Page 37 of Sin & Fall

“Zack! It’s okay.” Soft hands land on my back, and the anger in my body dissipates. When I look over my shoulder, it’s not Kat speaking to me. It’s Chloe. My little sinner. And she’s not stopping me. She’s giving me the strength I need to end this.

I push the dildo in so deep that I lose grip of the end. Jackson’s body convulses with pained gagging sounds before he stops moving completely.

Chloe moves away from me, one hand clutching her rosary as I get to my feet. She’s scared I’ll hurt her? I’m starting to think that’s what she wants.

“You let me kill him.”

She swallows her disgust as she looks down at the body, her nose scrunching up in the cutest way as she stares at his mouth.

“You had a reason for wanting him dead, and bad men deserve to die.”

That they do.

I take a step toward her, and she inches back.

“I could have done it for fun. The same with the other guy. They were just in the wrong place at the wrong time, same as you.”

She shakes her head defiantly, a few dark curls bobbing around her forehead. The rest hidden beneath that ridiculous thing on her head.

“I don’t believe that. You were prepared for each one.” She nods toward my bag. “Whatever they did to deserve to die in such brutal ways must have been awful.”

I grab her by the throat and lift her onto her tiptoes. She holds onto my arm, but doesn’t try to pull me off.

“Tell me why they needed to die. Tell me who Kat is,” she chokes out.

She heard her name, but not the details? Why does that disappoint me? It’s not like anything will change if I share the trauma with her. It won’t make this any easier or alter my endgame.

I squeeze tighter. “Why do you want to know? So you can absolve me? Make me see the light? Little sinner, even you don’t believe in that. You wouldn’t be offering yourself up to me so freely if you had any faith left. The only way you’ll be washing away my sins is with your drenched little cunt. I’ll lap up that holy water anytimeIfeel like getting a taste of divinity, and not because you’re offering it.”

I toss her back onto the bed, and leave her gasping for air as she rubs at her throat.

Her panties are loose on the sheets. I pick them up, and feel their dampness in my palm. Bringing them to my nose, I inhale the scent of us both. Fuck, we’re an intoxicating pair.

As I tuck them safely away in the pocket of my jeans, I wonder if souls get to take keepsakes to the afterlife with them. These will be mine. Even if hell is real and I’m subjected to an eternity of pain, I’ll be able to endure it with Chloe’s panties burning a reminder of our short time together in my pocket.

I look over her limp body on the bed. There’s more than just lust fueling my need for her now. She’s strong. I admirethat. I’m slowly cracking the shell her religion had encased her in, and seeing the deviant hidden beneath.

“Right now seems like the perfect time for another taste of you.”

Pinning her legs open, I dive straight into her heat before she can protest. She’s a slippery, wet mess. My face is immediately slick with her previous release, and I can’t wait to get drenched in more.

“Zack, I can’t,” she whimpers.

Looking up at her, I drag my tongue over her clit, making her wince. “Did you forget what I told you?”

She shakes her head weakly, a soft acceptance in her eyes. “I come for you.”

“That’s right. So, if I say I want another taste, then you better fucking feed me.”

I push my tongue deep inside her, and let my eyes drift shut as I savor her rich taste.Where has this been all my life?Even the worst days would have been tolerable if I knew I had this waiting for me. My heart aches for the loss of it all. Pushing those thoughts aside, I focus on getting her off.

Chloe’s fingers dance over my scalp, and her hips squirm insistently.

“You want more, little sinner?”

The fierceness in which she latches onto my hair and pushes my face closer to her pussy is the only answer I need.

I speed things up by pushing two fingers in and caressing her sensitive spot.