Page 39 of The Sinner’s Desire (The Sinner’s Touch #1)

I put on the condom in record time and return to the same position.

“I haven’t been with anyone since a few days before I met you, and I get tested regularly.

But I’ll test again before I let you take my bare cock in your mouth.

Tonight will be the only time you’ll have me like this.

As soon as the results come back, I’m going to take every inch of you.

I’ll feel every damn part of your body.”

She gasps and looks like she’s about to say something, but I don’t let her. I tease her parted lips with the swollen head of my cock.

I’ve never had a problem with condoms, but right now, I’d give up years of my life just to feel her raw.

Still, even the latex can’t dull the pleasure of watching Lilly gently suck my hard length.

“I’m going easy tonight, but I’m going to teach you how to take all of me—down to the throat.” I grip her head and slowly thrust forward. “Suck me the way you did my tongue, Lilly. Let me slide into that sweet mouth.”

She sucks slowly, and I slide in without rushing to avoid scaring her. Even so, she gags a little—I'm a big guy, and my balls tighten with lust at the sight of her eyes watering with the effort.

The feel of her tongue is incredible, but it’s not enough. Changing my mind, I move off her and lie down on the bed.

I shift her body on top of mine, her pussy right above my face. “Ride my tongue, Lilly. I want you grinding on my mouth while you suck my cock.”

I don’t give her a break. I suck her clit and work my fingers inside her tight pussy.

Lilly loses it, grinding on me, needy and eager, her hand wrapped around my shaft as she takes me deeper and deeper.

She starts to tense, her orgasm approaching fast, and tries to close her thighs, but I don’t let her.

As much as I want to taste her again, her next orgasm is going to be with my cock buried inside her.

I move her fast, laying her on her back. Her beautiful face shows surprise and a flicker of nervousness as I position myself between her soft thighs.

I slide two fingers into her hot pussy, never breaking eye contact, going deeper and deeper until I find the barrier of her innocence.

I move my fingers inside her, gently stretching her. When my hand is soaked, I know she’s ready.

“Look at us,” I command as I line up my erection at her entrance.

“It’s not going to fit,” she says, clearly intimidated by how thick I am.

“Yes, it will. I’ll go slow until you’re all mine. You’re going to open up for me, Lilly, and I’ll make you come so hard on my cock.”

I push in a little, and she squirms. I grip her hips gently—if she moves too much, she might hurt herself.

“No, baby. You’re tight as hell. I don’t want you to feel more pain than necessary.”

She’s so wet that even with the condom, I can feel how silky and warm she is. When I push in a bit more, we both groan.

I keep rocking in and out, slowly stretching her. She needs to open gradually, because I don’t plan to stop.

I thrust as slowly as I can, watching her wide, anxious eyes and that pretty mouth shaped in an eager “O.”

“Come on. I need you so bad . . .I’m going to die if you don’t fuck me, Amos.”

Her breathless plea shatters my control. I grip her thighs, forcing my way into her tight heat. She moans, anguished, and I know I can’t do this gently anymore.

“Trust me. I’ll make it feel good soon.”

I don’t wait for her reply. I thrust all the way in until I can’t go deeper.

She cries out, her body clenching around me. I grit my teeth—her tight grip almost makes me come right then.

She’s crying, so I lean down and kiss her, staying still inside her, working my tongue into her mouth while gently rolling her nipple between my fingers.

Slowly, her sobs turn into soft gasps of pleasure, and she starts to move her hips.

I push up on my elbows and start thrusting, a slow and steady rhythm, feeling her gradually open up for me.

I lift one of her thighs, angling her hips just how I want, and thrust deep.

Her lips part in surprise, then desire overtakes her. She whispers, “More, please,” and I lose the last shred of rationality.

I pound into her, faster, her body gripping me every time I pull out like she’s trying to hold me inside. I fuck her hard, mesmerized by her expression and the way she feels, but also with the way I`m feeling.

Right now, Lilly controls every cell in my body, every pulse of blood, every thought.

It’s like being shattered into sparks and rebuilt with each thrust inside her.

She moans my name, writhing beneath me, nails digging into my arms. I grab her ass and fuck her hard, the sound of our bodies slapping filling the room.

She lets out a wild, feral cry when I hit her clit, and her pussy starts pulsing around me, orgasm ripping through her.

I’m nowhere near done, and I want her on all fours so bad, but I know it would hurt her the first time, so I lay her on her side and slip in from behind, lifting her leg.

In this position, I can go deep without hurting her. I hook her thigh over my forearm and start pumping. It’s soft at first but quickly becomes nearly brutal.

I turn her face and kiss her, thrusting my tongue into her mouth just as deep as my cock fucks her.

She moans, pushing her body back into mine, desperate for more.

I spread her lips with two fingers and rub her clit, my balls slapping her ass with every thrust.

“I’m going to come inside you one day, Lillyana. I’m going to flood your pussy with my cum and fill you to the brim.”

She bites my mouth in a wild, feral answer, and comes hard around my fingers. Her complete surrender makes me explode into the condom, filling it so full I worry it won’t hold.

I pull out, and she whines in protest.

“Shhhh . . .I’ll be right back, baby.”

I toss the condom in the trash and, after cleaning my dick with a warm towel, I lie down and pull her on top of me.

Lilly is limp, completely at my mercy, and I run my fingers along her shoulders and back as I try to process what just happened.

Fucking her wasn’t even close to anything I’ve ever experienced before, and now all I know is that I want more.

“I want you to start taking the pill.” I try to ground myself in the practical aspects of our relationship, even though there’s not a drop of rationality left in me right now.

“I already take it. I might need to switch to a stronger dose, though—mine’s mostly to regulate my period. But I’ll only sleep with you without a condom if you get tested.”

“I always get tested, like I told you. But I’ll do a full panel again.” For the first time in a long while, I regret the number of partners I’ve had. If not for that, I could be inside her bare right now.

“So this doesn’t mean it was just for today?”

“I never said it was just today. I just didn’t want us to think in terms of a future.”

She curls up against me and then tries to pull away, but I lock my arms around her.

“You’d rather I lie to you?” I ask, lifting her chin, but she closes her eyes. “Answer me, Lilly.”

“No, I wouldn’t. But don’t send me mixed signals.”

“Look at me.”

She does, and something strange spreads through my chest when I see the complete lack of emotion in her eyes. It’s like she was already expecting me to hurt her. Like she’d braced for it.

“What do you mean by mixed signals?”

Her cheeks turn red. “I don’t know much about myself or about sex yet, but if what happened today is an example of your kind of control, I .

. .um . . .I kind of like it. But I won’t let you control me outside the bedroom, Amos.

Never. You want a casual relationship, as far as I understand.

I’m your girlfriend, but I shouldn’t make plans beyond the next few days.

That rules out planning our trip to Paris, but I won’t let you dictate what I do with my life either. ”

“What the hell does that mean?”

“I have friends—guys and girls—and I’m going to keep having them.

There aren’t many, but they’re precious.

My grandma told me once that you can’t have everything in life, and she was right.

If our relationship is about the here and now, fine.

But I’m not going to erase all the other people in my life just to be with you.

You laid your cards on the table. I’m laying down mine.

I won’t deny you anything—because I don’t want to.

What happened between us . . . I never thought it was even possible.

But if I’m supposed to keep my feet on the ground, because that’s your rule, then I won’t let you tell me what to wear or who to talk to. ”

She doesn’t give me a chance to answer. She gets out of bed and heads for the shower.