Page 44 of The Sinner’s Desire (The Sinner’s Touch #1)

“Why aren’t you talking to me?” she asks as I start pulling the car into the garage of my building.

I don’t answer. When I park, without saying a word, I push my seat all the way back, unbuckle her seatbelt, and pull her onto my lap.

“Amos?”

“We’ll talk later, Lillyana. Right now, I want to fuck you.”

“Here?” Her voice comes out in a shaky whisper.

“I’m not waiting. I need that pussy sliding down my cock. I want you to swallow every inch of me.”

Her breathing picks up, but I give her no time to think. My hands are already pushing her dress up and touching her panties.

“Why can’t we go upstairs?”

“You telling me you won’t let me fuck you right here? I told you I’d take you whenever and wherever I wanted, and right now, I want to be inside that pussy.”

I feel her wetness through her panties, and my cock thickens even more when I realize she’s already soaked.

“Someone might come.”

“The windows are tinted. Besides, this upper garage is mine alone.”

I pull my hands from her body and wait, almost hoping she’ll say no—that she’ll tell me she can’t be what I need. But instead, she cups my face and kisses me desperately.

She licks and sucks my mouth, throwing all caution to the wind. Her complete surrender, not giving a damn about social rules, flips a switch in me.

What started as a test turns into pure madness.

I yank her panties to the side, her wet pussy dripping onto my fingers. “So fucking dirty. Dying to be fucked. I’ve gone easy on you so far, but I want you riding my cock now, Lilly. I’m going to stretch you wide open.”

She moans into my mouth as I slide two fingers in at once—because I’m starving for her. As I thrust inside to get her ready, her tongue mirrors the motion in my mouth.

“Unbutton the dress. I want to see your tits while I fuck you.”

Maybe the language is too raw for a girl raised in a convent, but right now, I’m not sugarcoating shit. I spent all night inside her, telling her exactly what I’d do, and Lilly knows I’m not the type to hold back.

She’s eager, fumbling to open the buttons with one hand while trying to unzip my pants.

In one swift move, her panties are shredded in my hands, and I hold her dress up because I want to watch as I sink into her dripping sex.

She’s more desperate than I am now, and I nearly smile when she kneels on the seat, one leg on each side of mine, trying to help me get my jeans down.

As soon as my cock springs free, she surprises me by lowering herself onto the tip, barely. Feeling her soaked pussy with no barrier for the first time makes me grit my teeth, the urge to slam her down until her ass is in my lap driving me insane.

“The condom.”

“You told me you get tested. I trust you.”

“Fuck, Lilly, are you trying to drive me insane?”

“You thought I’d say no,” she says, finishing unbuttoning the dress. “But what you don’t know is that I’ll never say no to you, Amos.”

She fully sinks onto my lap, but I don’t think she realized what it would feel like to take all of me, because she gasps for air.

“Oh . . .”

“Jesus, woman.”

Sweat drips from my forehead as I grip her hips tightly, trying to contain the fury of my need. I should lift her, but I need to feel her pulsing around me a little longer.

“Think you can handle me?” I ask, a little crazed, because she looks like a fucking wet dream—impaled on my cock, her perfect little tits exposed, her face a mix of sin and innocence.

“I barely know anything, but I want whatever we are. Do whatever you want. I’m yours.”

Her promise hits deep in my soul, unleashing a kind of madness I’ve never experienced.

I make her ride me hard, cock and tongue thrusting deep into her pussy and mouth.

I swallow her moans greedily, savoring her sweetness.

“Grind on my cock while you ride me.”

She obeys, letting out a desperate moan.

“Does it hurt?”

“Yes . . .but it feels good too.”

Fuck!

I slap her ass as I pound into her, making her bounce in my lap. Then I lower my head to suck her hard nipples.

She gasps, whimpers, begs—but I don’t let up, driving into her hard. I caress the crease between her ass cheeks, letting my finger glide lightly over her tight little hole.

“I’m gonna fuck your ass. Gonna come in your ass, your mouth, and your pussy.”

She lets out a low, needy moan and bites my neck.

“Suck my finger,” I order, holding it up to her lips.

She obeys—not just sucking but swirling her tongue around it, just like I taught her to do on my cock last night.

“Fucking perfect.”

I go back to touching her ass, using the finger she just sucked to slowly penetrate her tight hole. She clenches around it.

“I won’t hurt you. I just want you to get used to it.”

She relaxes just enough to let the tip in, and I lift her hips, thrusting faster. I want her to come while being taken both ways.

“You like that, my dirty girl? Like feeling stuffed full?”

“For you. Always for you.”

“Come for me, Lilly. Soak my cock.”

I need her to give me everything because I’m right on the edge, my arousal hitting a level of pure depravity.

I slide one arm across her shoulder, pulling her down as I thrust up into her. I kiss her deeply, my finger teasing her virgin opening, taking her every way I can.

She starts to tighten, pulsing around me, my veins bulging inside her.

“Look at me when you come,” I command.

Lilly trembles in my arms but obeys.

I fuck her hard, pushing her body to its limit, and Lilly begs for release.

“I don’t want it to end,” she says, but we both know she’s going to come in seconds. “I want this to last forever.”

My chest tightens because something tells me she’s not just talking about the sex—but about us.

I don’t have time to dwell on her words, though, because her body starts trembling harder, and she clings to my neck, holding me close as she gushes around me.

Her spasms pull me over the edge, and I wait only for them to subside before thinking about pulling out—but Lilly grips me tighter.

“Come inside me. I want to feel it too. Mark me. Fill me up.”

I can’t deny that—her wish is mine too—so I stop thinking.

I grab her hair, tilt her head back so she’s looking at me, and fuck her with a savage rhythm. “Look at me. I’m gonna fill you with my cum.”

Hot jets shoot deep inside her, and my orgasm seems endless. We tremble together, lost in the raw force of release, consciousness fading into a space where only the two of us exist.

There are no words to describe what just happened, so we simply hold each other—falling freely, deliberately, into the abyss of sensation—lost in a connection neither of us planned, but one we might never be able to escape.