Page 37 of Twisted Lies 3
Sin was my equal.
Her breathing was fast and shallow with periods of whimpers intermixed. “Oh God, Core. Yes. Harder.” She grabbed my head, pulling me closer, biting my lower lip. “Your gifted cock is mine.”
Her words unleashed the fire within me. I let myself go, moving faster, pushing her into another orgasm. Arching, she screamed as her moist center spasmed around me. She collapsed right after, worn out and sweaty.
Pulling out of her body and flipping her onto her belly, I guided her up onto her knees. She mewled when I bit her neck. I brushed my lips over the tattoo of a guardian angel inked on her left shoulder and then on the large dove in flight on her right. Continuing on, I rained kisses along her spine.
Nudging her forward onto her hands, I massaged her buttocks. “You have the most beautiful ass,” I rumbled. My fingers slid down the crack between her cheeks, touching her folds so intimately she gasped. “Fuck. You’re so wet for me.”
I slid my fingers through her wetness over and over until her hips squirmed uncontrollably. The air was sultry around us as my hands gripped her waist and I thrust into her smoothly.
Sin cried out with pleasure as one of my hands gripped her hair, with the other wrapped around her waist. I rocked my body into her. Our slick bodies were in perfect synchrony, with a strange magnetic energy encircling us.
She looked so comfortable against my skin.
“Don’t stop,” she whispered, shivering, as she gripped the bedsheets.
Growling, my fingers clutched the sides of her lush hips. I reared back and pushed forward. Every inch of me was sheathed in her. Her body shuddered, her legs quivered, and her core pulsed.?
“You and me, darling, for better or for worse,” I stated roughly, thrusting faster.
“Yes. For better or for worse, Core,” she hissed.
“Fuck!” I cursed when she moved again.
“I’m going to come,” she wailed.
“Not until I allow you.”
My body slapped against hers ruthlessly. She rocked back into me, taking everything I had to give.
“Core, please.”
My body burned for sweet release. “Now!” A strangled shout escaped my lips before I felt the orgasm ripping up my spine, tearing through my limbs.
Sin came so hard that she shouted my name at the top of her lungs. Her inner muscles contracted, milking me as both of us crested.
I kissed her on the shoulder before pulling her farther up on the bed. I clutched her body against mine. I wouldn’t release her. I wouldn’t let her go.
“Shit. That was fucking hot,” I whispered against her lips.
“Hell yes, it was.” She smiled even as she gasped for air.
I kissed her neck, her chin, her cheek. But it wasn’t until I devoured her mouth with sweeping strokes of my tongue, slow and deep, that I realized I wanted Sin more than any woman I’d been with—even Maya.
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