Page 55 of Sinful as They Come (Sinful Trilogy #1)

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“Mm!” I let out.

Sawyer pushed me up against the wall of his bedroom, wrapping one of my legs around his hip in the process. I could feel his big hands lower to my thighs before he tucked them behind me, gripping my ass. Long, skilled fingers kneaded at me, pulling me closer to him.

The kiss was so heated. I could feel myself getting lost in his touch.

In his heavy hands and the way he held me – like he couldn’t get enough of me.

Sawyer’s tongue slipped into my mouth, his tongue dancing with mine as he pulled me from the wall.

His hands stayed on my ass, walking backwards until he hit his bed.

He sat down on the mattress, forcing me to fall into his lap: one of my favorite places to be.

“Mm, baby,” he said with a moan. “Tell me what you want. Tell me and I promise I’ll give it to you. Promise .”

I blushed. What did I want? I wanted to make him feel good.

And I wanted him to make me feel good. I wasn’t ready for all of it.

I wasn’t ready for him to take me. Not yet.

But there were so many other things to do.

All I knew was that there was an ache between my thighs, that I had a desperate need to feel Sawyer.

“I… I’m not ready for… for that .” I tucked some strands of hair behind my ear. “I hope that’s okay. I just want… I want you to touch me. And I really want to touch you. And I hope I’m not disappointing you.”

“Sweetheart, no,” he whispered. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. Promise you’re not disappointing me. You just gotta tell me what you want.”

I couldn’t bring myself to say the words.

Instead, I stood up and lifted up my shaky hands.

It was easier to just show him. My thumbs tucked under the thin straps of my cotton dress, pulling down the smooth material to reveal my breasts.

No one had ever seen me like that before.

My nipples were hard thanks to the cold night air and I just hoped Sawyer liked what he was seeing.

“Fuck, you are beautiful,” he hissed.

I was in nothing but my panties as he pulled me back into his lap. I straddled him as he kissed at my lips then my neck, his mouth getting closer and closer to my nipples.

“Princess, is it okay if I kiss you here? Hm?” he asked, giving me soft kisses to the swell of my breasts. “Maybe suck on those pretty nipples?”

“Mm, yeah.” I nodded, pouting down at him.

A second later Sawyer wrapped his lips around my right nipple, sucking it into his mouth.

My head slowly tilted back at the feeling.

He suckled at the hardened bud, his hand still on my ass, kneading at me with his long fingers.

His lips moved to the other nipple, his tongue out to give it a little lick before he sucked it into his mouth just like the other one.

We stayed there, with Sawyer’s length getting harder with each second that passed.

I could feel him pressing into me, just like the other night.

“Sawyer,” I whined, running a hand through his hair. My fingers grasped at his locks. “Feels so good.”

“Mm, baby,” Sawyer mumbled into my skin. He went back to sucking, his teeth biting down on my nipple softly.

Sawyer’s hands stayed on my ass as he turned us around.

He laid me down on the bed, my legs seemingly spreading just at the sight of him.

His eyes grew dark as he eyed me up and down.

Those green orbs moved across my body so slowly, almost in a calculating manner.

He stared at my covered-up center, his tongue running over his top lip.

“Come kiss me,” I pleaded with Sawyer. “Please.”

Sawyer smiled down at me, his body covering mine as our lips met with an intense kiss. One of his hands lowered, pinching at my too hard nipple and forcing a whine from me. Sawyer ran a thumb across my bottom lip when the kiss ended, his eyes a glowing green.

“Sawyer,” I whined. “Please.”

“Please what, baby?”

“I… I want…” How could I tell him that I wanted him to touch me? I couldn’t get the words out.

“Tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you.” His voice was deep and gravelly, and the tone just made me want him all the more.

Reaching up, I grabbed his hand and lowered it until it got to my center. His eyebrows raised at me, like he was questioning the decision, but I gave him a little nod as a go ahead.

Sawyer pecked my lips, his hands on the elastic of my panties as he pulled them down my legs. My hands moved before I could control them. I covered myself up, my hands going right between my thighs. My mind and heart were racing at the same time.

“Oh, sweetheart, don’t be shy,” Sawyer whispered.

“No one’s ever seen me like this.” My anxiety was very much present. It wasn’t that I didn’t trust Sawyer. I just wanted him to like what he was seeing – and top of that, no one had ever seen me so exposed before.

“I know, princess. You don’t have to show me anything you don’t wanna,” he said, his deep voice still managing to be laced with so much warmth and kindness and sincerity. “Promise I won’t be mad.”

It was the way he was looking at me. It was his words too. It all screamed genuine honesty. It all told me that I could trust Sawyer. That he wasn’t my ex.

I lifted up one hand. Then the other. I blinked, waiting to see what Sawyer’s reaction would be. He smiled at me, his eyes lowering more and more. Until they got to my most intimate part. The spot no one had ever seen or touched.

“Christ,” he whispered. “You have the prettiest, little pussy.”

I blushed, chewing at my bottom lip. “Sawyer.”

“Mm, baby. Lemme look at you for a minute.” Sawyer moved in closer, keeping my legs spread for him as he eyed my center. He kept muttering curse words to himself, his eyes looking all glazed over. “Such a sweet, little pussy. You want me to lick you, baby? Want me to make you cum like that?”

“Yes, please,” I said with an eager nod.

Sawyer chuckled lowly and used a thumb to trace along my slit. Then he licked a long stripe against me – starting at my entrance and not stopping until he got to my clit. I gasped, a hand quickly reaching down to run my fingers through Sawyer’s hair.

“You love playing with my hair, don’t you?” he muttered. “I love it too.”

I could barely focus on his words. He kept lapping at me, his tongue warm and heavy, his eyes stuck on me the whole time.

I couldn’t look at him for much longer, though.

My eyes soon fluttered shut as he wrapped his soft lips around my clit.

I almost jolted then and there. My fingers tugged at his hair as he sucked at me more, my center feeling so wet and sticky.

“Oh, fuck,” Sawyer mumbled against me. “You taste so fucking sweet. Need more of it. Need more of you.”

Sawyer went back to licking at me, his tongue giving my slit a long, heavy stripe.

Then he sucked at my clit some more. I was seeing stars.

I was seeing heaven. I was seeing planets that had yet to be discovered.

All I felt was pleasure. Pure, filthy pleasure.

Sawyer’s hands stayed on my legs, keeping them spread nice and wide for him.

His fingers pressed into my skin, his lips tightening around me.

He kept moaning into my slit, the vibrations just adding to the pleasure. I was so close. I could feel it.

My toes curled as Sawyer moaned even louder, and I finally managed to open my eyes and stare down at him.

He looked so good, his eyes dark and his hair a mess thanks to me tugging at his locks over and over.

I could have sworn he didn’t blink. Not even once.

His eyes stayed firmly locked on to mine, his lips working absolute magic against me.

He sucked and sucked and my eyes were soon rolling into the back of my head. The heat between my thighs was building up. I could feel it. It was seconds away. My orgasm was blossoming hard and fast, and soon Sawyer’s name was falling from my lips in a desperate chant .

“Oh, Sawyer,” I let out with a whimper. “Sawyer… Sawyer…Sawyer!”

It happened then. My orgasm took over my whole body.

I was shaking wildly, my slit dripping wet.

My breathing was uneven and my skin felt hot, but God, it was the best feeling in the world.

My eyes opened and I hazily stared down at Sawyer, watching him lick at his lips.

He smiled at me before leaning forward, giving my slit a soft, lingering kiss that made me shudder.

“Sawyer,” I sighed. “Mm, that felt… That felt so good…”

I heard him hum and before I knew it, I could taste myself on his lips. His tongue pushed into my mouth, his hands either side of my head.

“You have such a sweet, little pussy, princess,” he mumbled against my lips.

I whimpered, my hands tugging off his blazer. My shaky hands unbuttoned his shirt, so desperate to see him. All of him. It was only then that I realized that I had never seen Sawyer with his shirt off.

I licked at my lips when he shrugged his button-down off his broad shoulders, revealing a toned form he had been keeping from me.

My hands landed on his pecs and they lowered more and more, brushing over his abs.

I didn’t stop until I got to the buckle on his belt.

One of his hands landed on both of mine, and my eyes quickly lifted up to meet his intense gaze.

“Watcha doin’ there, sweetheart?” he asked.

“Wanna see you. Please,” I pleaded with him. I needed to touch him. I needed to make him feel as good as he made me feel. “I wanna touch you so bad.”

He hissed and pulled his hand away, letting me unbuckle his belt. The sound of clanking metal hit my ears, and then there was the distinct noise of a zipper being pulled down.