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“Cool. You happy with him?”
Brenda nodded. “Yes. Very. He’s good to me.”
Sin’s eyes twinkled. “Does he dick your body down, handle them curves with long, deep thrusts?”
Brenda raised her head in surprise, at his bluntness, at her body’s response to it—him. She took a long sip of her drink. “Yes,” she admitted. And then she smiled. “You’re trouble.”
Sin dissolved into laughter, his head going back, the cords of muscle in his neck bulging, before turning to take her in. “I’m Sin, remember? I’m supposed to be.” There went those brown eyes again, intensely staring at her. “But I’m good trouble, baby. The kind you look forward to sinning for.”
Brenda felt her body shake.
“You ever cheat on him?”
“On who? My husband?” Brenda asked, surprised he’d ask her that.
She shifted in her seat and then looked down at the napkin under her drink. She played with the ends, her expression pensive, as if deciding whether or not she wanted to tell him. The truth.
“Yes,” she admitted softly, her gaze locking on his. Brenda saw the flickers of interest and hunger in his eyes, and it heated her body. She licked her lips. And Sin grinned.
“I wanna fuck you.”
“I . . . I,” Brenda stammered.
“One night,” Sin said, “that’s all I need—one night to bury myself so deep in your guts that you’ll still feel me pulsing inside of you weeks later.”
Brenda’s fingers gripped her drink, pressing into the coconut’s shell as she pressed her thighs shut, her cunt pulsing to the sound of those four words—“I wanna fuck you”—yes, yes . . . fuck me, Daddy . . .
“My God. You are so tempting,” she muttered. “And trust me, if I—”
“Hey, baby.”
Both Brenda and Sin whirled around to see Roselle heading across the bar toward them. Sin couldn’t be sure, but he thought he heard Brenda utter a curse under her breath.
Roselle dropped a kiss on Brenda’s lips, then stood between her and Sin as he extended his hand. “Roselle, man.”
Sin took his hand. “Sin.”
Roselle ginned. “And I bet you live up to your name, man.”
Sin laughed. “I confess. My moral compass is faulty.”
Brenda blushed and caught Roselle’s curious stare out of the corner of her eye.
Roselle checked his watch. “Well, thanks for keeping my beautiful wife company. But we gotta head out.” He looked over at Brenda. “You ready, baby?”
“Yes. Let me just finish my drink.” And then Brenda’s lips were wrapped around the tip of her straw and she was quickly siphoning out her drink until all that was left was an empty coconut shell.
Sin smiled. “Was it good?”
“Very,” Brenda said as she slid off her barstool. “Thanks for the drink,” she said, eyeing Sin, while trying to not look down into his crotch. “And the conversation.”
Sin smiled. And Brenda caught something shimmering in his eyes—lust.
“The two of you enjoy the rest of your evening.”
“No doubt,” Roselle said, giving Sin a fist-bump. “Don’t hurt ’em out here, playboy.”
Sin laughed again. “What’s the fun in that?”
