Page 41 of Sinner's Obsession


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Every inch of my skin is hyperaware of him. He glides his hands up and down my arms, and my stupid brain lets my body relax in his arms.

Overruled by instinct, I lean my head back on his shoulder as he continues his ministrations. He’s a wizard, and my body is spellbound. I shift my position and snuggle into him.

His fingers explore my front with lazy, soft touches, unraveling me. As if he knows exactly what he’s doing to me, he rolls my nipples between his thumb and forefinger, making me desperate for more. I ache for more. The avalanche of sensations has me squeezing my legs where my wetness mixes with the water.

His breath fans my face. “Tell me to stop and I’ll stop.”

It’s at the tip of my tongue but for the life of me I can’t form the words.

He nibbles my neck, his fingers leaving a trail of fiery desire in their wake. Combined with him playing with my nipples, I feel I am on a precipice. This feels so good, I close my eyes, biting down on my lip.

“You like my touch, don’t you?” The raspiness in his voice undoes me further.

“Yes.” I do. I so do. Traitorous body.

He grazes his teeth along my neck. “Then give me your sounds.”

The ache turns into a roar inside me. Impossible to ignore.

I let out a shuddering breath. “Please, Kieran . . . I . . .”

I expect him to demand the words that are so hard to express. We both know they would mean my surrender. He turns my face to him, our mouths so close. My lips tingle.

He presses his mouth to mine, and I give in.

It’s in vain. God, I want him.

His dick gets even harder under me as he trails kisses down my neck. Just thinking about him entering me makes me dizzy.

“Let me make you feel good, sweetheart. Let me show you how good it can feel.”

I nod, another small sign of either acceptance or submission. His hands and lips feel so good on me. Like a promise, an invitation to sin, a temptation shutting off any bit of rationality. But I don’t care. I’m losing my mind. He wasn’t home one night and I’m ready to get on my back for him.

Weak.

My thoughts vanish when his fingers graze my pussy.

“Were you with someone else?”

He slips one inside, and I bite down on a moan. “Never ask me that question again. I have just one woman on my mind. One woman I want. One woman I am desperate to have.”

I float, sailing away in pure bliss through the carnal sea.

“Fuck, you’re tight.”

He plays with my clit with his thumb and pumps another thick finger in and out of me.

“How does it feel?”

I babble incoherently.

“My fingers feel good inside your tight pussy, don’t they, princess?” The way he saysprincessmakes it sound so dirty. I get wetter and he pushes his fingers in and out of me in a maddening rhythm. “Such a good girl, letting me stretch your pussy to get ready for my cock.”

Oh my God, what is he doing to me? Turning me into this desperate, sexual creature, starved for more. I grip his thighs, muscular and hard, inching closer to his erection. Pleasure builds inside of me as he continues playing with my body.

His touch flames my desire, building it up so high, I feel like I am flying. I’ve made myself come before, but this is so much better. The intensity alone has me gasping for air, bucking above him. Even the water’s caress adds to his sexual touch, a sensual duo oflet’s make her lose her mind by overloading her senses.

Everything in me tenses as I run toward the tipping point of pleasure. He notices how my body responds to his touch and increases the pressure.

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