Sinner(64)
Disgusting, perverted, sinful lessons.
Letting a man like that put his hands on me — no matter how good it feels — is not worth the shame, or the horrible feeling in my chest right now.
There’s the roaring sound of a motorcycle right before I turn the corner to the rental house. The bike comes screaming up, screeching to stop a few feet in front of me.
Rowan gets off, kicking the stand down viciously and yanking the keys out before he storms towards me.
“Leave me alone, please.”
I go to shove past him, but he grabs my arm, spinning me back to him.
“Hang on.”
“What,” I spit.
“’What’ is you’re doing an awful lot of walking away for a girl who just came to me at the bar.”
I sneer at him. “Yeah well, it seems you were busy.”
“I wasn’t, trust me.”
“Could’ve fooled me.”
He narrows his eyes. “It’s not what you think.”
“Oh, please,” I roll my eyes. “I’m not that naive.”
“She’s engaged.”
I bark out a laugh. “Sounds like just your type.”
“Goddamnit, Eva-”
“What do you want from me, Rowan? Permission?”
“I want you to stop looking at me like I’m offending you.”
“You’re not offending me, because I just don’t care.”
“Pretty big scowl for a girl who doesn’t care.”
I shake his arm off and storm past him without answering. I make it four whole paces, to the back gate of the yard before he catches up, his hand on my arm again. “Eva-”
“Stop it,” I hiss, turning on him.
“You didn’t answer the question.”
“Oh do whatever you want,” I throw at him. “Go play with your…whatever that girl is.”
“She’s nothing.”
“It makes no difference to me.”
“Thought we’d established that lying was a sin.”
“I’m not into you, you know.”
“No?” His eyes narrow at me. “I thought you were pretty into me when my mouth was on your pussy earlier.”
My face goes bright red as my jaw drops. The heat blooms in my body, traitorously, lip-bitingly hot as it courses like lead through me.
“You’re disgusting,” I say quietly, stepping back from him until my back touches the garage wall.
“And you’re wet, aren’t you.”
My jaw drops. “You’re filthy.”
“And you love it,” he husks, moving towards me. My eyes go wide.
“I bet your pussy-”
“Don’t call it that.”
He grins. “What, your vagina?”
My nose wrinkles. “Eww, just-”
He moves right against me, taking the breath and the words from my mouth. “Your pussy is soaking wet for me right now, isn’t it.”
I swallow thickly, blinking as my breath catches somewhere in my throat.
“And you’re just dying to feel my mouth on it again.”
“I am not,” I whisper.
“And there you go lying again.”
“No.” I shake my head, my eyes locked on his and feeling every nerve in my body craving him.
Wanting him.
Needing him, and the release and the escape and the something so deliciously bad that he brings with him.
“I thought you were the one lecturing me about lying being a sin.”
“It is,” I say softly.
“Well.” Rowan leans close, his body pressing to mine, and his lips brushing my earlobe.
I gasp.
“Since you’re already sinning, think we can probably come up with a much more fun way to do it other than lying?”
“I-” I gasp, blinking up at him. “Yes.”
I moan as his lips fasten on my neck, his hands going to my waist. I whimper as he pulls the shirt from my skirt, his rough hands moving over the smooth skin of my hips, my belly.
“Yes,” I whimper again, pulling him into me, clawing at his shirt. His mouth moves to mine, claiming the moan from my lips, drawing the gasp from my throat.
My hands move to his hair, pulling him closer, needing him to consume me, to take me, to give me everything I know the future with Milton won’t hold.
“Row,” I gasp, pulling away.
I don’t know what to say, I don’t know how to tell him I want the dirty, filthy things he promises me.
I just need them.
“I-”
“Shhh,” he growls, his mouth dropping to my collarbone, sucking the skin there and making me gasp before he suddenly drops to his knees in front of me.
“What are you-”
His hand skims up my legs, pushing my skirt high up until my panties are exposed to his eyes.
I whimper.
His hand slips over the front of them, teasing me, drawing the moan from my lips and making the wet heat only grow there between my legs.