Page 16 of Surrender to Sin


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She sighedwhen his lips touched her skin. Her nerve endings sparked like live wires as he lifted one of her knees to his shoulder and kissed his way along her thigh. She lifted her hips when he got close to her mound, desperate to be enveloped in the heat of hismouth.

He pulled back before she got what she wanted and she hit the couch with one of herfists.

He chuckled, the vibration of it traveling up the skin of her other thigh as he gave it the same attention, nibbling at her flesh, licking and kissing his way back toward her throbbingpussy.

This time when he got there, she grabbed a fistful of his hair and slid down a little closer to his mouth, making clear what she wanted. Three months of lovemaking with Max had obliterated all her oldinhibitions.

He’d seen all of her. Had tasted all of her. Been inside all ofher.

There was nothing to hide. Nothing she wanted tohide.

She half-expected him to tease her, to make her wait. It was one of his favoritegames.

To her relief, he slid his hands under her ass instead. His breath was soft against her aroused center, her knees resting on his shoulders as he stroked through her folds with the pad of histhumb.

She arched her back and sucked in her breath, her hands still in hishair.

“You’re so wet, Abby,” he murmured. “So fuckingwet.”

“It’s for you,” she said. “Now what are you going to do aboutit?”

After all the hours in bed with him, she still never knew exactly what to expect. He might lick her from one end to the other or fuck her with his fingers first. He might drive into her with his cock and then withdraw, leaving her panting and begging formore.

This time he went straight for her clit, locking his mouth down on it and sucking, giving her no time to build to the pleasure that rocked herbody.

Not that she wascomplaining.

He sucked until she couldn’t bear it another second, until the pressure was an exquisite blend of ecstasy and pain. Her channel was crying out for his fingers, his cock, anything to fill the yawning emptiness of her pussy, all the more demanding for the sensation exploding in herclit.

He wasn’t going to give it to her. Not yet. She could tell from the firm placement of his hands under her ass, offering her up to hismouth.

He wanted surrender. Wanted her to prove that she trusted him as much as he trustedher.

She pressed down against his mouth and let go, relinquishing her desire for his fingers and cock, giving herself over to the fevered lapping of histongue.

The wave of her orgasm rose almost immediately, a roar that built in her core until she could almost hear it, like a tidal wave rushing towardshore.

She moved her hips in time with his tongue, grinding against his mouth, disappearing into her urgency, into the heat seeping from his mouth to her already-hot pussy, contracting as her orgasm reached the point of noreturn.

She was a split second from letting go, from spilling into bliss, when he surprised her by withdrawing hismouth.

She gasped, opening her eyes to look athim.

His jeans were unbuttoned, his cock a perfect staff jutting between her thighs, already poised at her opening. She didn’t have time to wonder why he was withholding her orgasm when in the past he’d always insisted she come at least once before he penetrated her. They were half-formed thoughts trying to swim to the surface of her passion-fueled fog as he drove into her with a ferociousgrowl.

She cried out, the pleasure of his massive cock pushing through her swollen channel almost more than she couldbear.

He rolled under her until she was straddling him again, back where they’d started. Gravity did the work of dropping her even further onto him. The deep penetration coupled with the friction of his stomach on her clit had her moving immediately, rocking her hips against his as she held onto hisshoulders.

He held her head in his hands as he thrust into her, matching her frantic movements with a fever of hisown.

“It’s just us, Abby,” he said between kisses. “I don’t need anythingelse.”

She knew what he was saying, felt it as surely as she felt his body joined with hers: other people would come and go, but their world revolved only around eachother.

It always had. It alwayswould.

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