Page 4 of His Sinner

With one hand, I find her clit, and with the other, I nudge my cock at her entrance. Her muscles tighten as she prepares herself for the intrusion, and I slide slowly in, the tight walls of her pussy nearly impossible to penetrate.

She cries out, back arching and head swinging up. “Fuck! Please tell me the whole thing is in.”

I laugh. God, she makes me laugh like no one else. “Not even close, muse. You have several more inches to take.”

She groans, attempting to push back into me and take more of my cock until she yelps and jerks forward, nearly every inch sliding out of her.

I gather her hair in my hand, continuing to play with her clit to relax her for me. “Let your pussy acclimate to my cock. We’ve got all night, muse.”

A whimper from low in her throat is music to my ears. “The writing retreat was just a front, wasn’t it?” she pants. “This is the real reason you brought me here. To fuck me in every room of your giant manor.”

I ease my cock back in slowly, pulling her hair as I do and craning her neck up. “I brought you here to write.” I tug on her hair, making her yelp. “This is just a bonus.”

Her moan sends desire down to my toes. “The writing is the bonus to me.”

My black heart swells. Briar has fallen for this part of me—the part that can make her come so hard, she screams my name and loses all sense of self. Now I just need her to fall in love with my soul, no matter how dark and fractured it may be.

“Remember our safe word, muse?” I drive my cock inside her, spearing her pussy as her walls throb around me. She feels so fucking good.

She cries out at the delicious combination of pleasure and pain. “Yes.”

I tighten my grip on her wet hair. “Good. You may need it.”

With that, I shove her head underwater, water splashing as I slam into her so hard, her ass bounces against me with an echoing slap and her submerged head nearly hits the edge of the tub.

I yank her hair up to let her breathe as I thrust inside her twice more, her ass smacking back against my pelvis and the water sloshing violently around us.

She gasps for air. “What the fuck?—”

I push her head down again, grinding my fingers hard against her clit while I slam into her sweet pussy, tighter than she’s ever been at the tension from not being able to breathe while she gets fucked.

My thrusts pick up speed as she starts to squirm beneath my hand, still keeping her submerged in the water. Our bodies are slippery, the echoes of our wet skin smacking together obscene. Pleasure makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I could come inside her any second.

Finally, I let her back up, and she gulps down air again. I wait for our safe word to sputter from her lips, but it doesn’t. She braces her hands on both sides of the tub, trying to keep me from pushing her back down while she fills her lungs with air. “This is so fucked!”

“And yet you already know this is going to be the most intense orgasm of your life, don’t you?”

“Fuck you!” she spits. When I drive my cock into her harder, she gasps. “Agh! Fuck!”

“Let go of the tub, muse,” I instruct.

“No, you’re going to drown me.”

“I won’t let you drown. You said you trusted me. Either you trust me or you don’t.”

I’m uncertain what she’s going to choose—to keep fighting me, keep her palms braced on the tub, or to let her hands fall back in the water and put her trust in me.

Slowly, her white knuckles slacken, and her hands inch down the edges of the tub to rest in the water below her.

“That’s it, muse,” I murmur. “I’ll let you come now.”

I shove her head back underwater, slamming my cock into her as hard as I can on the slippery surface. My frantic fingers on her sensitive clit make it throb until her pussy is clenching and pulsing around my cock, the orgasm finally sweeping over her.

She writhes beneath me, screaming underwater, and the sight and sound of her unraveling is my own undoing. My cock jumps inside her pussy, ropes of cum shooting out before I even feel my balls tighten.

Pleasure coils around my spine and sings through my veins, eyes aching to fall shut, but I can’t let her out of my sight. Not when my cock has her in the throes of ecstasy.

With the final spurt of my cum inside her, I groan and allow her to resurface, water pouring off her glistening skin and sopping hair.

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