Page 37 of The Sinner’s Desire (The Sinner’s Touch #1)

I can see every inch of her skin covered in goosebumps. Her nipples, a delicate shade of pink against the porcelain-white skin, point straight at me, almost begging for my mouth.

I’m so turned on that my entire body, not just my cock, is rigid with tension. I’m holding back the animal inside me because I know this is all new for Lilly. But what I really want is to bend her over in front of the mirror, her hands on the bathroom counter, and fuck her deep and hard.

“I’m not myself when I’m around you,” she says.

“Why not?” I step closer, lift her into my arms, and sit her down on the wide black marble counter.

“Because all it takes is a look from you and I start tingling all over. You haven’t even touched me yet, and I already feel like I’m going to pass out.”

“From fear?”

“No, from anticipation.”

“Why?”

“Because I don’t know what’s going to happen between us, but I really want it. Whatever it is.”

I fight hard to keep control of the madness her words ignite in me. “You need to tell me what you're feeling with everything I do to you, Lilly. I want to know your body like I know my own.”

“I don’t know if I can.”

“I’ll teach you to lose your shame. I need to hear everything—what you feel and what’s going through your head.”

“Why?”

“Because I like it. But more than that, because I want to know every inch of you.”

She drops her gaze and nods. “My breasts ache.”

I glance down at her stiff nipples, but that’s not enough. I reach out, stroking one with my thumb.

She cries out, hypersensitive from the arousal, and her innocent reaction drives me insane.

“Have you ever seen a man naked?” I ask, still teasing her nipple.

“Not in real life.”

“Look at me when you answer, Lilly. Are you here because you want to be?”

“Yes, Amos.”

“Then don’t hide. I want you fully present, every step of the way.”

“I am. I want to learn.” She lifts her eyes to mine, biting her bottom lip. “I love everything you do to me.”

“I haven’t done anything yet. But I will.”

I take her hand and kiss her palm before placing it on my chest. She runs it slowly over my skin, down my abs, getting lower with every stroke.

Pure, raw desire hits me in the gut.

How the hell can this angel get to me like this, when I’ve lived through every kind of sexual experience a man can have?

But that’s exactly what Lilly does. Her scent, her body, her innocence—everything about her short-circuits my logic and hits me square in the lust.

Trying to block out anything that isn’t her and this attraction between us, I ease her back until her spine touches the mirror. Then I lift her thighs and plant her feet on the counter.

She’s open and vulnerable, her breath coming in shallow gasps. She looks like she’s dying of embarrassment.

I hold her chin so she’ll look at me. “Eyes on me, Lilly.”

I don’t wait for a reply. I crash my mouth onto hers, desperate for her taste.

It’s not a sweet kiss—it’s filthy and demanding, my tongue battling hers, claiming her.

One hand keeps working her nipple, while the other pulls her closer by the ass until my thick, hard cock slides between the lips of her soaked pussy.

The skin-on-skin contact hits like a jolt of electricity. We both react like we’ve been struck by lightning.

Lilly moans and writhes, maybe not even sure what she needs. But I know exactly what I want. My lips trail down her neck until I reach her hard nipple. I take it into my mouth, and she gasps, trembling.

My tongue goes to work—licking, sucking, biting softly.

I open my mouth and take her entire breast while my fingers slide down to her clit, rubbing the slick, swollen nub.

The way I devour her with my mouth contrasts the way I touch her—gentle, teasing—and soon, she melts, completely surrendering.

I like Lilly, her scent, her flavor, the feel of her . . .She’s driving me wild. She’s delicious, soft, and responsive to my touch, and I feel my whole body burning with a need to possess her like I’ve never experienced before. Every sigh, every moan, sends my arousal skyrocketing.

“Offer your tits to my tongue, Lilly.”

“How?”

“Hold them together. Feed them to me. Both at once.”

She doesn’t move. Her face is flushed—part lust, part shyness.

“You don’t have to be a good girl with me. I’m not here to judge. We’re here for pleasure. You can ask for or do anything you want.”

“And if I don’t know what I want?”

“You’ll learn. Maybe not tonight, but you will. You’ll learn to crave it.”

She hesitates, but after a few seconds, she makes up her mind. I watch, mesmerized, as she presses her breasts together, holding them up to my mouth.

“Ask,” I command.

“Taste me, Amos. I’m yours. Do whatever you want.”

It’s not just her words—it’s her giving herself to me, giving me exactly what I need that obliterates any remaining restraint.

I suck one nipple, then the other, unable to decide which to focus on because I want them both. I lick, bite, worship. Her skin is sweet like honey. She squirms and moans, and her soaking wet pussy keeps rubbing against me.

I trail kisses down her stomach, licking her navel, and then I’m right where I want to be, between her thighs.

The soft curls are like golden silk, and they call to my tongue.

I take her hand and guide it to her pussy. “Spread it for me. Let me see this pretty little cunt. Use your other hand to pinch your nipple.”

She parts her lips, just a little.

“More, Lilly. I want you wide open.”

“God, you’re going to kill me just with your words.”

I can’t answer—I’m too intoxicated by her scent. When she finally spreads herself for me, I drag my tongue from her entrance all the way to her clit in one long, slow lick.

I’ll never forget that taste. It’s the most addictive flavor I’ve ever known. I could feed on her forever, like a cat with a bowl of cream. But right now, I need more.

Without warning, I plunge my tongue into her untouched opening.

She cries out, hips jerking—part shock, part pure need.

I pull back, eyes locked on her glistening pussy, then dive back in to suck her clit.

Her reaction makes my cock leak. She screams and comes without warning, soaking my lips and chin, her legs shaking uncontrollably.

But I don’t stop.

I’m addicted to how responsive she is. I keep licking and sucking her, holding her open so I can explore every inch.

Her taste is all over my tongue, and if I died right here with my mouth buried in her pussy, it would be the best damn death ever.

I can’t stop licking her, exploring every inch of her sweet pussy, sucking on her pleasure point while my middle finger begins a slow in-and-out motion inside her. She’s tight—tight as fuck—and grips me like a fist.

I add another finger because one thing is certain: I’m taking her tonight. I’ll be buried deep in her sweet, virgin pussy all night long, and I don’t want her to feel pain—only pleasure.

Lilly feels like hot velvet inside, and for the first time, I want to give up the condom just to feel the heat and softness of her flesh wrapped around my cock.

But I know better—it would be too risky, not just because she’s probably not on birth control but because of my lifestyle too.

Even though I get tested every month and have never skipped protection, I don’t repeat partners, and no matter how small, there’s always a risk.

I push aside every thought that isn’t about us. Focused solely on drawing every last drop of pleasure from my angel, I let my fingers go deeper into those velvety walls, increasing the pace and pressure.

She gasps, and her hand grips my hair, silently telling me not to stop.

I suck her clit harder, and her loud moan is a mix of pure lust and desperation, like she can’t handle everything I’m giving her.

She pulses around my mouth and fingers, and when I nip at that sensitive little bundle of nerves, she goes wild, panting, her body arching up shamelessly, offering herself to me.

I keep fucking her with two fingers, thrusting in and out of her soaked pussy, in rhythm with the sucking and nibbling on her clit. Lilly starts clenching around me, crying out my name and giving me everything—her pleasure, her surrender.

Even after she comes, I can’t stop. I keep licking up every last drop of her sweetness.

Then I lift her into my arms, her thighs wrapped around my waist. “Now suck my tongue. Feed on it like I did with your clit. Taste yourself on me. You’ll do the same with my cock next.

I’m going to fuck you deep, and when I’m done, you’ll suck me clean, because I want to taste your pussy on your lips. ”

My words push her even further over the edge, and obediently, she sucks my tongue like I’m her only source of nourishment.

My rock-hard cock slides between her pussy and her tight little asshole, and I want to take her like this, standing. Pussy first, then her ass.

“I’m going to take all of you, Lillyana. Every last bit.”

“I don’t care. I want everything with you. I’m not afraid.”