before, I mean. I’ve never-” her face blooms dark red again.

“Say it.”

“Been licked there,” she whispers.

“And?”

My knee goes between her thighs, spreading them. My eyes dip down her back, my hand sliding between her parted legs and running a finger over her pussy.

She’s dripping wet.

I drag my eyes back to hers, seeing them half closed, her mouth hanging open as I tease her softly.

“You can say you liked it, I won’t tell anyone.”

She bites her lip, her eyes sparking something fierce as they narrow on me.

“I liked it,” she husks out, and it’s almost a shameful admission, except I can tell by that edge in her voice that admitting it is turning her on even more.

“Guess you’re a dirtier girl than you thought.”

“I like being dirty, with you,” she whispers.

I ease down over her, my lips right by her ear as my fingers continue to lightly stroke her heated cunt.

“Well, we should keep going with that don’t you think?”

“Being dirty?”

“Yes,” I hiss into her ear, nipping at it with my teeth and making her shiver. I can feel how wet she is, and suddenly, I’m not in the mood for teasing.

I flip us both over and drag her up into my lap. My back’s against the headboard, legs outstretched, and Sierra straddling my cock with her thighs on either side of mine.

I stroke my cock against her opening, feeling her wet heat fucking drip down my shaft as she moans above me. She pushes down, engulfing the first few inches of me in her sweet heaven before she just moans and sinks the rest of the way down. She whimpers as she rises up, rolling her hips as her eyes lock onto mine before she takes every inch of me again with a mewling sigh.

My hands fall to her hips, gripping her tight as she rides me before they slide back to cup that perfect ass of hers again. My hands knead her skin, cupping that candy apple ass in my palms as she bounces up and down. A wicked grin spreads over my face as I move one hand closer to her center, letting my finger tease around our joining. She moans throatily, her hair cascading over her face as her hands drop to grip my chest. She keeps rocking in my lap, riding my shaft as my finger starts to get bolder.