Page 51 of Corrupted Sinner


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She set the laptop aside as I crossed the room in five long strides.

I grabbed her hand and hauled her to her feet. “This is a bad idea,” I said. Maybe it was a warning. Maybe I was just stating the obvious.

She nodded. “It’s a terrible idea,” she said, but she had no chance to say more.

I delved for her lips, lips I’d fantasized about too many fucking times, as I walked her backward toward the nearest wall, the one covered in bookshelves from floor to ceiling.

As her back hit the shelves, her breath came out with a gasp, parting her lips and letting me in while books rained down around us.

Her arms wrapped around my neck at the same time I grabbed hold of her hair and tugged, tilting her head back further, giving me better access to the moist heat of her mouth.

Her nails dug in deeper in an attempt to pull me closer, like she was trying to meet me command for command. I almost laughed. The crazy young vixen had no idea what she’d just signed up for. Time to make it a little clearer.

I broke the kiss and took a step back.

“Take off your clothes, darling. I want to see every naked inch of you.”

Her gaze held mine for just a moment but then she smiled like the Cheshire cat.

She grabbed hold of the hem of her shirt and dragged it upward slowly, skimming the backs of her fingers over her nipples as she went.

She yanked the shirt over her head and threw it toward the sofa, then moved onto her jeans, watching my face as she unzipped them. She tugged them off and kicked them away, leaving her standing there in a lacy pink bra and thong.

Still watching me, she hooked her fingers in the front clasp of her bra, but with a flicker of a smile, she turned around, leaving me to imagine the sight of her full tits as the bra sprung free and joined the growing collection of clothes on the floor.

I grabbed her hips and pulled her back against me.

“Feeling shy, darling?” I asked, grinding my cock against the small of her back as I pressed a hand against her abdomen to hold her closer while the other slid higher, palming her tits and tugging lightly on her nipple piercings.

She moaned quietly, thrusting one of her tits harder against my palm.

“No,” she said, shaking her head. “Just curious what you’d do.”

Testing the waters? I could live with that. I smiled against the top of her head.

She reached back and slid her hands down my thighs; it was all she could reach from her trapped position.

Reluctantly, I let her go and grabbed her hands, moving them to her hips.

“If you’re not feeling shy, then get that thong off, darling,” I said, then watched as she obeyed.

She hooked her fingers around the fabric and slid it off, leaving nothing to obstruct my view of her perfectly heart-shaped ass. I’d definitely be fucking that later, but for now… I spun her around and looked her over while my cock throbbed painfully. Toned, tanned flesh. Perfectly smooth, hairless pussy. And the jewelry—damn; it just beckoned to be played with.

“It seems to me you’re a little overdressed,” she said as she grabbed the hem of my shirt.

I let her pull it off over my head, not minding at all the way she had to lean up on her toes, stretching her arms high over her head.

The second she had my shirt off, I grabbed her wrists, pinning them up high, keeping her body stretched out.

“Someone should keep you like this all day long, darling,” I said, then leaned in, kissing a hot trail from her neck to her tits, suckling a nipple into my mouth hard and playing with the piercing with my teeth.

There was even something sweet about the taste of her; made me wonder what her pussy would taste like. And I was about to find out.

I let go of her wrists, but the moment I did, she was gliding her hands down my torso, straight to the fly of my pants. She dragged my jeans and boxers down together, and I could hear her quiet gasp as my cock sprung free.

“Holy shit,” she whispered as she ran her fingers along my shaft, making my cock jerk in appreciation. “You’re hung like a freaking horse,” she said as she wrapped her fingers around me, testing her reach.

“Not quite,” I said, not that I minded the ego-stroke.

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