Sinner(74)

“So, what do you think,” he murmurs into my ear.

I shrug. “Oh, you know, I don’t see what the big deal is.”

He snorts a laugh as he tickles me, and I lose it as I dissolve into laughter and squirm against him. I giggle as I turn in his arms to face him, and I lean forward and kiss him. It’s meant to be quick, but I’m lost the second we touch, melting into him and letting my body mold to his.

He pulls away and shakes his head. “Don’t see what the big deal is huh?” he says under his breath.

I giggle, my eyes flashing mischievously at him before I kiss him again. “Oh, I definitely see what the big deal is, trust me.”

He pulls me close, kissing me again. Slowly, I pull away and I bite my lip. “No, actually what I was thinking was what the heck took me so long.”

“In fairness, it’s not always that good.”

I bite my lip. “It’s not?”

He grins. “Shit, it’s never that good.”

“I guess we peaked.”

“Guess so,” he murmurs. His hand slides down to the small of my back, making me tingle before it moves to my butt. He grabs me possessively, and the feeling of him pulling me against him, with that look in his eyes and that grin on his roguish lips has me tingling all over again.

It has me wet all over again.

I kiss him again, and I can feel my pulse skip a beat as I feel his cock pulse hot between us.

“I guess if we peaked we probably shouldn’t bother doing that a second time then, huh?”

His eyes flash, and his hand tightens on me. “Careful.”

“Of what.”

“Because if we keep going, sweetheart,” he growls into my ear. “I am going to ruin you for that poor fiancé of yours.”

“Not my fiancé.”

“So you’re not opposed to me ruining sex with any other guy for you?”

“Please do,” I whimper as he kisses me again.

I melt against him as his hand slides down between us. His fingers brush across my sex, and I shiver, reaching down to wrap my fingers around his thickness.

His finger slips inside, stroking me, making me whimper as I start to pump my hand up and down his length. I gasp as he rolls us over, pulling me on top of him with my legs spread over his muscled hips.

“Wait, what are you-”

“Trust me.”

“I do,” I whisper. I bite my lip, looking down at him. His hands grip my hips, stroking my thighs. He reaches for another condom, tearing the pack open as he watches me. I watch, my eyes wide as he rolls it over his large, throbbing cock.

He lifts me up, reaching between us to center his cock against my opening. His other hand rests on my hip, pulling me down, and slowly, I start to slide onto him.

Oh, God.

It’s the feeling from before all over again. The slow stretch, the exquisite feeling of penetration, the way he fills me until I’m gasping for air and seeing stars. I gasp loudly as I feel myself sink all the way down, resting on his hips as his hands stroke my thighs.

“Fuck,” he groans, looking up at me with this look of awe.

“What?” I’m, suddenly self-conscious, blushing.

“Remember that time I called you an angel, back at the bar that first day?”

I nod, and he leans up close. His hands slip into my hair, tangling in it as he draws me close, his lips right against mine.

“I meant it.”

I moan as I kiss him, feeling him pulse deep inside of me. His hands drop to my hips, gripping me tight and slowly raising me off his lap. I whimper, moaning for more before he rocks his hips up to meet mine. My eyes roll back in my head as the pleasure erupts through me.

His hands grip me, sliding me up and down, filling me again and again as I rock against him. I start to roll my hips on the down stroke, feeling his cock stroke against some sort of magical spot just inside of me that has me whimpering and shaking for him. My hands tangle in his hair, kissing him, biting his lip, moaning into his mouth as he fucks me up and down on his cock, filling me again and again and again until I know I’m going to lose it.

Until I know I’m going to come for him all over again.

His shoulders bunch, his arm muscles flex and coil, and his masculine moans rumble into my ear. I can feel his stubble against my cheek, my nipples rubbing over his broad chest, and the feel of our bodies coming together as one.

His hands grab my ass, pulling me tight, and as I feel him start to pulse hard inside of me, I shatter over that edge again.

I scream, but he grabs my jaw and kisses me, letting my cries drown in his lips. His cock throbs inside, filling me, coming with me as we crash together.

Slowly, we’re dropping back to the sheets, panting as he pulls me close and strokes my skin. I close my eyes, unable to shake the smile from my face in a million years even if I wanted to.