Page 104 of The Oath We Give

“Use your words, pretty girl. Talk to me.” I rub my thumb into her skin, trying to coax the words out of her.

“Every time I’ve tried messing around with anyone else, I don’t stay there with them.” Her teeth graze her bottom lip, looking so torn yet so needy. “I get lost in my mind, in the past. I want to stay here with you, Silas, but I don’t know how.”

My jaw tightens.

I want to taste her orgasm on my tongue. Want her to stay here with me.

Whatever it takes to get there. Whatever I need to do so she trusts me.

My hand moves from between her thighs, reaching beside her hip to grab my gun while I place a warm kiss to the inside of her knee.

She turns her head to look down her side when I nudge her wrist with the handle of my gun, offering the weapon to her.

“What are you doing?”

“Making sure you stay with me,” I murmur. “And giving you control if you don’t.”

“You can’t be serious,” she breathes, chest heaving. “You’re going to let me hold a loaded gun to your head while you—”

“I said it, didn’t I?” I interrupt, dragging my bottom lip up her inner thigh, barely touching her. Her dark eyes are lit with desire as I peer up from the apex of her thighs. “If this is what makes you feel safe? If this is what it takes for you to let me taste you? Fine.”

I press my face to her skin, pulling the tip of my nose along the top of her smooth leg, inhaling and exhaling a pained groan. Just the smell of her is driving me out of my fucking mind.

“I’ll take a bullet in the skull, Hex. Just make sure you come on my tongue before you pull the trigger.”

“I—I can’t—”

“Take the fucking gun, Coraline. I won’t ask again.”

I press the metal against her warm skin until she reaches out tentatively, taking it from me, shaky palm curling around the handle.

“Good girl.” I groan as I continue pumping my hips into my fist, the friction between skin and fabric just the right amount of pain. “I’m trusting you not to kill me. You’re gonna trust me to eat your pussy.”

I dive forward, cutting off any argument she may have. My tongue licks a stripe up the seam of her cunt, forcing Coraline to toss her head back with a whiney fucking moan that makes my cock jump in my hand.

The cool metal of my gun presses against my temple, making my blood heat.This is the only way I want to die.

Her pussy tastes the way I knew it would. Musky and sweet, melting into my throat, making me desperate for more.

My hungry mouth presses deeper between her folds, and I groan as I lap up her wetness, as my tongue rolls flat against her clit, circling the bud with narrow circles.

Her cunt is hot against my lips, body trembling beneath me as I trail a teasing finger along her inner thigh, stopping just short of her tiny hole.

“Fuck yes,” she whimpers, panting as her nails scratch through my trimmed hair, making a chill race down my spine.

I pull my hand from my cock, using both to explore up her body. My large palms grope her waist before sliding beneath her T-shirt, tracing the contours of her ribs before scooping her breasts up into my hands.

My fingers flick across her nipples, making me tilt my head.

“You’re pierced?” I murmur, throwing the question from earlier back at her as I drop a kiss to the top of her mound.

She looks down at me, face flushed from ecstasy, giving me a cute nod as she bites her bottom lip.

This fucking woman.

A growl rips from the back of my throat as I tear the front of her shirt open, leaving her tits exposed and hanging like ripe fruits for me to dig my teeth in. Two sets of heart jewelry decorate each side of her dark nipples.

This is my Garden of Eden, and I’ll sin every time if it looks like her.