Page 122 of Corrupted Sinner


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“I wouldn’t have bought this if I didn’t,” he said as he set me down in the wainscoted dining room on a big, walnut dining table.

Next to where he placed me down, there was a ring on the dark wood, platinum and yellow gold, twisted and whirled together and topped with a giant, pale peachy-gold stone.

“It’s imperial topaz,” he said, picking up the ring.

Not just any ring. An engagement ring.Myengagement ring.

“It’s the closest I could come to a color that matched your eyes,” he explained, like the color of the gemstone was what we were discussing here.

“You want to get married?” I asked again, feeling a bit like a parrot.

“I do. And I was hoping you’d hurry up and say yes, because I’ve been fantasizing about licking your pussy on this dining table for far too long.”

“You have, have you?” I asked, grinning, as some of the stunned shock started to dissipate. Or maybe it was just the hormones taking over. Either way, I was pretty okay with where this was headed.

He shrugged. “It is a dining table, isn’t it?”

Well, it was hard to argue withthatlogic, especially once he’d set the ring down, hooked his fingers in my pants, and slid them down along with my panties.

As he stood back up, he grazed his fingers up my thigh and up to my clit, circling one finger around and around my piercing.

“Hold on; you’re distracting me,” I said, not that I made a move to stop him. “I’m trying to have a serious conversation here.” Though, I wasn’t sure that was possible with the tremors of heat pooling low in my abdomen and making my pussy wet.

“You’re going to say yes, darling. Just hurry up and do it already,” he said as he slid his finger back further, grazing through my lips and dipping into my pussy.

How on earth could a woman say no at a time like this?

But he was right. ‘Yes’ was the only word coming to mind. Yes, to the mind-blowing oral sex about to come. Yes, to the leather cuts and houses. Yes, to the ring that was so damn perfect, it was like he’d plucked it right out of my mind.

And yes, to a lifetime of tornadoes and volcanoes, and all the chaos they would bring.

“Yes, I’ll marry you.” The answer came as easy as breathing. “But there’s something I’ve got to ask you.”

He cocked an eyebrow at me as he slid his finger inside, crooking it just right.

Damn, that felt good.

“Favorite sexual position?” he asked.

I laughed and moaned at the same time. “That is a good question, but not quite the one I had in mind.”

He looked at me for a long moment, barely moving inside me, just enough to send out tiny jolts of sensation over and over again.

“Comics,” he said eventually.

“What?”

“You wanted to know where my road name came from, and now you know.”

“There was a comic character named ‘Brute’?” I asked, though the tiny jolts were making it more and more difficult to pay attention.

He nodded. “Anything else?”

But I couldn’t think of any—I wasn’t a comic enthusiast, and I damn sure wasn’t one right now.

He laughed. “It was before your time, darling.”

“If you say so.”

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