Page 35 of Sinners’ Appetite

I’m so fucking proud of him right now.

I just wish he hadn’t felt like he couldn’t tell me.

“You really want to hear the rest of it?” he asks through his tear filled eyes.

“Yes—I do.”

“Why doesn’t any of this bother you?”

“Because—you’re fucking human, Malachi. Why would I hold that against you?”

I position myself so that I can rest my head on his lap and he reaches down, running his fingers through my hair as he resumes the story.

“He leaned down and started to kiss along my chest, working his way down past my stomach until he got down to the hem of my pants. I didn’t even try to stop him.

I wanted it,” he says. “I then reached down and grabbed the back of his hair as he ripped my shorts down past my knees. Everything happened so damn fast and it just—felt so right.”

Even though I know it was all because of a tragic event—my clit starts to throb as I picture everything he’s describing.

“One thing lead to another and I had him bent over the island, sinking my cock into his ass slowly at first, until I couldn’t hold back any longer. I fucked him so hard that it brought tears to both of our eyes. It was so passionate. So…real. I never felt so alive, until—you.”

I lift my head and sit up, wrapping my arms around him. When I pull back, he grabs the back of my head and presses his lips to mine, gripping my hair tighter as his tongue explores my mouth.

I hop onto his lap, wrapping my legs around his waist, moaning when I feel how hard he is beneath me.

Finally, when our lips part, he grabs the front of my throat and pushes me backwards onto the bed.

“You have no fucking idea how much you mean to me, baby girl,” he hisses, clenching his teeth together as he stands and pulls his pants off, followed by his shirt.

He then kneels on the side of the bed, reaching over to pull my shorts off, tossing them to the side as he places himself in front of me, sitting back to admire my soaked pussy.

Without saying a single word, he dives down between my legs, licking and sucking at my clit with so much needy desperation that it nearly makes me come within seconds.

“Slow down, baby,” I moan, but he doesn’t let up.

For what feels like forever, he laps at my arousal, devouring me as if it’s his only purpose.

Finally, he lifts his head to look up at me, his eyes still filled with a hunger I’ve never witnessed before.

“Please, don’t ever leave me, Nikki,” he pleads, tears filling his eyes once again.

I reach for him as he leans over me, pulling him down close to me. “I could never leave you, baby. You’re the only reason I’m still breathing,” I whisper.

His hard cock finds my pussy and he slips inside me. This time, he keeps a slow and steady pace, reaches for my hands and places them up above my head, pinning them there as he wraps his other hand gently around my throat.

“You’re mine, baby girl. All…fucking…mine.” His moan is deep and raspy, sending chills throughout my entire body.

“I’m all yours…”

“Say it again,”

“I’m all yours…” I whimper as pushes his cock the whole way inside me, his hips pinning me down as he lowers his head down to lightly bite the side of my neck.

When he raises his hips again, a sadistic look builds in his eyes, so I take a deep breath, knowing damn well that my pussy is about to be abused.

He pushes back into me, still keeping a tight grip around my throat. With each quick movement, he lets out a light growl, the air around us echoing with the sounds of his deepening thrusts.

I can barely take a breath, gasping for air as he digs his fingers deeper into the sides of my neck.

My vision blurs and I find myself drifting off into a whirlwind of pleasure as he continues to slam into me violently.

“Fuck, Nikki!” I can feel his cock pulse inside me and just when I think he’s ready to come, he pulls out and lets go of my wrists. “Flip over,” he demands as I lie there trying to catch my breath.

I roll over, and he grips my hips on either side, lifting my ass up and dipping down behind me, spreading my ass cheeks open so he can circle his wet cock around my asshole.

“Stay just like that, baby.” I look behind me and watch him get off the bed, walking over to where his suitcase stands under the window. He unzips the small pouch on the front and grabs something from inside.

When he gets back onto the bed, I keep my eyes held on him, noticing a small bottle of lube in the center of his hand.

I don’t say a word as he kneels behind me and squeezes a few drops of the lube down onto my ass.

“Do you trust me?” he asks, resting a finger on the entrance.

“Yes, baby. I trust you.” I moan as he slips the tip of his finger inside my ass, gently pushing deeper and deeper.

I drop my head down and take a deep breath in as he pulls his finger out and adds another. It’s not nearly as bad as I thought it would be. Thanks to the lube, probably.

After a few more gentle thrusts, he pulls his fingers out and I feel the tip of his cock push up against me.

“I promise, I’ll go slow. Use your safeword if you have to, baby.” He moans, dropping another generous amount of lube down onto my ass, rubbing his cock through it before pushing inside me, barely able to fit at first.

Okay, I lied. It is that bad. Holy fuck.

“Fuuuckkkk!” I cry out, trying so hard to resist yelling out ‘tree-house’ but I just don’t know how much more I can handle.

Just then, the pain starts to fade and my cries turn into desperate moans, craving to feel him even deeper.

“You’re doing so fucking good, baby girl. Do you feel the way your ass is gripping my thick cock?”

“You feel so good…holy fuck…” I bring my hand down and circle my clit as he starts to fuck me harder, my ass stretching around him like it was made for him.

“I’m gonna fucking fill this ass with my cum.” He sinks in further then quickens his movements, slamming into me harder and harder. I come so hard that my eyes roll back and I lose control of being able to hold my hips up.

“Such a good little slut… fuuuckkk yes.” He pushes forward one more time, holding himself still with his cock balls deep in my ass, filling me to the brim with his cum as he lets out a loud satisfied growl.

When he finally pulls out and sits back, I flex my asshole so his cum starts to drip out slowly, pooling below me.

“That’s fucking beautiful…” He slaps my ass and stands up, heading off into the bathroom to fetch a washcloth.

After he’s done washing me off, I sit up slowly, surprised that I don’t feel very much pain. More so, a dull ache.

“Should we go eat?” I chuckle, bending over to grab my shorts off the floor, pulling them on slowly as I stand.

“Yeah—I need to talk to Dean anyway. I kinda lost my temper on him before I came back down here.”

I nod my head. “That’s a good idea.”

Slipping my shoes on, I wait for him to slide on a pair of shorts and reach out for his hand. “I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you…” I say as I open the door to head outside.

I meant it.

I can’t imagine being without him, even after only knowing him for only a week.