Page 28 of Brandy Snap: Part Two

“Please. Just keep sucking me,” I gasped, my thighs quivering with the force of my orgasm.

I couldn’t hold on. I needed some kind of control after what had happened with Zania and Caspian, but his soft licks were too good, and I was already falling.

It was the perfect place to fuck him. As soon as he’d said the room belonged to Zania, I knew I had to cover it with as much of our scent as possible. She was convinced they didn’t want me, and I was desperate to be touched. It was a great deal.

Pleasure built with every lick, and Sin gently stroked my thighs as he feasted, moaning the harder he went. The vibrations hummed through my pussy, like he was enjoying it as much as me. The only reason he wasn’t crying out was because I was grinding on his face.

Even though I’d already come from one brush of his tongue, I wanted more. I wanted to keep chasing the feeling until I couldn’t think anymore. If I could drown out the fear I’d felt when I was trapped by Zania, then maybe I could act like it had never happened.

His tongue paused, and I cried out in complaint as I kept moving, using him without thinking about how it might affect him.

“Sin, don’t stop now.”

“Tell me again,” he murmured, rubbing his nose against my thigh, his teeth grazing my tender flesh as he pressed his cheek against me. “Tell me you don’t need me.”

I melted at his intense look. His mouth still hovered over my pussy, his heat reflecting my feelings for him.

“Sin.” I rolled my hips, asking him to come back to me.

I didn’t see him move, so captured by his presence that it was only when I felt a firm pressure against my pussy did I realise what he was doing.

I groaned as his hot, bare thumb stroked a line from my clit to my entrance, watching every single reaction I made for him. The bumps and grooves on his hands made his exploration even more intense.

The softness was killing me. Just the lightest sweeps were enough to get me worked up, and still too far away from the pleasure I needed.

“What are you going to do?” he asked. “Are you going to say it?” His expressions were always so neutral, so I didn’t know he could tease so easily. But a hint of a smile traced his lips, and the glint in his eyes was like Kai’s when he knew he’d won.

I wanted him inside me. I wanted to show him everything he could have if he took me like this. I was burning up, sweating just thinking about feeling his cock in me.

I whined, a sound that, only weeks ago, I would have been shocked at making. Now it was only for him—for them.

“Sin, please, you have to—” I gasped, my words vanishing as his thumb hovered over my entrance, and he pushed slowly into me. My back arched as he sank in and stroked my inner walls.

“I can wait all day, Melanie,” he said, the lilt in his voice telling me he knew exactly how good he was at this.

I groaned as his thumb pressed down, stroking harder, and my hips jerked, grinding against him.

“Just say the words and I’m there.” His breath was hot and heavy against my clit, a new wave of fire devouring me as another whine poured from me.

I cupped my breasts as I took my nipples between my fingers, pinching myself to find some kind of relief from his teasing.

“You’re so wet for me,” he said with a fond sigh. “Do you like it when I do this?” he asked as he drew his thumb back and thrust for the first time.

Another cry burst from me as my pussy opened for him. It was only his thumb, but it was so much. Because he hadn’t gone this far before. And I needed so badly to connect with him the same way I had with Kai and Caspian.

The heat, the need—it kept me going, each word falling from my lips calling him to me, seeking every unloved spot in my pussy.

“Sin…” I choked as he rubbed his thumb against my sensitive flesh. “Sin, I need you,”

He shuddered under me, but it wasn’t enough to stop him. He wanted this as much as I did, and the blend of our scents and our need made it impossible to stop.

“Tell me.” His smile deepened, loving how I bent for him.

I’d said so many dirty things to them when I was wrapped up in the passion of my heat, but it felt even more intimate when it was only us curled up together.

The words bubbled in my throat, and I squeezed my eyes closed as I let them go.

“I want you to fuck me,” I said in a rushed breath.