Page 50 of His Sinner

I pull my finger out, playing with her clit to keep her relaxed and wet for me as I nudge my tip at her virgin hole.

She tightens beneath me again, bracing herself.

“Relax,” I soothe again. “You know you can trust me.”

She forces her muscles to loosen, focusing on the pleasure mounting from her swollen, abused clit.

Slowly, I push the tip of my cock into her ass.

I freeze, allowing her to acclimate to the foreign feeling of being stretched there. She breathes deeply, relaxing her tight muscles, and her walls slowly loosen to stretch around me.

“You’re doing fucking incredible, muse.”

“I know,” she pants.

“Do you want the rest of my cock?”

“Yes.” Her nails curl into the bedsheet again. “Fuck me.”

“With pleasure.” I groan as I slowly push every inch of my throbbing cock inside her ass. She cries out, not stopping until I bury my hard length to the hilt, her ass cheeks pressing against my pelvis.

“It’s so big,” she whimpers.

“I know.”

She swings back to swat at me, but I’m out of reach and my cock filling her ass keeps her rooted in place.

I pull back just slightly before thrusting back into her, harder this time. She yelps and arches her back, but her clit throbbing beneath my finger tells me she loves everything I’m doing to her.

When I stop moving, she calls out, “Keep going.”

This time, when I pull out, I leave only the tip in her ass before slamming back in. Her ass jiggles against me, and her whole body clenches as she screams.

Wetness drips from her pussy onto my hand rubbing her clit. Her arms give out again as she screams into the mattress, and I fully unleash myself on her, grinding my teeth and pounding her ass. The slap of skin on skin is nearly drowned out by her screams and my throaty groans.

As soon as her ass clenches on my cock and her pussy throbs in my hand as she comes, I allow myself to follow her. Every muscle in my body tightens before relaxing all at once as a load of cum spurts from my cock and fills her. My eyes roll and the roar that escapes my throat is loud even to my ears, unprecedented pleasure barreling through me.

“Saint! Oh my fucking god!”

She keeps coming after I’ve fully spilled inside her, screaming my name in unparalleled ecstasy as her entire body writhes.

My heart pounds, neck and back slick with sweat. My arms grow weak, and if I don’t pull out soon, I may collapse on top of her, unable to move until dawn.

Once she’s finally come down from her orgasm, and we’re both panting and breathless, I slowly pull out of her, dragging some of my cum with me.

She collapses onto the mattress, utterly spent, and she’s never been more beautiful. “Saint?”

I brush a strand of hair from her lips while she stares up at me from her prone position on the mattress with those big blue eyes. “Yes, muse?”

“I swear to god, if you break my fucking heart, I’ll break you.”

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

BRIAR

I reread the note Saint left on my bed this morning. I vaguely remember him murmuring in my ear and pressing a kiss to my cheek on his way out the door.

Doing a little research. Will return soon with my findings.

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