Page 76 of Sacrilege


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“I was hoping,” That was an understatement. I was praying she’d stay with me. Even then I was torn between the need to pound into her like she was a fuckdoll for my pleasure, and taking my time to shower her with the love she deserved. Having her against me only reminded me how much I craved her. But her kiss wasn’t an answer. I swallowed hard and steadied my voice before continuing, “You still haven’t given me an answer though, and you know how I feel about you using your words.”

“Yes, you like my words. I also vaguely remember you saying something about good girls getting cock and bad girls getting spanked. Though cock usually follows the latter, so really, being bad is a win-win if you ask me.”

Fuck me. This woman and her smart mouth will absolutely be the death of me.

“Eden,” I growled.

“Nate,” she reached up and cupped my cheeks with her hands. “I want you more than my next breath. Is wanting this… you… enough?”

It was more than enough. It was the only invitation I needed.

“Thank fuck.” I tipped my head at the bartender and told him to charge it to my tab.

Eden laughed and downed my shot while I finished my beer, and then I scooped her into my arms. She wrapped her legs around my torso, just as she did a year ago, and I carried her through the lobby to the elevator. As soon as the doors closed behind me, my lips were on hers again, making up for lost time.

Whiskey and sunshine exploded on my tongue as it tangled with hers. My fingers found the hem of her dress at the same moment hers tangled in my hair. I trailed them up her thighs, expecting to hook them in the waist of her panties and tease her, but where there should be fabric, I found none.

“Firefly,” I growled against her lips, “Where are your panties?”

She shrugged and her lips stretched wide. “I was hoping.”

There was no doubt about it, this little hellion was perfect.

“I should punish you, make you bend over right here and spank that sweet, bare ass.”

“Yes,” she breathed, somewhere between a plea and prayer.

“Fuck,.” I groaned, pressing kisses along her jaw, all the while my fingers danced along her hips toward her exposed pussy. When I reached her clit, I took the sensitive bud and rolled it between my fingertips.

“Uuuuuh!” she cried and thrust her hips forward, the pain fueling her pleasure.

Unlike last time where I had eleven floors to make her come, this time I was on the fifth, and not even I was that fast. The door opened behind me and she was in my arms once more. The hallway was a blur of limbs and lips, but once we were behind my hotel room door, all bets were off.

Eden moaned as I pressed her up against the wall beside the bed, lifted her skirt and allowed my fingers to slide through her core. My cock throbbed against my zipper, and I let out a strained groan. “Fuck, Firefly, you’re soaked.”

Eden rolled her hips, and I knew right then I wasn’t going to be able to take my time. Not the first time. Maybe not even the second time. This woman had me in her clutches, she always had, and now that I’d tasted her once more, there was no way I could hold back.

“Please, Nate,” she begged.

“I wanted to take my time with you, but I need to be inside of you, right now. I need to feel this pretty little cunt milking me dry.”

She nodded and didn’t hesitate to reach between us and flick open my jeans. I jerked forward the moment her soft fingers wrapped around my cock. Wasting no time, she slid my tip through her folds and sank down on my shaft.

“Fuck me, you’re just as tight as I remember.” I thrust up into her like a teenager who’d just discovered his dick.

“I would hope so; you’re the only cock I’ve had in the last year.”

My brow rose, the total opposite of the way my mouth fell open. “You… really?”

Of course I’d hoped she hadn’t slept with anyone else, but I would have understood. A year was a long time for a gorgeous woman like Eden to abstain, and she didn’t owe me a damn thing. We’d talked, but I’d never pried. I didn’t want to know. As long as she was mine when all was said and done, that’s all that mattered to me.

And she was.

“Mine,” I growled, and pistoned my hips upward.

“Yours.”

She gripped the hair at the base of my neck and pushed her hips forward to meet my thrusts, letting me worship her. My balls tightened, and if the way her breaths grew sharper and shorter were any indication, she was on the edge too.

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